Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 11 Is it delicious?

Can you have something to do?!

Chen Yu immediately took back the menu, glared at Chen Yike, and handed it to Chen Erke who was beside him: Second brother, order.

Chen Erke took the menu in a daze, turned a few pages, was silent for a while, and said, I'll order a bottle of iced black tea.

Female manager: ...

Okay, don't order. Chen Yu was furious, grabbed the menu from Chen Erke's hand, raised his head, and said to the female manager: Beauty, take notes, we may have ordered too much.

Ah good.

Seeing the waiter following the female manager come forward and took out the ordering machine, Chen Yu opened the menu and quickly called out the name of the dish: Braised elbow, fat intestines, stir-fried shrimp, pan-fried pouch, dry-fried Hairtail fish, twice-cooked pork, streaky three layers with fat and thin...

Stir-fried liver tip, stir-fried liver pass, deep-fried belly, ground three delicacies...

Sea ear, watered frog, osmanthus wings, soy sauce...

Wait...wait a minute! The waiter frantically pressing the order machine couldn't help but interrupted: Sir, we don't have soy sauce Tianqi in our store. And...and Tianqi is a traditional Chinese medicine, right? Can it be eaten as a dish?

Forget it, don't worry, I just want to rhyme. Closing the menu, Chen Yu waved his hand, and leaned back on the chair tactically, raising Erlang's legs: That's all for now, sisters, is that enough?

Yi Ke: ...

Erke: ...

Sanke: ...

Seeing that the three younger sisters didn't say anything, Chen Yu handed the menu back to the stunned female manager: That's all, if it's not enough, let's order more.

First... sir. The female manager and the waiter looked at each other, barely showing a stiff smile: Are you serious? Do you really want to order so many dishes?

Yes. Chen Yu nodded: There are two adults at home, and we still have to pack.

But... The female manager looked down at the menu in her hand, pondered the words in her mind for a moment, and reminded: These dishes add up, and the price is not cheap.

I hear what you mean, can I not give you money? Chen Yu raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the Alipay page, and handed it to the other party: Even if I don't bring cash, I can still pay Huabei. You say so We don't feel well, thank you.

Ah, no, you misunderstood me. The female manager hurriedly waved her hands in embarrassment.

Okay, I understand, I understand. After all, we are all students, and it's normal for you to have concerns. Taking back the phone, Chen Yu didn't make things difficult for the other party: Give us food as soon as possible. How can we not pay for meals these days of.

The female manager, who felt that her words were really inappropriate, bowed again and again: Okay, please wait a moment, the food will be here soon.

After the female manager and the waiter left, Chen Yu personally unpacked the bowls and chopsticks for the three younger sisters, distributed paper towels, and wiped the water glasses.

After finishing all this, he pointed around and said with a smile, How is it? This restaurant is pretty good, right?

Brother. Chen Yike swayed uncomfortably, hesitated to speak: You...are you being taken care of by a rich woman?

Chen Yu's face turned dark instantly.

Although our family is not rich, we can still get by. Chen Yike lowered his head: Brother, you have to be more sensible, and you can't sell your soul.

After unpacking his bowl and chopsticks, Chen Yu was silent for a while, and said, Are you farting with me here?

ah?

What's on your mind all day long? A rich woman takes care of you? How lucky am I? No... I mean, I'm so unambitious? As he spoke, Chen Yu picked up his chopsticks and hit Chen Yike on the forehead.

Ah. Chen Yike covered her forehead in pain.

It's already the second year of junior high school, a big girl who can't speak well. You go to the best junior high school in the city, and the teacher talks about this every day?

Chen Yike rubbed her forehead and pouted: Where did you get the money! I feel something is wrong with you these days.

Earn from odd jobs, okay?

Why don't you hand over the money you earn to your family? My parents are almost out of control.

Didn't you order a lot of dishes? There must be no room for the pot at home.

Brother! You are wasting! More than a thousand yuan! You can't spend it like this if you have money!

You can spend my money as you like. You are still so verbose when I invite you to dinner.

I won't eat it!

You'll be hungry if you don't eat...

Under the dispute between the two, in less than ten minutes, the dishes were served on the table by the waiter. The fragrance was overflowing and the colors were bright. It was rare for the four of the Chen family to swallow their saliva and move their index fingers.

The dishes are all here, why are you standing still? Picking up a piece of orange twice-cooked pork with chopsticks, and putting it in his mouth, Chen Yu greeted vaguely while chewing: Eat! Eat them all!

Chen Sanke's concentration was insufficient, so she surrendered first, grabbed a big spoon and filled a dozen shrimps, stuffing them into the mouth, leaving saliva at the corners of Gu's mouth.

Eat slowly, don't choke! Chen Yu quickly poured a glass of orange juice and handed it to Chen Sanke.

Hmm... Chen Sanke pointed to her mouth, a little anxious.

You idiot, you can chew it after spitting out a few.

No no no! Chen Sanke shook her head repeatedly.

Okay, then you can hold it in your mouth.

Putting down the orange juice, Chen Yu turned to look at Chen Yike and Chen Erke, and knocked on the table: Will you be full just by looking at it?

Chen Erke wiped the corner of his mouth, took a peek at Chen Yike, couldn't hold on anymore, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a fat sausage, blew the hot air on it, and eagerly put it in his mouth.

Seeing that the two younger sisters had started to eat, Chen Yike sniffed the wafting fragrance, sighed, picked up the chopsticks, and joined the gobble trio.

Chen Sanke, whose mouth was full, became anxious, and reluctantly spat out most of the shrimp in his mouth, chewed the rest, stretched his neck and swallowed it. He narrowed his eyes contentedly.

Third brother, I beg you, eat slowly!

Uh-huh……

Second boy! Seeing that you have never seen the world, you can't eat fish heads!

oh.

Boss, what's the matter with your tragic expression? Beheaded meal?

Brother... Chen Yike swallowed the food in his mouth: I still don't think it's good to be taken care of by a rich woman...

boom!

Chen Yu raised his hand and gave Chen Yike a slap: You still can't fill your mouth with so many dishes.

Brother! I want rice. Chen Erke raised his hand.

No rice, only vegetables!

A bit salty.

drink juice……

half an hour later.

Under the turmoil of the fourth young master of the Chen family, one-third of the dishes on the table were wiped out.

Finished.

The last one to put down the chopsticks was Chen Yike, satisfying her appetite, she lowered her head and touched her swollen belly, with a look of heartache and worry on her face again.

Thousands of dollars, just eat it up.

What's wrong with having all this money?

Her brother is crazy...

Is it delicious? Chen Yu handed out a toothpick and asked.

Chen Yike took it and nodded: It's delicious.

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