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? Yesterday, I dreamed again I went to Ziyu Private Kitchen (pronounciation) for dinner, and saw that the female boss was busy talking to customers at the bar, so I waited in line behind the customer.
This is my second visit to Ziyu Private Kitchen. The last time I came, I thought the food here was delicious and the place was elegant, so I came here again.
I saw a lot of people sitting in the small room, they seemed to be tourists.
The female boss started to greet me after talking with the customer in front of me. I pointed to the thing in the big pot on her right and said to have a bowl, so the female boss began to serve me. The soup inside is a yellow clear soup with relatively high visibility, and the bottom of the pot is brown with some unknown meat. Think it should be a good thing.
The female boss used a very small bowl, and she only served me a piece of meat. I looked at it and thought that this was too delicate and too little. The soup bowl I used was much bigger than this one, and the amount of this was at most a passing old wine bowl. But that's the only way to do it.
I sat on a side table with a bowl in my hand and drank it. It tasted salty and fresh, and I didn¡¯t feel so surprised. The amount is small, can't bear to eat, and it will be gone after a few mouthfuls.
After I finished eating, I went to the bar to find the female boss to pay the bill. Unexpectedly, the female boss quoted me more than 200 yuan. I gave her a dozen or twenty yuan, and the female boss gave me a signal to the people around me. What I understand is that there are tourists around, and she wants to take the opportunity to kill her. I pretend to give her money, and she will return it to me later. I thought about it, forget it, so I said to transfer two hundred to her first, and talk about it later. After I finished speaking, seeing the female boss¡¯s expression suddenly became happy, I thought badly, maybe it can¡¯t be like this, if she regrets later after the money is paid, what if she doesn¡¯t give it to me, then she will kill me !
Perhaps she saw my hesitation, so she began to introduce the contents of her soup, saying that it was all good stuff, and that there was boy urine in it. When I heard the boy pee, I became sick, thinking why she didn't say it earlier, if she said that she had this thing, who would drink her shitty soup. It's also my fault that I didn't ask the price in advance when ordering something. It's not like people say how much is how much after you finish eating, it's too dark! I am not willing to give the more than two hundred. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com