Tyler Ortiz didn't know that Zhang Jing had to change his mind, otherwise he would have warned everyone to be careful.
At this moment, she took her new employee and saw a rich and noble man with a bronze ware at the door of Doha Century Hotel, which is adjacent to the Persian Gulf.
When I got off the car, I was greeted by a magnificent sight, and even the air smelled of money.
With a piece of cloth on his head, Hamad bin Atiq, a big landowner with a simple and honest image, was already waiting in advance.
I opened the door and got out of the car, and saw Hamad Ben Atiq about to salute him.
Taylor Ortiz took the lead in giving a princess walk, without veneers or bending down. .z.br>
Thumbs up!
"Long time no see," Tyler Ortiz greeted the young man in front of him, "How are you doing?"
"It's not good," a young man named Hamad Ben Atiq pretended to complain. "I can't finish my work. I have to work four hours a day, sometimes even more than six hours."
To another person, he would think that Hemad was showing off his wealth, but Tyler Ortiz knew that the other party didn't need to show off at all.
What Hamad wanted to say to her was: "He does serious business every day. He doesn't spend time ordinarily or look for women."
"I sympathize with you," Taylor Ortiz shrugged and said hypocritically, "It's actually worse than me."
Hamad bin Atiq smiled happily and invited sideways: "I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you, please come."
After all, in Princess, walking on the red carpet is stress-free.
The restaurant is on the third floor of the hotel, in a lobby room. You need to take off your shoes when entering. The two women put on stockings in advance so they won't be embarrassed.
Hamad, wearing a white robe and a perfect-looking beard, pointed at a gold dinner plate about 1.5 meters in diameter and said politely:
"I originally planned to serve Western food, but since you rarely come to Doha, we ended up using our traditional dishes instead. I hope you like it."
Looking at the huge dinner plate on the ground and the whole roasted camel on the dinner plate, Tyler Ortiz was not surprised.
Because she had eaten it, even though it was only two or three pieces of camel meat.
To be precise, it is only one portion of hand-made rice with vegetables + more than 200 grams of hand-pulled pork.
"Thank you, it looks great."
"Please take a seat," Hamad invited. "The chef spent seven days making this camel and put a lot of thought into it."
"Seven days?"
Taylor Ortiz blinked, why was it different from what she knew?
"It's seven days," Hammad said confidently. "This dish requires 17 kinds of seasonings such as eggs, onions, flour, and salt. There are five major steps in total;
First, the camel is slaughtered. After the camel is slaughtered, the camel is roasted in a special large oven for seven days;
In the second step, stuff the hard-boiled eggs into the belly of the spotted fish and grill the fish;
The third step is to stuff the roasted fish into the belly of the chicken and duck, and roast the chicken and duck until cooked;
The fourth step is to stuff the roasted chicken and duck into the belly of the lamb, and then roast the lamb until cooked.
Step 5: Stuff the two roasted sheep into the camel’s belly;
In this way, the roasted camel's belly is wrapped one layer at a time, and finally the whole camel is roasted with eggs, fish, chicken, duck, and sheep in its belly. "
Penelope's heart was beating vigorously next to her. Is the price of this dish enough for her one year's salary as a teacher?
Taylor Ortiz was also surprised. She had eaten camel meat before, but not as extravagantly.
However, Tyler Ortiz came with a mission this time. He took his eyes away from the food and asked, "How are you going to exchange for that phoenix-shaped bronze vessel?"
Looking into Taylor Ortiz's eyes, Hamad wanted to pursue her. After all, she was a princess. Although she gave up her right to inherit the throne early, she was still very fragrant.
But if the red fruit is wrapped up, it will be very low-grade.
After thinking about it, Hamad seemed to be easy to talk to, but in fact he was deliberately trying to make things difficult:
"My aunt likes Kandy red wine. I heard that Kanfan Farm has all 6,300 bottles brewed in 2017, and they can be exchanged for dragon-guo-phoenix-shaped bronze vessels."
Ortiz: "..."
After a tasteless meal, Ortiz and Penelope left the Century Hotel and returned to their residence.
Sensing that her boss was worried, Penelope, who was 1.85 meters tall, asked, "Where is Kanfan Farm?"
Ortiz's expression was decadent, "After all the detours, we still want Zhang Jing."
"Zhang Jing?" Penelope looked confused.
"Yes, Zhang Jing lives in Kanfan Farm. Although the farm is not in his name, it is inseparable from him."
Penelope was confused.
Regardless of the size of the Kanfen farm, the value of 6,300 bottles of Kandy red wine alone is an astronomical figure.
The point is that it is very difficult to get 6,300 bottles of red wine. If you don’t have extraordinary skills, you can’t do it.
This is like a person buying out all the liquor produced by the old Moutai factory for a whole year. It is an exaggeration.
"What now?" Penelope asked.
"Pack your bags," Ortiz decided immediately. "We can't avoid this. Let's go find Zhang Jing."
The work was very motivating and the two women immediately started running.
In the taxi, on the way to the airport, Ortiz sent Zhang Jing a Facebook message.
Zhang Jing was sorting out the mithril space in the basement of the ruined villa when his eyes twitched when he saw the message.
"Go to Kanfan Farm the day after tomorrow and prepare a roasted camel for me, including sheep, chicken, and duck. Otherwise, I will go to Miss Ding to have a heart-to-heart talk about your topic, such as size."
She is simply a robber, a shameless and despicable female bastard!
After turning off his cell phone and taking away more than 700 pieces of various silverware, porcelain, and sculptures that he had found in Madrid, Zhang Jing decided to send them to San Pedro for cash.
Before leaving, I need to go to a wonderful winery.
Although Jennifer is already considered an old man, no one else can give Wei Wu Yifeng's happiness.
Jennifer was quietly reading a magazine in the wooden living room, but she didn't expect her boyfriend to come.
When faced with someone who wanted to ask for something, Jennifer refused: "It's still inconvenient for me."
Zhang Jing was speechless. Everything went smoothly before. Why did he meet relatives twice in a row recently?
Not wanting to leave a bad impression on Jennifer, Zhang Jing decided to stay with her for the day.
"Have you had lunch?" Jennifer asked Zhang Jing.
"No."
"Neither do I," Jennifer sighed. "It doesn't taste good. Go and order something delicious for me, without adding tomatoes."
Because of understanding, Zhang Jing knew that Jennifer liked seafood soup.
A kind of thick soup made of clams or fish, added with potatoes, onions, and tomatoes.
Zhang Jing nodded and came to the kitchen at the back of the villa.
It is different from the kitchens I have seen before. Stainless steel materials are used extensively here, which has a bit of an industrial style. Everything is neat and professional.
There was someone in the kitchen who was cleaning. After a brief greeting, Zhang Jing watched the video and learned to cook.
Jennifer leaned against the door of the kitchen. Zhang Jing's serious attitude made her feel happy from the bottom of her heart.
It took half an hour to boil the soup. Zhang Jing served the soup to the table and prepared tableware for Jennifer.
Looking at Zhang Jing, Jennifer asked, "Feed me."
Zhang Jing was speechless. What's going on with everyone recently? Wang Sisi has become so clingy, and even Jennifer, who has always been very independent, has also changed.
Picking up the bowl and spoon, taking the soup and letting it cool down, Zhang Jing fed Jennifer her lunch one bite at a time.
"If I became an ordinary person, with no social connections and no social status," Jennifer suddenly asked midway through the meal, "would you still feed me?"
It was obviously a proposition and there was no need to think about it. Zhang Jing nodded happily.
"Okay," Jennifer took the bowl and spoon, "I'll eat it myself. You can go back."
"I haven't eaten yet?" Zhang Jing reminded.
"There is cooked beef in the kitchen, take it with you to eat on the road."
Zhang Jing: "..."
Watching Zhang Jingli off
Opening the living room, Jennifer gently stroked her belly, then took out her cell phone to make a call.
The phone was connected in a moment.
"Did you cancel it?" An old man's voice came from the phone.
"Old man," Jennifer said firmly, "I don't want your property anymore, and the winery will be returned to you. I will never see you again."
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