The restaurant became quiet. They wanted to hear clearly what this charming man was going to say next.
Was he going to appreciate the chef's cooking? That's right. Only Michelin star chefs can make French food, which is a favorite of food critics.
Or was he praising the dishes here, which are like works of art? Such a wonderful man must be reluctant to eat the picturesque delicacies. He's so artistic!
Unfortunately, they were imagining an artistic youth from the Renaissance, not the gluttonous Qin Guan in reality.
"15 grams of konjac powder and 3 grams of black truffles. The ingredients are a little expensive, but the black truffles are pickled. The cost of one plate is no more than 3 dollars. The total weight of the fruit and tomato smoothie is 20 grams. The cost is 58 cents.
The remaining three main ingredients are amazing. The total cost is 9.33 dollars according to their weight and volume.
You charged me 55 dollars for one person, 110 dollars for two people, plus the 1.888% consumption tax from the New York City Hall. Don't you think that's a good price? "
The waitress was stunned. She lowered her head until it was almost in her chest.
The customers who had been listening to Qin Guan suddenly felt that the food in their mouths was not as delicious as it used to be.
Depressed, they looked at the prices of the ingredients. Even the dishes cooked by top chefs couldn't arouse their appetite.
Although eating French cuisine was the style of eating, the ratio of being ripped off was too obvious.
"Don't tell me it's a duck that grows on organic food and drinks dew. All the ingredients used are ordinary products. With my sensitive tongue, even if it's top-grade ingredients, it won't be able to hide."
The store manager wiped the sweat off his forehead. If he didn't step in now, the situation would get out of hand. If this guy raised his arm and made a rallying cry, everyone would refuse to pay the bill.
Just as all the diners in the restaurant were about to pick up their forks and start a revolt, the restaurant owner opened his mouth to speak cautiously.
"I'm sorry, our restaurant has a fixed menu of five dishes, but we'll give away four at random. Strictly speaking, we have a total of nine dishes."
Qin Guan nodded generously. "That's more like it. We have to make up for our shortcomings with quantity. Your restaurant has done a good job in this regard."
"It fully satisfies the concept of a healthy diet with a variety of dishes. Qin Guan nodded and gave the boss a thumbs-up.
On the other hand, the chef, who had witnessed the whole process, let out a mournful cry in the kitchen. Oh my God, where can I go to make four more dishes!
He had to bite the bullet and go up. Didn't he see that the customers at the next table were already applauding? The table that wanted to pay the bill didn't plan to leave.
For dessert, wine-core chocolate and small cakes were placed on the rack. This was one of them.
Fresh strawberries, mulberries, pineapple chunks with light cream and salad dressing. That's one.
Three peanut butter glutinous dumplings with rose petals and two caviar sprinkled on top of the glutinous dumplings. Forget it.
Egg and bacon omelet, America's favorite breakfast …
Are you kidding me?
In any country, there was no such thing as taking advantage of others for free. The other tables raised their glasses in Qin Guan's direction.
It would be a waste not to eat a free meal.
After Qin Guan left, the restaurant, which had always been known for its finesse, changed its menu.
The menu was still filled with the five most authentic Mage dishes, but when the customers started to dig in, the complimentary dishes were served to them one after another with great fanfare.
This kind of considerate, 'practical', and rather dignified way of eating made the diners here even more fond of it.
Since then, Bouley's reservation number had been extended until after the Spring Festival. Taking advantage of this trend, Bouley's boss had opened a second restaurant in New York, setting foot on the road of competing for supremacy among western restaurant chains.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan was sitting in a luxury limousine, holding Cong Nianwei's hand. He was speechless as he watched Chris, who was sitting opposite them, dancing in front of them.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan had fallen into Chris's trap on the plane. Tempted by the rich sponsors of the magic show, Sister Xue had betrayed her country.
She had agreed to go to Las Vegas with Qin Guan, but she hadn't chosen the magic show yet.
Sister Xue had no choice but to choose hovering, which seemed to be the safest and most suitable for the stage in Las Vegas.
That was why Qin Guan had agreed. Another important reason for going to Las Vegas was Cong Nianwei.
She had joined hands with Rongzhi from Columbia University to participate in an architectural design competition with the highest prize money in the United States.
This new award was called the "Open Design Award". It was a derivative award that was closely related to the business of young Internet tycoons who had just risen in recent years.
In order to promote the popularity of the Internet, the installation and design of network cables had been perfectly integrated with the planning and architecture of the entire community.
In order to prevent the government and the public from feeling that the installation of the fiber optic network that was about to be developed would affect the normal life and work of the residents, these weirdos in the IT industry came up with this idea in a flash.
We are now in the most promising industry. None of the veteran financiers are growing their assets faster than us.
These big names in the internet industry, who raised funds, went public, and rose to power, had caused countless troubles. This was the origin of the Open Design Awards.
Because it was young, the designers who came were all young, and because of its weird design plan, these participating groups were even more avant-garde.
These guys, who had money but no place to spend it, set up a community in a small town or a small village in the United States. After communicating with the local government, they bought the rights to rebuild it with a sum of money.
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