Chapter 51 (1/2)
Chapter 51: The Flimsy Friendship
“What should we eat? French cuisine? Thai cuisine? Sichuan cuisine? Or Cantonese cuisine?”
When food was mentioned, the baby kitten’s eyes sparkled a little more and gave an even more appealing shine.
Li Junyu’s eyes darkened and he stared at her. He blurted out four words, “What would you like?”
“I don’t mind anything, so long as it’s not too bland.”
Ruan Mengmeng favored spicy and strong-flavored food.
As she thought of Li Junyu’s pretentious tendencies, he would surely bring her to high-class restaurants that were even more luxurious than the ones he usually indulged in. When she thought about it, the gluttony inside of her intensified.
Little did she know…
After an hour, when Ruan Mengmeng saw the waiter serving the final dish of the night which was a small pot of stewed dish, she was all choked up and at a loss for words.
The first few dishes devastated her and she tried her best to hold herself back from bursting into tears.
She could not help but ask, “What about this, what is it?”
The waiter carefully placed the stewed dish in front of her. The moment when the lid was lifted, he politely introduced the dish. “This is the town shop treasure of our restaurant, Gold Fleck Spinach Jade Little Stew Pot.”
‘Gold Fleck Spinach Jade Little Stew Pot?!’
When Ruan Mengmeng heard the dish name, she knew something was amiss.
She looked into the stew pot and there it was. Amidst the clear stock, an entire mini cabbage laid in it.
A few layers of finely sliced turkey ham floated displayed the excellent knife work.
Alas, that was the Gold Fleck Spinach Jade Little Stew Pot!!!
The moment when the waiter was done serving the dishes and left the private dining room, Ruan Mengmeng’s crabby face stared at the indifferent man.
“I said I didn’t want any bland food, so why did you bring me to this Huaiyang restaurant? I’m fine with eating Huaiyang cuisine, but at least order some red braised pork belly, or braised pork ball in brown sauce. What are all these dishes that you ordered? Are they even made for human consumption?”
They had an entire table full of bland soupy vegetable dishes that were deemed the so-called town shop treasure of the restaurant.
If she had to pick, she would much rather eat boiled cabbage than to spend a fortune on those dishes!
The level of anticipation she had for this meal was exactly the amount of disappointment that she felt.