
“You are obviously a poor man. Have you ever eaten a fruit salad? Do you know how to make it? Rich people like me not only eat often, but I can too. I really hate you poor people who only know how to boast. ”
Yang Chen smiled coldly and scolded Qingfeng Li.
He is very petty and likes to take revenge, even for the smallest things. Qingfeng Li criticized him because he did not brush his teeth and his smelly mouth polluted the air. He then said Qingfeng Li was a poor man and did not know how to make fruit salad.
As the general manager of Tian-Hua Mall, Yang Chen was quite familiar with fruit salads. He has learned to make it in restaurants abroad.
Fruit salad comes from the west. It is best eaten in western countries such as France, Germany, Denmark, and Italy. Yang Chen learned how to make a fruit salad at a French Michelin restaurant.
Fruit salad is a high-end meal. Only nobles and the rich could enjoy it. Of course one could enjoy it as long as he was rich in Hua Xia.
However, the fruit salad in Hua Xia is not original, and is not as good as in France.
Yang Chen knew that women liked fruit salads the most, not only because of its sweet taste, but it also helped with weight loss. So it's a woman's favorite.
So he was going to say he could make a fruit salad to show off in front of Xue Lin, and also ridicule Qingfeng Li.
Regarding Yang Chen's bragging, Qingfeng Li understood him clearly. However, this person chose the wrong opponent. Who is Qingfeng Li? He was the Wolf King of the underworld and had tasted food from all over the world. He also knows how to make it.
Even great sharks in the ocean can be used as a delicious dish, let alone fruit salad.
Qingfeng Li's face was gloomy, and her eyes shone with a cold color. He would punish Yang Chen mercilessly.
“Yang Chen, you said you know how to make fruit salad?” Qingfeng Li smiled coldly and asked.
“Of course, I used to work at a three Michelin star French restaurant and the fruit salad there was the best.” Yang Chen raised his head slightly and self-esteem was written all over his face.
Seeing Yang Chen's arrogant look, Qingfeng Li really wanted to kick him. But then he thought, it would be too much fun for him just by kicking. I would use fruit salad to insult him.
Stepping on the thing that the enemy is most proud of must feel really good.
“I forgot to tell you, actually I can make a fruit salad too. Even the Queen of England said it was delicious. ” Qingfeng Li smiled thinly and said.
Whahuh? You can make a fruit salad, and the Queen of England says it's delicious? Pahs. Yang Chen shook his head, his face full of disdain.
Who do you think you are, Catherine's salad queen? If I can't check your facts, you start bullshit? Even the people around looked at Qingfeng Li and hated her, let alone Yang Chen. They think he's saying shit.
“My husband, don't brag, okay?” Xue Lin's pretty face flushed red. He bit his silver-white teeth, and felt a little embarrassed.
She also felt her husband was a little bragging. You said you've tried fruit salad. Xue Lin probably believed so. But now you say that you know how to make it, and that the Queen of England has tried your fruit salad. Isn't that bullshit?
Seeing the crowd around not believing he could make a fruit salad, Qingfeng Li slightly frowned. Moreover, when he saw Xue Lin was also in disbelief, he was somewhat depressed.
You all can't believe I can make a fruit salad. I'll make it today and show it to you. Qingfeng Li decided to show it and let them know of her talent.
“What joke. If you can make a fruit salad, then the sun will rise in the west. ”
Yang Chen's face was full of disdain, and his eyes were full of disbelief, thinking that he was saying nonsense.
It is very difficult to make fruit salad. Ordinary people cannot do it at all. Only those who study in foreign restaurants can understand a little about this method.
“Yang Chen, do you want to bet. We will each make a plate of fruit salad. Whoever makes the plate worse will lose. And the loser will run naked in the mall. Dare to do? ”
Qingfeng Li smiled coldly and expressed her thoughts.
The stakes are a bit high. Hearing Qingfeng Li's words, Yang Chen's facial expression suddenly changed.
After all, Yang Chen was the general manager of Tian Hua Mall. All the merchants and customers in the mall know him. If he ran in the mall naked, it would be a great shame. He can't stay at the mall and has to leave.
But the opposing side is said to be competing with him and making fruit salads. This made Yang Chen's face become happy because the most he knew was how to make a fruit salad.
“Didn't you say you can make a fruit salad? Well, why not bet with me? Coward.”
Qingfeng Li glanced at Yang Chen, her face full of disdain.
Who do you call a coward?
“Of course it's you. Small chicken.”
“Bags, I'll bet with you. Whoever loses will run to the mall naked. ”
Yang Chen's brows furrowed and instantly accepted the bet.
I work at a three-Michelin-starred French restaurant, and I am very familiar with fruit salads. You will definitely lose if you bet with me. Yang Chen was a little proud in his heart.
Hearing the bet between Qingfeng Li and Yang Chen, the crowd showed interest all over the face.
They were the owners and employees of the mall and of course they knew Yang Chen. Yang Chen had also worked in the One Arrow Through Heart Fruit Salad shop. The fruit salad she made was really good.
“Who is this guy who dares to compete with manager Chen in making fruit salad. He really has a death wish. ”
“Good. Manager Chen once worked at a French restaurant. I've tried it before. The fruit salad he made was really good. ”
“This guy's fucked. He might have to run naked later. ”
People around a lot. Their view on Qingfeng Li was filled with criticism, thinking that she was overconfident.
Hearing the words of the crowd, Xue Lin's cold and elegant face slightly changed. His thin and long eyelashes flickered, slightly worried. He had never seen Qingfeng Li make a fruit salad before and did not think he could make one.
“Or let's go. Don't compete with him. ” Xue Lin's red lips curved slightly and whispered to Qingfeng Li.
He did not want Qingfeng Li to lose face here. If Qingfeng Li lost, she would have to run naked through the mall. If anyone else knew her husband was running naked in the mall, she would be very embarrassed.
“You don't believe I'll win?” Seeing Xue Lin's expression, Qingfeng Li knew that she did not believe him.
“Not that I don't trust you. It is very difficult to make a good fruit salad. You never learn it, how you can do it. I'm doing it for your own good. I don't want you to lose face when you're naked. ”
“Convinced. I know how to make fruit salad. ”
“Even if you do, you are not necessarily winning.”
“Do not worry. I'll win.”
Qingfeng Li smiled faintly and blinked at Xue Lin, her face full of confidence.
To be sure, Catherine's World Fruit Salad Queen was Qingfeng Li's teacher. The woman who made the best fruit salad in the world bequeathed her skills to Qingfeng Li to thank her for saving her life.
Competing to make a fruit salad with Qingfeng Li was like showing off a skill in front of an actual master: a death wish.