Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 51 Xiaoling's Villa

"What's the matter, why this expression?"

Zhang Yang chuckled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that I know very little about you."

"I don't know much about you, so we can take advantage of this afternoon to get to know each other better."

Xiaoling smiled charmingly at Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang was numb all over.

Tandu is a place inhabited by rich people with a small population. When entering the range of Tandu, the speed of the car is obviously much faster. After a while, the two stopped beside a lake villa.

"Here, this is my home." Xiaoling said with a smile.

After getting off the car, Zhang Yang raised his head and took a look at the whole villa. Good guy, judging by the current price, it is such a big villa, so gorgeous, it can't be bought for seven or eight hundred million. This Xiaoling's family is definitely very rich.

"Miss, you are back... who is this?"

A servant ran out from the room to greet Xiaoling, and was really surprised to see Zhang Yang in plain clothes beside her.

"He is my friend, I invited her here." Xiaoling smiled.

"It's Miss's guest, welcome! Miss, just 1 minute ago, lunch has been prepared according to your order."

"Well, the time is just right, brother Yang, don't be dazed, come in quickly!"

Zhang Yang came back to his senses, nodded, and followed Xiaoling into the villa.

"Welcome back Miss."

As soon as they entered the room, eight servants in uniform stood respectfully in two rows and bowed to Xiaoling.

When they saw Zhang Yang following Xiaoling, they all cast puzzled expressions without exception.

There are very few guests in this villa, and it is the first time for such an ordinary person to come.

But they just took a general look at Zhang Yang and stopped looking at him. As servants, it is enough to do their duty well.

In the restaurant, the French chef that Xiaoling mentioned stood at the dining table with a smile on his face in a neat chef uniform, and said in broken Chinese: "Miss, lunch is ready, please take it easy!"

Xiaoling nodded and invited Zhang Yang to sit down and have a meal with her.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of the private chef is beyond words.Generally, chefs in ordinary restaurants or slightly better high-end restaurants are doing assembly work every day. No matter how good the dishes are, the fame they gain belongs to the boss, and the money they earn is also the boss. It's just labor costs, so under normal circumstances, most people cook with the attitude of just talking about it.

And the dishes made by this kind of chef dedicated to the rich family are only for this family. Whether his salary is high or not, and whether he can keep his job depends on whether his craftsmanship can satisfy the host family. Naturally, he is very hardworking.

Although Zhang Yang doesn't understand Western food, he did feel the chef's intention and sincerity from the exquisite dishes on the table. Even so, Zhang Yang still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter with you, don't you think it's delicious?"

Xiaoling held her breath, and the French chef held his breath even more.

"No, this steak and this foie gras are really delicious...but I feel a little uncomfortable when more than a dozen people around me are watching me eat." Zhang Yang smiled wryly and said truthfully.

"So that's the case." Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said to the servants and the chef, "Go down and rest first."

"Yes, ma'am."

With an order, the servant and the chef left the restaurant together, leaving only Zhang Yang and Xiaoling in the restaurant.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, put down the knife in his right hand, picked up the fork, inserted it into half of the steak, and swallowed the whole steak in three or two bites.

Xiaoling was taken aback for a moment, then giggled.

"It's the first time I've seen someone eat steak like this. This is a top-quality steak imported from Australia. You can't taste the deliciousness of this steak if you eat it this way."

Zhang Yang picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and said disapprovingly, "Steak is not steak. To me, it's just a piece of meat. I really don't understand why foreigners can't finish it in half an hour. , and there are so many people in the country to follow suit?"

"In addition, there is this foie gras. It takes so much effort to put such a small piece of foie gras on such a large and heavy plate. If we let us eat this way every day, I will not starve to death. Sudden death."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang swallowed the exquisite foie gras in one gulp, drank the bowl of broth in front of him in three or two mouthfuls, patted his stomach lightly, very satisfied, leaving Xiaoling sitting opposite The position is messy.

"Are you full?" Xiaoling covered her face and giggled, then asked.

"Sixty percent full, let me say that when I was moving bricks at the construction site, I could eat seven steamed buns in one meal without panting!"

"Brother Yang, you are really interesting."

Zhang Yang chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "I know, compared to you rich people, I am indeed not as delicate and enjoy life as you are. In your opinion, my appearance just now must be very vulgar."

"No!" Xiaoling put down the knife and fork and waved her hands again and again: "Actually, Brother Yang, I think you are very straightforward and cute, much better than those hypocritical guys."

Zhang Yang smiled, sat quietly on his seat and looked at Xiaoling.

"What do you see me doing?" Xiaoling blushed suddenly, and felt embarrassed to continue eating.

"This room is so big, what else can I look at if I don't look at you?"

"I'm too embarrassed to continue eating when you look at me like that." Xiaoling lowered her head and said softly.

"Just now so many servants watched you eat, I didn't see you, why are you uncomfortable?"

"That's different!" Xiaoling said coquettishly.

"Oh, what's the difference?" Zhang Yang Ruo looked at Xiao Ling meaningfully, and laughed.

"Cut, is it possible that you don't know in your heart?" Xiaoling snorted softly, turning her head away from Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang naturally knew that this little girl was interested in him, but he also understood in his heart that the identities of the two were too different, and he was restricted by the unlucky system, not to mention that he went to the Charm Bar just for fun, he didn't expect to be confused Get entangled with this Xiaoling.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." Zhang Yang didn't want to add so many troubles to himself, so he just wanted to be smooth.

"Don't eat." Xiaoling snorted softly, put down the knife and fork, and stood up from her seat.

"are you full?"

"Well, I'm tired of eating these every day."

Zhang Yang saw that she had only drank two spoonfuls of the broth in front of Xiaoling, only eaten half of a small piece of foie gras, and the steak had only been cut a few times.

"You said you were tired of western food, I can cook Chinese food for you!"

(End of this chapter)