Chapter 118 Food Critic Li Shan
"Leave this matter to me. You can trust me to do it!"
Li Shan said this solemnly before hanging up the phone.
He chuckled softly, not knowing what he was thinking of.
The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of disdain.
...and was quickly filled with irritability.
"What kind of crappy street is this! How come there's not even a parking space?"
Li Shan looked at the cars jammed on both sides of the road and secretly complained that they were lacking in manners.
Then, he finally found an open space at the entrance of a residential area in a remote corner, parked the car and got out.
It took him about 3 or 4 minutes to arrive at the door of a seemingly ordinary little restaurant and look up at the sign.
"Nanjia Bistro? It's really tacky."
He raised his foot and was about to walk in.
“Hey hey hey!”
An old lady in a flowered silk shirt stopped him and said unhappily, "What are you doing? Do you have any manners? Can't you see we are all queuing here?"
Li Shan was caught off guard and turned back in confusion: "Are you talking to me?"
The old lady looked disdainful and asked: "You look so young, but you've become deaf so early?"
Li Shan suddenly felt humiliated.
He hasn't felt this way for a long time since he became famous!
"Auntie, do you know who I am? Let me get in line?"
Even when he went to a famous restaurant or a Michelin three-star restaurant, he never had to queue up. The manager would always greet him politely, fearing that he would say something bad! What did these aunties say? Is he deaf?
Li Shan was so angry that he wanted to explain.
The lady opposite sneered and rolled her eyes: "Oh, who are you? The President of Country M? Do you want us to stand on both sides of the aisle to welcome you?"
Li Shan felt very aggrieved and angry after hearing all these insults.
There were many people nearby laughing in agreement.
Feeling the gazes falling on him, Li Shan's face flushed:
"Okay, okay, it's just queuing!"
He glanced at the store entrance where there was no waiter, walked to the end of the line, and without saying a word, he took out a black leather notebook, picked up a pen and began to write quickly.
“The service awareness is lacking. There is no reception at the door. Such a restaurant…”
As Li Shan wrote, he felt something was wrong.
He didn't even read it out loud, how come these words...
"Ah! What are you doing?"
Li Shan was startled.
Then he realized that there was an old man standing behind him, fanning himself, squinting his eyes and reading out aloud everything he had written down in the notebook. There were many people around listening.
Li Shan quickly closed the notebook: "Who told you to peek? Do you know..."
"Is it illegal? Are you going to call the police to arrest me? Look, that's the police station over there."
The old man continued to fan himself in this not-so-hot weather, looking at Li Shan with a cheerful and good-tempered face, and his words were not soft at all.
Business is important! Business is important! Business is important!
After repeating it silently three times in his mind, Li Shan suppressed his anger and decided not to bother with this group of aunts and uncles for the time being.
Unfortunately, the uncles and aunts had no intention of letting him go.
"Hey young man, from what you wrote, are you the one that people on the Internet say..."
Li Shan was a little embarrassed at first.
Hearing this, he raised his chin: "Yes, I am..."
“…Eating show?”
Li Shan felt as if he was hit on the nose by a fist, and felt dizzy.
After being stunned for several seconds, he loudly refuted:
"I'm a gourmet! A food critic! How could you confuse me with a food blogger?"
Li Shan's anger was nothing to the old man and woman: "What's the difference between a gourmet and a food broadcaster?"
"There is no difference. They all come to eat."
"So it's the same as us?"
"Yeah, hahaha."
“…”
Li Shan was about to faint from anger.
Think about how he was treated in other restaurants. Everyone praised him. It was nothing like now. It was indeed a low-quality small restaurant. Even the diners were of low quality! Finally, the line kept moving forward and soon it was Li Shan's turn.
The two middle-aged women in front of Li Shan stepped in before him and gave the waiter a thumbs-up: "Xiao Qi, this is a great decision. You should have expanded the store a long time ago! Look, our queue time has become shorter today!"
Qi Pei'er nodded with a smile: "Weren't you too busy before? We can't ignore the quality of the dishes for the sake of business."
The aunties immediately nodded and said yes.
Li Shan curled his lips behind him.
He had done his research before coming and knew that this store was actually recording a variety show, and the waitress in front of him was a singer, her name seemed to be Qi Pei'er.
Of course, these are not important. Li Shan’s goal today is to disguise himself as an ordinary diner, and then...
"Xiao Qi, this guy said he was a gourmet or a food critic or something."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The old man waving a fan suddenly popped his head out from behind Li Shan.
Qi Pei'er paused, "Oh? A food critic?"
Li Shan, who had never thought of exposing his identity: !!! He took a deep breath and thought that since it was like this, he might as well speak out.
So, Li Shan raised his hand and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, nodding politely: "Yes, I am. I heard someone recommend a small restaurant with good food nearby, so I came to try it."
"Ohhhh, okay, okay."
Qi Pei'er nodded repeatedly, then called Qi Zhang over and took the guest to his seat.
Li Shan frowned:
"You won't take me there yourself?"
Qi Pei'er was at a loss: "Ah?"
Li Shan emphasized: "I am a food critic, according to the rules..."
"There is still such a rule?"
Qi Pei'er scratched her head and nodded helplessly.
He asked Qi Zhang to help him guard the door first, and he led Li Shan inside.
The noisy and crowded lobby made Li Shan feel disgusted.
When Qi Peier led him to the corner, his dislike reached a peak! "You're just going to let me sit here?"
Li Shan couldn't believe his eyes!
Qi Pei'er was very frank:
"Aren't you alone? This small table should be enough."
“…I’m a food critic!”
“So you eat a lot?”
"never mind."
Li Shan waved his hand, indicating that Qi Pei'er could leave first.
Qi Peier left him a menu: "Okay, take a look yourself, and call me when you order."
She hurried to the kitchen.
"Zhizhi! There's a food critic outside! He doesn't have good intentions!"
Qi Pei'er is an optimist, not a fool.
From the moment Li Shan appeared, she smelled an unusual scent of trouble.
She had acted dumb before on purpose.
Now she also did not forget to come and remind Nanzhi.
Nanzhi, who was busy in front of the stove, paused and said, "Food critic? Okay, I get it."
Then he signaled Qi Pei'er to go about her business and not to worry about it.
After Qi Pei'er left, Xie Yu frowned:
"Really don't worry about it?"
Nanzhi slowly took out a chicken from the deep pot.
She was very careful in her movements to avoid breaking the chicken skin and affecting the taste.
"Well, never mind, just do our job."