The small villa looks inconspicuous from the outside. Especially in the snowy winter, it looks particularly desolate and dilapidated.

But when they came inside, they found that inside and outside were two different.

The main door opens in the middle of the entire building, and the door is a living room of more than 100 square meters. The roof, sofa and all furniture adopt simple and clear geometric lines, and the lamps with geometric lines make the entire living room simple and bright, giving people a particularly comfortable feeling.

They did not stop in the living room. The young and handsome waiter told Mengxier that dinner was ready and they could go directly to the restaurant to have a meal.

Meng Xier turned around and said to Zhou Dalin and Yu Qian: "Let's go, let's have a meal. When we flew here from Beijing, we only had some fast food on the plane at noon. You must be very hungry."

After saying that, he took them to the corridor on the right side of the living room.

The innermost part on the right is the kitchen, and there are two doors on the left side of the corridor. Mengxier opened the innermost door. It was a rectangular room with a rectangular table in the middle, covered with snow-white tablecloths. There were three copper candlesticks in the middle, each candlestick was inserted, with three candlesticks in the middle, and low on both sides, like a fork, and antique.

The decoration of the entire restaurant is in the medieval European style, with complex decoration patterns and floating withering, which contrasts with people's gloomy feeling and the simple style outside.

Meng Xier first sat at the top of the rectangular dining table and said to Zhou Dalin and Yu Qian: "You can sit there casually."

Zhou Dalin and Yu Qian sat on both sides of Mengxier, one on the left and one on the right.

Before sitting down, he looked around and asked Mengxier: "This restaurant is so gloomy and terrifying, won't it affect your appetite?"

"What is gloomy and terrifying?" Mengxier said very dissatisfiedly, "This is solemn, do you understand? For us Germans, dining is a very solemn thing. God has given us food, and we should thank the Lord for enjoying food with a pious attitude, not making noise or wasting. Therefore, when dining, you should best close your mouth and not talk nonsense. I brought you here just to let you first get familiar with the various habits of our Germans, so as to save you from making jokes when you go to my grandfather's place."

"You are so particular about eating. Why aren't you exhausted?"

"Zhou Dalin! Shut your crow's mouth!" Meng Xier shouted at him.

Zhou Dalin shocked her and finally closed her mouth.

Yu Qian almost laughed out loud on the other side. Only Meng Xier could cure Zhou Dalin's stinky mouth.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a white chef's uniform and a chef's hat pushed a stainless steel dining cart in. The dining cart was not food, but three pairs of tableware, knife and fork, and they were placed one by one in front of the three people, and an empty plate was placed in front of each person.

Meng Xier said a few words to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man spoke to Meng Xier with a very sincere attitude.

Zhou Dalin must not understand what he said.

The middle-aged man pushed the dining cart out and pushed it back in a while. This time, there was a large plate on the dining cart, covered with a stainless steel lid, and it was probably food inside.

He pushed the dining car to the side of Mengxier and stopped, opened the lid, and a smell of meat was emitted.

Zhou Dalin looked over there and had three pig's hooves in the plate. He didn't go over and lost the toes, leaving only the joints.

Then, the middle-aged man took a bigger knife and fork, put the three pig's trotters into the plate of the three people, opened the small pot on the dining cart, and also covered it with a stainless steel lid, and used a round-head spoon to scoop out the soup from it, and poured it on the pig's trotters that were already placed on the plate.

When the middle-aged man quit, Mengxier did not let everyone eat, but instead half-holds his hands, puts them on his chin, closes his eyes, and mutters words in his mouth, as if he is praying.

Zhou Dalin opened his mouth and asked again: "Hey, you Germans also eat pig's feet? I saw that the Internet said, "Aren't you Europeans not eating pig's internal organs, pig's feet and other things? Don't you mainly use beef? Why do you eat pork? And it's also pig's feet. Don't your Simon family have any special hobbies, right?"

Meng Xier opened his eyes and glared at him.

“Don’t speak when praying!”

"I don't believe in religion, why do I pray? You pray to you."

"Shut up!"

"You believe in religion? But you never prayed when we were having dinner in China. You just cram the Buddha's feet at the moment."

"Zhou Dalin, I beg you, shut your mouth for a while, okay?"

"well."

Yu Qian couldn't help it anymore, so she lay on the table, covering her mouth, and didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Meng Xier finally finished reciting the prayer. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Dalin cutting his pig's feet with his left knife and his right fork.

"Zhou Dalin, did you do it on purpose?" she glared at him and shouted, "You eat Western food like this in China?"

Zhou Dalin smiled, put a piece of meat into his mouth, and chewed it and said, "Well, it tastes good, and the German rice is not bad." Then he answered Meng Xier, "I know the left fork and right knife, I'm not used to it."

"Switch it back!" Meng Xier shouted. "You go to see my grandfather like this, and my grandfather must beat me up! He would think that this friend I made in China is a little hooligan!"

Zhou Dalin smiled awkwardly, changed the knife and fork, and wanted to start eating again, but was stopped by Meng Xier again.

"Look at me!" She ordered him loudly, then picked up the napkin on the dining table, tied it to her chest, then picked up the knife and fork, and looked at Zhou Dalin and said, "You have to be so elegant."

Meng Xier's actions before dining finally reflected her noble and famous demeanor, elegant and luxurious, and she was no longer alone with Meng Xier.

"Sit your legs evenly, your knees are one fist from the side of the chair, and never leave the ground. Try not to bend down to eat when you lower your head and keep your waist straight." She taught Zhou Dalin.

This is the first time Yu Qian has used a knife and fork to eat. But this thing is not difficult to learn. Meng Xier only taught her once, and she did it well.

Looking at Zhou Dalin again, he still looked loose.

Mengxier almost cried.

"You are young, and you will eat like this, the more you look like a little gangster, how can you see my grandfather?" she said with a frown.

This made Zhou Dalin annoyed. How bad is the identity of the fast-legged chairman of the board of directors who is better than that old Simon? He still has to practice eating when he sees him? How can I not have to work so hard even if I see Buffett!

"Why do I have to follow your rules when I see your grandfather? If your grandfather wants to see me, a Chinese guest, why don't you prepare Chinese food for me and use fast food? It's so troublesome, I'm gone!"

He threw the knife and fork in his hand onto the table and lost his temper.

The tears in Mengxier's eyes really fell.

"You are unreasonable. In China, you fooled me into bankruptcy and brought Zhao Shihao to prison. I listened to you in everything, but now I have no way out, but you have such an attitude. If I can't go back to China, I won't let you have a good time!"

Her subsequent sentence worked.

If he doesn't let his life go, he will definitely threaten him with Cheng Xiao, and he is still afraid of this.

Zhou Da was not so stupid that he could not eat Western food gracefully, he just wanted to play with Meng Xier. This little foreigner looked particularly good when he was anxious and angry.

This time she made her cry, it was boring.

He sighed, and sat upright with a serious face, with his left and right knife to slowly cut the pig's trotter in front of him.

Meng Xier glared at him for a long time, angry and hated. This guy was very gentlemanly at heart, so why didn’t he eat Western food as a gentleman?

She pressed the electric bell on the legs of the table. After a while, the middle-aged chef came in again. This time, the ham sausage was served with black pepper, onion and tomato sauce.

Zhou Dalin asked: "Didn't you say that you Germans are concerned about saving and not waste? Why did you withdraw the pig's feet before you even took a few bites?"

Meng Xier was so angry that he said a few words to the chef. The chef looked a little bad and went out.

Then she said to Zhou Dalin: "You deliberately made a fuss with me here. It took so long that the pig's legs were cold. How could you eat them? I told the chef that we did not eat the stewed pig's legs he made in time because we talked about work. I am very sorry. However, his pig's legs were very delicious, and this gentleman liked them very much. I will heat up all three of our pig's legs later and give them all to this gentleman!"

"Actually, you don't have to let the chef take it back and heat it up. I like to eat cold food." He said seriously, "It's better for Miss Mengxier to step on the pig's feet with her feet and rub it. That way, it tastes even more like the pig's feet."

This was not ridiculous, and he couldn't help but say it seriously, implying that Meng Xier's heels and pig's feet had a taste. Yu Qian finally couldn't help it, laughed out loud, and sprayed the grilled sausage that had just eaten in her mouth onto the tablecloth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

She was afraid that Mengxier would blame him, so she stood up quickly and wanted to find a napkin to wipe it. But there was no napkin on the huge table.

In fact, Meng Xier also laughed. She was with this guy and couldn't be happy.

She signaled Yu Qian not to wipe it, and throw it away after using it once. Then she sighed and said to Zhou Dalin: "I hope you don't really do this when you see my grandfather. Otherwise, my grandfather would definitely keep me and not allow me to go back to China."

"Why?" Zhou Dalin asked with a happiness.

Meng Xier told him: "My grandpa will definitely be afraid that you will teach me badly, so I will not be allowed to meet you again!"

"Your grandpa knows me?" he asked her with a frown.

"Nonsense! I don't blow you so much, how could my grandfather meet a little boss like you?" Meng Xier said, "The chefs and waiters here are all from my grandfather's house. He sent them here to entertain you."

Zhou Dalin nodded and said, "So, I just look down on me so much as the old man. I have to be worthy of him. I will definitely let his precious granddaughter stay by his side with him."

"Hey, you can't speak human words?" Meng Xier yelled at him again, "I tell you Zhou Dalin, if I can't go back to China, I will let you go back in Germany! I can guarantee that Cheng Xiao will definitely divorce you!"

Yu Qian was shocked to her. Why did this involve Cheng Xiao again? What is the relationship between these two people?

Before she could figure it out, Zhou Dalin put his index finger beside his mouth and said, "Don't make noise when eating, this is your rule."

Meng Xier stared at him angrily, not making a sound or eating.

"I just said it was reversed, right?" Zhou Dalin asked her.
Chapter completed!