Wang Qing's attention was instantly drawn back from the diners.
She looked down at the menu in her hand.
I saw the names of the dishes written on it in three different fonts.
One is Chinese that Wang Qing is very familiar with, the other is English that Wang Qing knows but is not familiar with, and the other is inexplicably giving Wang Qing a sense of familiarity.
Wang Qing stared at the font for a long time, and finally remembered where the familiarity came from.
Among the books on the wall that her grandfather left in the office, the words she couldn't understand were similar to the ones in this book.
I guess they are all in some small language, right?
As expected, the housekeeper was sponsored by my grandfather to study abroad, and the restaurants he brought me to eat all had this connection with my grandfather.
Wang Qing looked through the menu. The price of each dish was not indicated. However, in the footer at the bottom of the menu, there was a line of small words written in a very light font - "The minimum consumption in this restaurant is four dishes."
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment.
For a moment, all kinds of news about rip-offs flashed through my mind.
Holding the menu in my hand, I felt like I was holding a hot potato.
Seeing that the housekeeper didn't seem to notice anything was wrong and was still browsing slowly in his spare time, Wang Qing coughed.
"What's wrong?" Hearing Wang Qing's cough, the housekeeper raised his head from flipping through the menu and looked at Wang Qing, "Ms. Wang, is your throat uncomfortable?"
There was no water on the table. The butler raised his chin towards the waiter and said, "Please, bring me a glass of water."
The waiter was about to turn around to pour water, but Wang Qing quickly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."
The waiter stood still and said with a smile: "Madam, is there anything else you need?"
Wang Qing looked at the waiter cautiously and asked cautiously: "Do you charge for water here?"
Unexpectedly, the waiter actually nodded and said, "That's right, a glass of water costs two yuan."
Wang Qing: "..." It is indeed a black shop that rips off customers!
Wang Qing felt lucky that he had reacted in time.
"However," the waiter said softly, still smiling, "our store has an unlimited supply of rum for free. If you need it, madam, I can pour you a glass of rum."
Wang Qing was a little unbelievable. How could a hotel charge for water but provide free wine?
She turned to the drinks page of the menu, and to her surprise, she actually saw "free" rum on the first line of the menu.
There are also other drinks listed below, such as "jellyfish milk" and "hairtail cocoa"
"Freshly squeezed Aplysia Juice", "Sea Urchin Four Seasons Spring" and so on.
Wang Qing: "...I still drink rum bars."
Jiu Min! What kind of dark cuisine is this!
"Okay." The waiter was not surprised by Wang Qing's choice. He turned his eyes around the butler and asked with a smile, "Two drinks?"
Without Wang Qing's need to speak, the butler nodded to him, "Two cups."
The waiter turned and left.
Watch the waiter disappear before your eyes.
Only then did Wang Qing dare to speak to the butler: "Butler, you said before, why did you choose this restaurant?"
The housekeeper was keenly aware that something was wrong with Wang Qing's attitude. He lowered his eyelids and asked calmly: "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with the environment here?"
Wang Qing felt anxious for him.
Hey, this silly boy butler probably hasn’t figured it out yet. This store is a shady store!
Wang Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard the waiter's voice.
"Rum for both of you." Immediately afterwards, the waiter appeared in Wang Qing's field of vision, holding a tray.
Wang Qing didn't expect that the waiter would come back so quickly, in the blink of an eye.
Does he have Hot Wheels under his feet?
Or have the requirements for the service industry become involved to this extent?
The waiter placed two glasses of rum in front of Wang Qing and the butler.
"You two, please take your time." The waiter paused and then asked, "Have you decided what dishes to order?"
How dare Wang Qing order food? There are no prices on the menu.
But before she could think of a countermeasure, she saw the butler holding a menu and Shi Shiran reported the names of several dishes.
"Red wine snowflake sea steak, French pan-fried squid, cream jellyfish soup."
Wait a minute, butler, what kind of dark dishes did you order? ! !
Wang Qing screamed silently in his heart.
The waiter standing aside took down the dishes ordered by the butler, then turned to look at Wang Qing and asked, "What does this lady need?"
Wang Qing was silent.
Wang Qing didn't want to talk.
The waiter looked at her with a smile, and his voice was low and sweet, like playing a cello.
"Madam, it's your turn to order, have you not thought about it yet?"
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment.
Why didn't she think his voice sounded so nice before? Was it her imagination? Or was she negligent before?
But after just a moment of trance, Wang Qing quickly came back to his senses.
She raised her head, looked at the waiter, hesitated for half a minute, and finally asked: "Can I ask how much the food has been ordered?"
The waiter still had a smile on his face, but pursed his lips and did not answer.
After a while, it was the butler who spoke up, with a hint of joy in his voice: "Ms. Wang, please don't worry, I will pay for this meal, you can spend it with confidence."
Wang Qing took a deep look at the housekeeper.
There is a bit of affection in the eyes of someone who has been taken advantage of - I am afraid that you will go bankrupt after eating this meal. After all, even water is consumed by the glass here.
Seeing that Wang Qing had not made a decision, the butler sighed and said: "For now, let's serve this lady a red wine and snowflake sea steak."
After speaking, he folded up the menu and gave it to the waiter.
The waiter left with a smile.
Wang Qing looked up from the menu blankly: "Huh?"
Why did the butler order the food in the blink of an eye?
She was still wondering whether she should just drag the housekeeper and leave.
Although it is embarrassing to skip the order now before the food is cooked, it is not illegal.
But the housekeeper showed a warm smile.
"Seeing that you couldn't make a decision, I decided to order a dish for you. If it doesn't suit your taste, you can order more."
On the other side, the man and woman sitting in the middle of the hall were engaged in a quiet argument.
"What kind of magic weapons did you buy? Didn't you say that a master has taught me the light, so you won't be found for this kind of thing?" The man lowered his head and pretended to browse the menu, complaining to the woman.
When the woman heard this, she retorted angrily: "Wu Yuanzheng, can you please speak some truth? It's as if the master you invited is useful. Didn't you just invite two monks to perform rituals this month? Why, Buddha didn't bless you. You?"
Their voices were kept low, but they still reached the ears of the old couple sitting next to them.
Fu Yishu covered his lips and smiled softly: "Young man, it is indeed interesting."
In the three years since the strange tale of rules came to the earth, rich people who are rich and afraid of death have naturally avoided it.
As a result, there are a large number of so-called monks, Taoists, and real masters who claim to have a way to protect someone from entering the strange stories about rules.
I believe there are quite a lot of wealthy businessmen who believe in this. They spend a lot of money to buy magic weapons and do rituals.
Amidst the dispute between Wu Yuanzheng and Zhou Minyu,
Fu Yishu skillfully found the note with the rules under the napkin box.
