hollywood billionaire

Chapter 26 The Heat Bomb
"I'll just watch you eat."

Facing the table full of heat bombs, Zhao Youzhen swallowed and uttered a word with difficulty.

The four walls are decorated with dark brown solid wood that has not been changed since the 50s. The surroundings are full of cadences and accents. The menu placed on the table is a simple black and white text arrangement. The price of steaks every day is directly handwritten by the clerk. go up.Looking out of the window, the Williamsburg Savings Bank is nearby, and the Williamsburg Bridge connecting the Lower East Side and Brooklyn is far away.

Hurrying waiters, noisy conversations, contented laughter, and of course, a large plate of top-quality sirloin steak, Porterhouse Steak, oozing gravy in front of you.

Here is the trunk of New York, the soul of Brooklyn, the treasure of Williamsburg, and the pinnacle of German cuisine.

New York State's No. [-] Steakhouse, Peter Luger.

Founded in 1887 by German-American Peter Ruger, with his nephew Carl Ruger as the chef, the steakhouse has a history of 137 years.

After World War II, with the defeat of Germany, Williamsburg also gradually declined, from a German-Germanic community to a predominantly Hasidic Jewish area.Business plummeted when new residents refused to consume the rump and pork bacon served at Peter Ruger's Steakhouse due to kosher rules.

In 1950, due to declining performance, Peter's son Frederick put the restaurant up for auction. Saul Forman and Seymour Sloyer, two industrialists who opened a metal gift factory across from the restaurant, sold it for $35000. The ultra-low price of the store.The duo, loyal customers of Peter Ruger's Steakhouse for 25 years, hoped to preserve the last spark of traditional Williamsburg culture in decline.Foreman and Sloyer haven't altered any of the traditions, and the classics of deep-fried bacon, German fries, Lemon pie and, of course, the most famous prime sirloin steak have all remained intact.

It is this insistence on traditional delicacy that makes Peter Luger the famous No. [-] steakhouse.

At this moment, all the essence of Peter Luge was presented in front of Zhao Youzhen without reservation.

A small dish of butter is placed on the bottom of the plate, arching the plate full of beef tenderloin in an arc, and all the rich juices seeping from the meat flow in one direction, bubbling, making people feel happy the sound of boiling.All steak-loving diners know that in a restaurant that really knows how to cook steak, if the plate is not so hot that you have to wrap it in a napkin to barely hold it, it is definitely not the best flavor.

"Lady first?"

asked the bearded waiter, who looked more like a butcher than a waiter.

"I don't need it."

"Biggest."

The two spoke at the same time.

"It's impossible for you to let me finish eating alone?" Seeing Zhao Youzhen's wide eyes, Han Yi spread his hands, "Just take a bite, I promise, this will be the most delicious meat you've ever eaten."

The waiter didn't have time to wait for them to push each other, and the back kitchen still had more than ten dishes waiting for him to present.He neatly picked up a medium-ripe piece of meat with a steak knife and put it on Zhao Youzhen's plate, and used a spoon—yes, you read that right, at Peter Luger, they also serve it with special spoons for scooping up the gravy Spoon - Drizzle the beef with the juices.

"Try it." Han Yi looked at the waiter, "Sir, tell her how delicious this piece of beef is."

"Ma'am, I assure you. If you don't think it tastes good..." The waiter made an OK gesture and paused deliberately, "I will kick you both out of this restaurant."

"Don't get me kicked out of the restaurant, haven't started eating yet."

Han Yi, who was amused, took up the conversation.

"Okay, okay, just one bite."

Zhao Youzhen's kindness was hard to resist, so she cut off a small piece of meat and gently put it in her mouth.

Have you ever seen the squinted eyes of a cat eating small dried fish?
Have you ever experienced the endorphins that rush straight to the top of your head when you swallow the first bite of food when you are extremely hungry?

Han Yi saw it from Zhao Youzhen's face.

When she entered, her pupils shrank slightly, and then expanded as if out of focus.The bright and transparent eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist by gravy, making it difficult to see clearly.I don't know if I heard it wrong, Han Yi always felt that with the closing of his lips, he vaguely heard Zhao Youzhen's contented moan from his nasal cavity.

How long have you been hungry?

Han Yi saw that he was full of saliva, and there was a kind of person who enjoyed watching her eat more than eating by himself.

Zhao Youzhen is obviously this kind of person.

"Your ice cream sundae, and cheesecake."

"Thank you, just put it aside."

Han Yi turned to answer the waiter, and when he turned around again, he found that Zhao Youzhen had stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, took out his mobile phone, pointed at the plate, and pressed the camera button.

"It's been a long time... I haven't eaten meat."

The act of taking a commemorative photo was caught on the spot, and a blush full of guilt appeared on Zhao Youzhen's face.While taking the time to chew, he said vaguely.

"Why?" Han Yi was very puzzled, "Are you fasting?"

"To keep in shape."

Zhao Youzhen didn't speak slowly until he completely swallowed the most delicious taste of the world in his mouth.

"I'm particularly prone to gaining weight."

"Oh, yes."

Han Yi rolled his eyes towards the sky, showing a smile that you can believe it or not.

Kate Upton's bust, Candice Swanepoel's waist, and Les Ribeiro's legs.

What are you going to look like?

"I was very fat when I was a child. At the age of 13, I already weighed 160 catties." Zhao Youzhen took a sip of ice water, as if he wanted to use this method to neutralize the fat he had just ingested. The one called 'Fat Pig'. Until the year I graduated from junior high school, I lost more than [-] catties in one summer vacation."

"Fifty catties?" Han Yi raised his voice involuntarily, "How did you do it?!"

"Eat grass every day, and run along the Han River until I can't run anymore. Rest for half an hour, and then run back the same way." When mentioning that experience, Zhao Youzhen's eyes flickered, "At that time, I even had slightly sweeter fruits. I don’t even eat it, so the blood sugar level is very unstable now, and if I eat a little more greasy food, I will feel dizzy.”

"Once, I couldn't help but eat a cheesecake and ended up passing out in the shower...waking up with blood in my mouth."

"Sorry, I don't know." Han Yi sighed softly, and raised his hand to greet the waiter, "Let me order you something with less oil, here is also grilled salmon."

"No, it's okay!"

Zhao Youzhen hastily stretched out his arms to stop Han Yi.

"Already...already eaten, I'll be dizzy anyway." Zhao Youzhen's hesitant expression had a kind of cuteness that didn't match her appearance.She forked another piece of beef tenderloin, and said in her tone that she was not afraid of death, "I'll just lean on the taxi later."

"Don't worry, if something happens, I'm still here."

Looking at Zhao Youzhen who was so greedy, Han Yi couldn't help laughing.Under the gaze of the other party's reproachful eyes, he also selected a piece of fat and juicy meat with a fork, and held it up to Zhao Youzhen.

"cheers."

"cheers."

Zhao Youzhen's astonishing appetite was overwhelmed by the call of the delicious factor in an instant.She also raised the piece of meat in her hand, touched it with Han Yi, and they both put the steak into their mouths at the same time.

"Woah..."

"Hmmm..."

Food moan, and with it foodgasm, is a good description of what the two are doing right now.

The Korean girl in front of her has completely fallen into the trap of high-calorie satisfaction.The tender but still chewy muscle fibers can squeeze out a little more flavorful and fragrant gravy every time they are pulled in the mouth.

It also……

So satisfied!
"Try this again!"

Zhao Youzhen, who insisted on tabooing even at three Michelin stars, was actually inspired by himself to this side, which made Han Yi, a self-proclaimed gourmet, feel a sense of accomplishment.Taking advantage of the victory, he scooped out a huge spoonful of whipped cream from the bowl of dessert, smashed it all over the cheesecake, and handed it to Zhao Youzhen.

This……

A bit too presumptuous, right?
Zhao Youzhen looked at the fresh cream cheesecake in front of him in disbelief, and then looked up at Han Yi.

"Everyone here eats like this." Han Yi pointed back with his thumb, pointing at the diners who were filling the restaurant with seldom pie, walnut pie and chocolate sundae.

"Xiao Zhao, have a spoonful."

Like a weasel warmly paying New Year's greetings, Han Yi lowered his voice and spoke in Chinese.

Zhao Youzhen's starry eyes had betrayed her a long time ago, the girl couldn't wait to pick up the clean silver spoon placed next to her, and put the perfect combination of cream and cake into her mouth.

"What does this taste like!"

To her surprise, the taste in her mouth was indescribable, like someone punched her in the chest with a boxing glove covered in insulin, and her mouth, throat and esophagus were all greasy and stuffy.

This level of sweets is not an enjoyment, but a punishment.

"If you guessed correctly, you haven't eaten sweets in the United States, have you?" Han Yi looked at her with joy, "This is a compulsory course for every Asian in the United States, and it's a food that is so sweet that it explodes... Welcome to America, Xiao Zhao!"

As for Zhao Youzhen, she didn't have the energy to talk to Han Yi, she was already a little dizzy before the spoon was placed on the table.

Mom, look, there are stars in this restaurant.

Zhao Youzhen tried his best to support himself with his elbows on the table, desperately opened his eyes to stay awake, like a child fighting against the strong sedative effect of tooth extraction anesthetic.

Han Yi only glanced at it, then lowered his head and concentrated on handling the food on his plate.

The cheeks are raised up, and there are mosquito coils in the eyes...

It seems quite cute.

Don't dare to look any more.

Han Yi put a small piece of steak into his mouth, thinking silently.

Such subtle silence hovered over the dining table for about a quarter of an hour before Zhao Youzhen was revived.

No, Yujin, who suppressed his appetite, is dead.

The one who came back to life was Yuzhen who let go of her hands and feet and ate her heartily.

Zhao Youzhen solved most of the huge sirloin set meal for two people by himself, and even under Han Yi's guidance, he picked up the T-shaped bone with his bare hands, and ate all the essence attached to it.

"Isn't it good here?"

Han Yi handed Zhao Youzhen a napkin, smiled and blinked.

"Ok!"

Zhao Youzhen's cheeks were flushed with satisfaction, and the corner of his mouth was smiling with joy.She took the napkin and wiped her left hand, but was still licking the remaining gravy on her right hand.

"us……"

Zhao Youzhen's gaze towards Han Yi was full of joy.

"Where are we going to eat next?"

(End of this chapter)