Wang Ni was still thinking about that overpowering fragrance from earlier, and couldn't help but advise her:
"We're already here, we can't just leave now, can we? Besides, I've never smelled anything that smells so good before—why don't you try it? If you don't like it, I'll pay for it."
Wang Ni comes from a wealthy family and works at a company because she doesn't want to stay at home like a shut-in. She usually drives a Mercedes-Benz G-Class to and from get off work, so she genuinely thinks the price is reasonable.
The colleagues nearby, also thinking about the aroma from earlier, began to chime in:
"Yeah, if all else fails, we can split the bill. That dish was so delicious."
"Look at the decor of this place, it's worth it even if it's a bit expensive. It only costs 700 yuan for the eleven of us. I can just skip buying one less cosmetic item this month."
"That's right, isn't the point of going out for a meal to have a good time? I just want to eat the braised pork with yellow wine that we just had. We can't afford the abalone that costs over nine thousand, but can't we have the braised pork?"
"No, if the manager finds out, he'll definitely yell at me when he gets here."
Liu Qingqing looked dejected, but there was no way to change the time and place now, so she could only accept her bad luck.
"Then let's have two 3,800-yuan set meals. If that's not possible, we can split the rest."
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Department manager Ma Qiu arrived late. He was a middle-aged man over forty years old. Years of attending banquets had made him look a little overweight, earning him the nickname "Polo".
"Xiao Liu, the restaurant you chose has a decent ambiance, but the price..."
Ma Qiutong, maintaining an air of superiority, looked at Liu Qingqing with some disapproval:
"Young people should learn from the experience of their seniors. You see what I say in every meeting..."
Liu Qingqing grimaced, secretly vowing never to eat at this shady restaurant again.
When the earthenware pot was served, the whole table fell silent.
Everyone at the table couldn't resist and picked up a piece of meat to eat, experiencing the same satisfaction and intoxication.
There are no fancy tricks or fancy techniques; it's just the purest meaty texture. With each solid bite, your mouth is filled with the aroma of meat and wine. What's even more remarkable is that it's not greasy like fatty meat, but rather has just the right amount of oiliness.
It was a sense of satisfaction that welled up from the bottom of one's heart, making one want to exclaim aloud:
Meat!
Meat! !
Meat! ! !
This is a feast for the stomach.
In the end, the entire table of food was eaten clean, and even the last bit of soup ended up in Ma Qiutong's bowl.
This is the first time since the gathering that everyone has truly finished their meals.
Ma Qiutong, toothpick in his mouth, slowly patted his belly, looking like a satiated ball, his attitude completely changed:
"Xiao Liu, you young people these days have such a keen eye for discovering new things, that's excellent. I'll definitely give you a special shout-out at the next meeting. Get the expenses reimbursed by finance this time, and I'll leave the planning for future dinners to you!"
Liu Qingqing didn't even have time to think about the meaning behind it. She was holding the steamed millet with egg, milk, pumpkin, and rice, drinking it spoonful by spoonful, wishing she could slap herself hard.
You didn't order enough!
I should have ordered the 9,800 one!
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