Fatty Zhu smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and bumped into Tang Shengyuan's shoulder.

"That won't do. If I increase the dosage for you, it will be unfair to Mr. Zhao and the others. Since you can lose weight, Fatty Zhu, just be happy. You should take care of your health."

As the two were talking, the waiter came up with three pots of prepared cold tomatoes.

The three small food carts attracted the attention of almost everyone in the restaurant, and the cameras of several live broadcasts were immediately focused on the food carts.

"The exciting moment has arrived. Now it's my turn to watch others look like they've never seen the world before after finishing their dishes."

Fatty Zhu lay on the railing, grinning with a look of evil amusement.

Tang Shengyuan looked at Fatty Zhu and shook his head speechlessly.

"Come on, come on, I have to take a good look at what these overpriced salad tomatoes look like."

Everyone stared at the plates, which were covered with a golden cover when the waiter brought them.

"So excited! I'm ready to eat melons, cigarettes, beer, and eight-treasure porridge. Please put your feet down."

The onlookers in the live broadcast room were also extremely happy. It was rare for a restaurant to be so brave as to cheat people with tomatoes.

Inside were the dishes that everyone was curious about. The waiter lifted the cover, shook it ceremoniously, and then opened it.

The white cold air suddenly dissipated, revealing a blooming tomato flower on the plate with white sugar sprinkled in the middle.

cut!

After seeing the scene inside, people at the scene and on the Internet all expressed disdain.

"I've been so excited, and this is it? Just this?"

The audience in the live broadcast room and on site were in an uproar, feeling angry and amused.

The whole thing made my blood boil, I really thought it was something extraordinary.

"Hahaha, Tang Shengyuan, you're really getting old and confused. Why hype up a side dish like tomatoes when there are so many other things to hype up."

When Huang Zhenghao saw the cold-mixed tomatoes in the live broadcast room, he laughed so hard that he slammed the table and almost got a stitch in his side.

After laughing, he didn't forget to send a message to his assistant, telling him to organize the internet trolls and beat the shit out of him if he said it tasted good.

The diners at tables six, ten, and fifteen all looked unhappy when they saw the dishes on their plates.

Feeling like they were being fooled in public, everyone looked at each other, and picked up a piece of tomato with chopsticks in disbelief.

Anyway, I'll give my review after I eat it.

Slowly put the tomato slices coated with sugar into your mouth.

As the slightly chilled tomato slices touch the tip of the tongue, the juice melts immediately, and the sour and sweet taste of plum blossoms blooms in the mouth.

Hmm...this smell?!

The few people who ate tomatoes immediately performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing show.

The mobile phone that was broadcasting live was facing their faces and filming them, and the comments in the live broadcast room also stopped briefly at this time.

What's that expression? It's like he won millions.

“Is it delicious or not?”

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