MTL - The Sweetest Medicine-Chapter 91 Too expensive, he is afraid to buy a single

Chapter 91 is too expensive, he is afraid that he can't afford to buy a single

The uncle looked deeply at Fang Zhihan.

It is said that people with low IQ are more beautiful, and it is difficult for beautiful people to have high IQ. It seems that this is true.

He knows each other and smiles more amiablely. "Come and come, don't be restrained, eat, drink."

Poured two glasses of wine, one of which was placed in front of Fang Zhihan.

Knowing that the cold end was from the wine glass, he looked at it with no expression and put it back on the turntable.

His arm is on the back of Gan Gan's chair, and the elegant atmosphere is fully open: "I eat seafood, I only drink red wine."

The aunt and He Weixin looked at each other and sneered at each other with a blank eye.

If it wasn’t for the uncle’s warning before, they would all laugh at the sound and pretend what to drink.

Yu Gangan raised his hand to help.

Fang Zhihan should have seen that this table dish is a bomb, and he deliberately did it.

But she didn't understand it at all. What the **** is he doing?

For him, IQ seems to be a bit overdone.

And go and see.

The waiter came in and handed the menu to the party.

Yu Gangan turned his head and looked at Fang Zhihan, his eyes were warned, he was puzzled, and he had questions.

Fang Zhihan seems to be completely unaware of it, just ask her: "What do you want to eat? This restaurant has French fresh airborne black truffles, come to one?"

The voice is low and mellow and hooked.

In Gan Gan’s double eyes, there is still no sound.

She really didn't know what to say. After all, the uncle was also a veteran old fox. She was afraid that she would not care about the cold and would buy her the whole table.

Just think about it, I feel liver pain.

Fang Zhihan still did not notice her worry and tension, just let the waiter come to a black truffle.

He Weixin next to him immediately said: "I want one."

That is the French black truffle, expensive to die.

Anyway, it is to pay for Gan Gan, not to eat white.

The waiter smiled and added it immediately, and then asked him what kind of wine he wanted.

When Fang Zhihan glanced at it, he closed the menu and said to the waiter: "Wu Dang Wang."

The waiter stunned, and was a little surprised. He still wanted to say something, but he saw that the party knew the cold and blinked, and the momentum of the majesty was so cold and powerful.

She nodded immediately and turned and went out.

After the waiter got out of the box, they found their manager at the fastest speed. They were very excited. "The manager... There is a guest who ordered a Wudang king. Do we want to go up?"

The manager's eyes lit up, as if he had smashed a big baby: "Go, ah, of course, fast, must take care of the guests in the box, make the other party feel at home, this is our super VIP."

"Good."

The waiter happily responded, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was almost at the root of his ear.

She took the wine into the box at the fastest speed. Before she opened it, she asked the lower part of the cold: "Guest, hello, this is your Wudang king. Can you open it now?"

Fang Zhihan nodded.

The uncle's gaze is also set on the bottle.

He recalled that when he saw the wine list, the variety of red wine was very complete. After all, this is the most luxurious seafood restaurant in the city, ranging from hundreds to hundreds of thousands.

Expensive wines are imported from abroad, but there is no Wudang king.

Look at this bottle of Wudang King label is colorful, not at all high-end.

Also the name of this old land of Wudang is estimated to be a domestic brand-name wine, and the price is estimated to be a few hundred.

Fang Zhihan does not drink Dong wine, afraid that it is not not to drink, but Dong wine is too expensive, he is afraid that he can not afford to drink more.

(End of this chapter)