Meow Ba

Chapter 98 Invitation

"Sir, I'm sorry, there is no meal service today."

Those who can knock on the window glass politely are naturally not those fat black men. Robert raised his head and saw an old man in a gray cashmere sweater standing in front of him—his lips were a little thin, tightly pressed, revealing rigor.

"I'm not here to eat."

"I'm interested in you."

"Oh?"

Raising his eyebrows, Robert wiped the plates one by one with a clean napkin and put them in the cupboard, while waiting for the old man's next words.

"What you should be cooking just now is a caviar meal, using white sturgeon caviar from the Caspian Sea. Judging from the number of meals and the distribution of dishes, it should be a French meal, and it is a traditional French meal. Feast."

"The first dish is pure caviar with champagne, and the second dish is clam chowder. You used salmon bones. In fact, clam chowder should be boiled with a one-to-one mixture of cream and butter..."

"Please continue."

The old man's judgment shocked Robert. He quickly stopped what he was doing, took out a round stool from the dining car and placed it beside the old man, poured another glass of water for the old man, and took out his shorthand and pencil from the dining car, respectfully stood in front of the old man.

Just now when Robert was making the dishes, he didn’t see the figure of the old man, but the old man seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, and he was able to point out the defects in Robert’s dishes. There is only one possibility. When it comes to dishes, you can judge the ingredients and methods by smelling a little taste.

The old man was not polite either. He sat down on the round stool that Robert had wiped clean, and took the water glass that Robert handed over—it was not a short distance from the Newport Bay Yacht Hotel to the parking lot, and the old man was a little tired.

"You also have a little problem with your third dish of Longli fish fillet with black caviar..."

After taking a sip of water, the old man continued to comment, judging all the dishes that Robert made today, hearing Robert nodding repeatedly, and the pencil rubbing against the shorthand pad made fine sounds.

This made the corners of the old man's mouth slightly curled up, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly - there are not many young people who are so studious, and I didn't expect to meet one during the vacation.

Thinking of this, the old man drank the clear water in the water glass, took out a business card from his arms, and handed it to Robert.

"Ok?"

Robert, who was still thinking, raised his head in a daze, staring blankly at the old man and the business card handed over by the old man.

"Although your cooking skills are immature, your innovation ability is not bad. The sixth salad uses wheatgrass and Longguo pancakes with caviar are good ideas."

"If you want, you can find me at the address on the business card."

"I'm getting old and I need an apprentice."

Inserting the business card into the shorthand notebook in Robert's hand, the old man stood up and walked slowly along the seaside promenade.

Robert watched the old man leave, and then held the business card in front of him—his eyes immediately widened involuntarily, and his heart beat wildly involuntarily.

In front of Robert, there were only two simple lines on the white business card: Bernardine Restaurant, Gilbert Lee Coates.

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"Orange, keep up!"

Although it was called a two-two activity, Ron was still caught by the young man, called by Catherine, and walked slowly along the coastal trail.

The slightly drunk sunshine brought a slight sea breeze blowing through his beard, the pebbles under his feet massaged the soles of his feet, there were white seabirds rising and falling in the distance from time to time, and there was a girl's crisp laughter beside him, Ron felt quite good at this moment.

Naturally, Catherine and Molly are not the only ones walking on the coastal trail, and many families like to go out on such a sunny weekend—the beach of Newport Bay is full of tents of different colors, and many young couples accompany them Watching the baby play on the beach, of course there are also boys and girls.

For example, right now, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy with a mohawk-like hairstyle is standing in front of Catherine and Molly. He is dressed in a non-mainstream way, and he looks like a punk.

"Hey girls, would you like to play a game with me?"

The boy held a deck of playing cards in his hand, his nimble fingers fluttered, and the playing cards in his hands were like living things. At the same time, his eyes kept sweeping over the skirts of Catherine and Molly intentionally or unconsciously.

"..."

Despise you!The kid who wants to pick up girls!

Pulling his ears, Ron, who was at Catherine's feet, squinted contemptuously - since Molly joined the Diesel family, Catherine would buy two sets of all clothes, and today she and Molly wore shirts and cashmere sweaters with small bow ties , the short pleated skirt on the lower body and the long tube of bubble socks just formed an absolute field, especially Catherine and Molly have very different temperaments, which are absolutely eye-catching.

"How to play?"

"You can choose a card arbitrarily, and after the cards are shuffled, I will draw."

"If I win the lottery, I win, and promise me a small request."

"If I don't draw, I will lose, and I promise you a small request."

Catherine asked, and immediately the Mohawk boy seemed to be pumped up and became excited-Ron looked at the Mohawk boy with a sharp increase in male hormones, and became more and more contemptuous.

But having said that, this kind of street magic is still very technical, at least more challenging than the large-scale magic performed on the stage. After all, the distance is closer, and it is easy to be seen through if you are not careful.

"Okay, I'll pick the Queen of Hearts."

After coming out to play, Catherine smiled and hugged Molly, picked a card from the Mohican boy, showed it to the Mohigan boy, then took the whole deck of cards, and quickly shuffled it—although there was no After special training, Catherine's slender white palms fluttered up and down, and there was still a hint of neat beauty.

"It's your turn."

"it's him!"

After shuffling it several times, Catherine handed the shuffled cards back to the Mohican boy, and then the Mohican boy took out a card neatly without even looking at it and held it between his index finger and middle finger—it was Catherine who picked the card at the beginning. Good heart Q.

However, Ron, who was squatting on the ground, could see clearly that the Mohican boy just randomly drew a card from the cards, and then replaced the card with the Queen of Hearts prepared in advance. There are two queens of hearts in the card.

"Looks like I won."

"My little request is to invite the two of you to barbecue with us."

Following the eyes of the Mohican boy, there are several tents on the beach not far away, and five or six non-mainstream teenagers are busy around a barbecue pit.

"No, there are two of us, and Molly is coming too."

Just after lunch, Catherine obviously didn't want to participate in the party of non-mainstream teenagers. She rolled her eyes and pushed Molly to her front—the Mohawk boy was full of confidence in his skills, and he smiled and handed out the playing cards.

It's a pity that he didn't notice Ron who was squatting on the ground—since Catherine didn't want to participate, Ron, who had already seen through, would naturally not allow the Mohican boy to change his cards successfully.

When the Mohican boy drew a card from the shuffled cards for the second time, Ron jumped up suddenly, and his hairy claws slapped his palm, and immediately the playing cards fell to the ground one after another, and two Aces of diamonds just jumped out...

　Thanks for the reward from 16341918, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)