Chapter 118 Food Critic Li Shan
“Leave this matter to me, you can rest assured that I will do the work!”
Li Shan finished his vow before hanging up the phone.
I don’t know what he thought of, and he chuckled softly.
The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses are full of disdain.
...and was quickly filled with rage.
"What a broken street! Why is there no parking space?"
Li Shan looked at the cars jammed on both sides of the road and cursed at his lack of quality.
Then, he finally found an open space at the door of a residential area in a corner, parked and got off the car.
It took him about 3 or 4 minutes to arrive at the door of a seemingly ordinary small restaurant and looked up at the signboard.
"Nan's Little Restaurant? It's really boring."
He raised his feet and was about to walk in.
“Hey, hey, hey!”
An aunt in a floral silk shirt stopped him and said displeasedly:
“What are you doing! Do you have any quality? I didn’t see it. Shall we all line up here?”
Li Shan, who was stopped off guard, turned around in confusion:
“Are you talking to me?”
The aunt looked disdainful:
“Looking at such a young person, such a Have you been deaf for a long time?”
Li Shan suddenly felt humiliated.
He hasn't felt this way for a long time since he became famous!
"Auntie, do you know who I am? Want me to queue up?"
Even if he went to a famous restaurant or a Michelin-starred restaurant, he had never queued up. It was always the manager. He welcomed him in politely, for fear that he would say a bad word!
What did these aunts say? Is he deaf?
Li Shan was so angry that he wanted to defend himself.
The aunt opposite sneered twice and rolled her eyes:
"Oh, who are you? The President of Country M? Do you want us to stand on both sides to welcome you?"
One pass Holding a gun and a stick, Li Shan was frustrated and angry.
Many people laughed in agreement.
Feeling the eyes falling on him, Li Shan’s face turned red:
"Okay, okay, it's just a queue!"
He glanced at the door of the store where there was no waiter, came to the end of the queue, took out a black leather notebook without saying a word, picked up the pen and started writing. Write.
“There is a lack of service awareness, and there is no welcome reception at the door. Such a restaurant...”
Li Shan wrote as he wrote, feeling that something was wrong.
He didn't read it out loud at all, why are these words...
"Ah! What are you doing?"
Li Shan was startled.
Only then did he realize that there was an old man holding a fan standing behind him. He was squinting his eyes and reading out all the words he had written down in his notebook. There were many people around him listening.
Li Shan hurriedly closed the notebook:
"Who asked you to peek, do you know..."
"Is it illegal? Do you want to call the police to arrest me? Well, that's the police station over there."
The uncle continued to shake his fan in this not-so-hot weather, looking at Li Shan with a cheerful and good-tempered face, What he said was not soft at all.
Business matters! Business matters! Business matters!
After reciting it silently three times in his mind, Li Shan suppressed his anger and decided not to argue with these aunts and uncles for the time being.
Unfortunately, the uncles and aunts had no intention of letting him go.
"Hey young man, listen to what you wrote, are you the one mentioned on the Internet..."
Li Shan was originally a little embarrassed.
Hearing this, I lifted my chin up:
"Yes, I am..."
"...Mukbang?"
Li Shan felt as if he was hit by a fist on the bridge of his nose, and felt dizzy for a while.
After being stunned for several seconds, he retorted loudly:
“It’s a gourmet! A food critic! How can you confuse me with mukbang?”
Li Shan’s anger Not worth mentioning in the eyes of uncles and aunts:
“What is the difference between a gourmet and a mukbang?”
"It's no different, they all come to eat."
"Is that the same as us?" "Yes, hahaha."
"..."< br>
Li Shan was about to faint.
Thinking about the treatment he usually gets when he goes to other stores, everyone praises him. How is it like now?
As expected, it is a low-level small restaurant, even the standard of diners is equally low!
Finally, the team kept moving forward, and soon it was Li Shan’s turn.
The two aunts in front of Li Shan stepped in before him and gave a thumbs up to the waiter in the store:
"Xiao Qi, this is a good decision of yours. Morning We should open a bigger store! Look, our queue time has shortened today!”
Qi Pei'er nodded with a smile:
"Weren't you too busy before? You can't ignore the quality of the dishes for the sake of business."
The aunts immediately nodded and said that was the case.
Li Shan pouted from behind.
He had already done some research before he came, and knew that this store was actually recording a variety show, and the waiter in front of him was a singer, and his name seemed to be Qi Pei'er.
Of course, these are not important. Li Shan's purpose today is to pretend to be an ordinary diner, and then...
"Xiao Qi, this person said he is a gourmet or a food critic or something."
< br>The head of the old man shaking the fan suddenly appeared from behind Li Shan.
Qi Pei'er smiled:
"Oh? Food critic?"
Li Shan, who had no intention of exposing his identity:! ! !
He took a deep breath and thought that since that was it, he might as well spread his words.
So, Li Shan raised his hand, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and nodded politely:
"Yes, I am. I heard someone recommended a small restaurant with good taste nearby, so I came to try it. Try.”
“Oh, oh, ok, ok.”
Qi Pei'er nodded repeatedly, then called Qi Zhang over and brought the guests to their seats.
Li Shan frowned:
"You won't take me there yourself?"
Qi Pei'er was confused:
"Huh?"
Li Shan emphasized:
"I am a food critic, and according to the rules..."
"Is there such a rule?"
Qi Pei'er scratched her head and nodded helplessly.
He asked Qi Zhang to watch the door for him first, and then led Li Shan inside.
The bustling and crowded lobby made Li Shan feel disgusted.
When Qi Pei'er led him to the corner, this dislike reached a peak!
“You just, let me sit here?”
Li Shan couldn’t believe his eyes!
Qi Pei'er is very calm:
"Aren't you alone? This small table should be enough."
"...I am a food critic!"
"So you eat a lot?"
< br>"Forget it."
Li Shan waved his hand, indicating that Qi Pei'er could leave first.
Qi Pei'er left the menu for him:
"Okay, you can decide it yourself and call me after you order."
She hurriedly walked straight to the kitchen.
"Zhizhi! There is a food reviewer coming from outside! He is not a good person!"
Qi Pei'er is an optimist, not a fool.
From the moment Li Shan appeared, she smelled an unusual smell of trouble.
She had done it deliberately before by pretending to be stupid.
Now she doesn’t forget to come to remind Nanzhi.
Nanzhi, who was busy in front of the stove, paused:
"Food critic? Okay, I understand."
Then she motioned to Qi Pei'er to go about her business and not to worry.
After Qi Pei'er left, Xie Yu frowned:
"Really don't need to worry about it?"
Nan Zhi slowly took out a chicken from the deep pot.
She moved very carefully to prevent the chicken skin from breaking and affecting the taste.
"Well, don't worry about it, just do our thing."