novelaction Chapter 946 Authentic French Cuisine
Chapter 946 Authentic French Cuisine
In France, after coming out of Hermes, Lu Feng drove alone to the place where he wanted to eat.
Of course, the car was a Bentley GT that Jeffrey lent him.
The convertible version of the car looks very youthful with its beige body color.
When Lu Feng saw the car for the first time, he was actually a little confused. He didn't expect that Jeffrey, who was so serious just now, was actually so young at heart.
Judging from the shape and color of the car, if only there were a Q-version pattern on it, he would have reason to believe that it was driven by a woman in her twenties.
The off-white Bentley was driving on the street. Because it was a convertible, the view was wider than that of a normal car.
He drove leisurely on the street looking for a place to eat.
For him now, since he has achieved financial freedom, he must enjoy life in his spare time, otherwise how can he be worthy of himself.
In the past, he had no money and dared not eat or drink. Now, money is just a number to him. In this situation, of course he has to treat himself well.
Of course, when it comes to food, Lu Feng is not too picky.
Those expensive ingredients are not as attractive to him as the taste of food from street restaurants.
"What special food does France have? It's so hard to find."
Lu Feng walked through three streets but didn't see a suitable restaurant.
He really didn't like this. In Europe, restaurants, whether high-end or mid-range, were very scattered.
Unlike China, except for high-end hotels, restaurants serving the general public basically choose to cluster together, and can even form special food streets.
After walking around for a long time, he finally found a restaurant that mainly served French cuisine.
After parking the car, Lu Feng opened the door and walked in.
The decoration inside is very much in line with European and American aesthetics, and it looks very heavy.
The restaurant was not big, with only seven or eight tables. Since it was ten o'clock in the morning, right in the middle of breakfast and lunch, there was no customer in the restaurant.
Only the boss at the front desk was there wiping the wine glass in his hand.
When he saw Lu Feng, a very standard smile immediately appeared on his face.
"What would you like to eat?"
Thanks to the large number of Chinese people coming to France every year, the boss was not too surprised by Lu Feng's appearance. He just felt that the person in front of him should be very cultured.
"Just serve me some of the more distinctive French dishes. Just enough to fill me up."
Lu Feng found a seat near the front desk and sat down.
When you are in an unfamiliar place and want to taste the local specialties, the best way is to let the restaurant owner have the freedom to do it.
"No problem, sir. Please wait a moment and the delicious food will be served to you soon."
The somewhat portly boss chuckled, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Soon, crackling sounds came from the kitchen.
After a long while, the boss came out with several dishes.
"Monsieur, this is cassoulet, veal stew, chicken stew, and onion soup."
Each dish was served with a corresponding introduction, which was very thoughtful.
Looking at the delicious food in front of him, Lu Feng's appetite was aroused. He picked up the cutlery and prepared to "fight".
But at this moment, the boss, who had already returned to the front desk, came back and brought back a pair of wooden chopsticks.
"Sir, as a Chinese, I think you may not be used to the tableware here. The appearance of this pair of chopsticks should help you better prepare delicious food."
Looking at the chopsticks in front of him, Lu Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a small restaurant he just picked up would have such service.
"Thank you very much. The appearance of these chopsticks really helps me to finish the food in front of me."
As he spoke, he took out a wallet from his pocket, took out a hundred-euro note from it and put it in the boss's hand.
The fat boss looked at the one hundred euros in his hand and was suddenly flattered.
Although he receives some tips from time to time, most of them are small denominations such as two euros, five euros, and ten euros.
Because the restaurant is just an affordable restaurant, there has never been a rich man like Lu Feng who spends a hundred yuan at a time.
"Thank you so much. If you need anything next time, please call me. I'll be there at your beck and call."
The boss's face turned red with excitement as he tightly grasped the banknotes in his hand.
In response, Lu Feng just nodded slightly and didn't say anything. To him, the one hundred euros were actually no different from one euro.
Even though the current exchange rate between the euro and the Chinese yuan is about one to eight.
In the following time, Lu Feng focused on finishing the delicious food in front of him.
I have to say that his choice was the right answer. Often, only small restaurants like this can create that kind of fireworks flavor.
In Lu Feng's opinion, these dishes were much better than the feast that Jed treated him to last night.
Just as he was concentrating on finishing the delicious food, a black extended car suddenly stopped by the restaurant, and then a middle-aged man with gray hair got out of the car.
"Are you sure Mr. Lu is dining in this restaurant?"
The man looked up at the restaurant sign with some surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that a man with so many titles would choose to eat in such an ordinary place.
"Yes, I saw Mr. Lu enter the restaurant with my own eyes, but the Bentley GT he was driving seemed to be the car of Mr. Geoffrey Hermès."
The bodyguard pointed to the car parked in the space.
Upon hearing this, the man followed the direction and saw the off-white car.
This discovery made his heart skip a beat.
"It seems we have underestimated Mr. Lu. He must have a good relationship with Mr. Jeffrey, otherwise Mr. Jeffrey would not have released this Bentley."
"Let's go in and meet Mr. Lu, who is likely to become our enemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and pushed open the door of the restaurant.
The sound of the door being pushed open attracted the busy boss.
"Everyone, have something to eat..."
He opened his mouth to ask, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Sorry, boss, we are not here to eat, we are here to look for someone."
The man shook his head slightly and then walked towards Lu Feng who was eating heartily.
"You must be Mr. Lu, I'm Vickers, and it's a great honor to meet you."
When Lu Feng, who was eating, heard this, he frowned and put down his chopsticks.
"Who are you? We don't seem to know each other?"
Seeing his confusion, Vickers didn't dare to delay and quickly told him his story.
This is a big shot whom his young master values extremely, and he is not someone that a small housekeeper like him can neglect.