monster detective

Chapter 315 The Miserable French Chef

It was also the first time for the little assistant to come to this place. Although her family conditions were not bad, she would not come to such a place for consumption because of her family education.

"Sir, Ma'am... Would you like to dine at the revolving restaurant on the top floor, or in the hall downstairs?" A waiter ran over and asked respectfully.

"We'll just be downstairs..." the little assistant said hastily.

The revolving restaurant is a one-on-one service, one cook per table, cooking for the guests himself, it is not a simple service problem, the price is at least three times more expensive.

Letian looked at the little assistant.

"Have you ever been to a revolving restaurant?" he asked.

The little assistant shook his head.

"Then why don't you go see and see?" Le Tian asked.

The little assistant looked at Le Tian, ​​and she put her mouth next to Le Tian's ear and whispered: "The price of the revolving restaurant is several times more expensive than that of the lobby... In fact, everything is the same."

Lotte blinked.

"Oh... let's go to the revolving restaurant." He nodded.

The little assistant was speechless, is this guy deaf?
The waiter nodded and immediately went to make arrangements for Le Tian, ​​while a waitress led Le Tian to the elevator.

"Are you crazy? Are you panicking with money?" the little assistant asked in a low voice.

"I think they are going to be beaten to death anyway, so it's better to let them fight more freely." Le Tian replied.

The little assistant stared blankly at Lotte.

"You...you have no money?" She asked in surprise.

"Yes." Lotte nodded.

"How many?" The little assistant's heart sank slowly.

"Five hundred!" Lotte replied.

The little assistant took a deep breath and was speechless for a long time.

The elevator door opened.

"Two distinguished guests, please..." the waiter said with a bow.

The little assistant didn't move, but Le Tian grabbed her hand and walked in.

The environment here is a bit more elegant, not as gorgeous as the one downstairs, but exuding a high-end taste. There is a separate stove in front of a table, and a fat foreigner is standing inside.

Looking around, Letian can almost have a bird's-eye view of most of Shanhai City, and this view alone is worth a fortune.

The little assistant didn't have such thoughts, she was still wondering if there was enough money in her salary card.

"Two distinguished guests, this way please..."

The chef spoke in poor Mandarin.

Letian took the little assistant and sat over, sitting in front of the chef.

"Two, please order..." The chef handed over a menu.

Lotte flipped through, what the hell is this menu?all in english...

"Well... this, this, this... all three pages, and these... the next page is also for me."

The little assistant's heart almost stopped. Does this guy really want to finish this meal?

If you jump from here... you should die easily!
The chef nodded and started cooking.

A foreign woman stood beside him to help him, and the two exchanged a few words in foreign languages ​​from time to time.

"Who are you?" Le Tian looked at the chef.

"I'm French!" replied the chef.

"Are the French very professional in cooking French meals?" Lotte continued to ask.

The cook nodded.

"I'm the most professional!" He pointed to himself.

"Do you eat wild animals there?" Letian seemed to have nothing to say.

The little assistant let out a long sigh at the side. It was originally a happy mood, but now it's all abolished...

what to do?For those things that Lotte ordered just now, my salary for a year is probably not enough!
She looked at Letian who was still chatting happily with the chef, and she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

Letian didn't seem to notice the change of the little assistant at all, he was still chatting with the chef.

"Dear guest, let me tell you... In fact, you Chinese people still don't know that there is a delicacy in this world that is incomparable to anything else. I have only eaten it once... I hope I can still eat it in my lifetime." The French chef said excitedly.

"Oh? Impossible... There is nothing in the world that we Chinese people don't eat, and naturally there is no food that we don't know about! You may mean that most people don't know about it? You are underestimating us." Lotte snorted.

The French chef took a look and immediately took out a photo.

"Honored guest... have you seen this thing?" he asked.

Le Tian glanced at it nonchalantly, and he suddenly froze.

The photo is actually a black devil snake?
"The taste of this thing is so delicious, it is not comparable to the taste of any other snakes! Unfortunately... this thing is very rare, and it takes a lot of courage to catch it, because this thing is called in our place For the devil!" said the French chef.

This was a bit beyond Le Tian's expectations.

"Where did you get this snake?" Le Tian asked.

"In the south... I got it on a trip to India when my friend and I lost our way on an expedition and we strayed into a mysterious tribe where we experienced Something very strange happened..." the French chef said slowly.

His eyes have been fixed on the food in front of him, and it is obvious that the cooking of these Western dishes is also very important.

The first dish was finished, and Letian looked at the food in front of him speechlessly, which was only one bite at most. He seriously doubted that the ones he just ordered could not even fill one person's stomach.

The little assistant was attracted by the fragrant foie gras, and she simply forgot about the trouble of not having enough money for the time being. Anyway, there was a man by her side, and if she couldn't do it, she would make a couple with this man.

After taking a sip slowly, the little assistant sighed, you really get what you pay for.

Letian swallowed the thing in front of him in one gulp. He didn't seem to be very interested in food, but was more interested in what the French chef said.

"What have you been through?" he asked.

"That tribe is full of women... It's strange, these women are very powerful in fighting... A few of our men were easily shot down, and then we were taken back to their tribe, my God...that night was really me The most painful memory, I was actually raped by more than thirty women..."

The French chef looks like he ate shit.

"Isn't that a very happy thing?" The little assistant snorted.

"Wrong wrong wrong... If it was three women, then I would be very happy, but thirty... It's not happiness, it's torture! They fed me a strange herb to keep me excited I can tell that their purpose is to mate and give birth!" said the French chef.

(End of this chapter)