832: Chapter 832: [The Best Restaurant in France] 832: Chapter 832: [The Best Restaurant in France] Hearing about Place de la Concorde, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes sparkled.
“You said you’ve made all the reservations?” Ye Chenfeng asked.
“Yes, Mr.
Ye!” Qingliu Yiye nodded, humble yet composed.
“Since you are so enthusiastic, it would be impolite for us not to go!”
Ye Chenfeng smiled, secretly thinking about who this Qingliu Yiye really was.
Knowing Chu Qingxue was one thing, but why investigate him and Lu Wanqing?
From his deanor, he seed familiar with him.
The Place de la Concorde in Paris, the oldest square in France, was relatively deserted compared to the Champs-Elysees.
It was full of high-end galleries and art shops; the aroma of coffee and sounds of music seemingly froze ti in the nineteenth century, brimming with charm.
Its most famous spot was undoubtedly the Maison de Victor Hugo!
Qingliu Yiye led the group towards the edge of Place de la Concorde, near the Maison de Victor Hugo, showing no signs of boasting or grandstanding throughout the journey.
Even Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but develop a liking for him.
Legend has it that a place in the realm of the Greek gods, with endless delicacies and fine wine, was called L’Ambroisie.
Within Place de la Concorde, near the Maison de Victor Hugo, an inconspicuous restaurant nad L’Ambroisie was considered one of Paris’s ten most beautiful and familiar restaurants, and one of the five Michelin three-starred restaurants in Paris.
The restaurant had only 40 seats, aning it only accepted forty guests a day, and reservations had to be made a month in advance—neither a day early nor a day late.
This was a strict rule of the restaurant!
“Mr.
Ye, Miss Qingxue, Miss Lu, please!” Qingliu Yiye said with a smile.
Chu Qingxue showed a hint of doubt: “As far as I know, L’Ambroisie has a strict rule that reservations can only be made a month in advance.
Did you arrange everything a month in advance?”
Qingliu Yiye shook his head, smiling warmly: “Not exactly.
I have a friend who had a reservation, and he specially gave this opportunity.”
“I see; that’s very considerate of you!” Chu Qingxue smiled and nodded.
She knew that, despite how lightly Qingliu Yiye spoke of it, the process must have been complicated, and he had likely spent a lot to buy the reservation spot from soone else.
Ye Chenfeng, touching his chin, continued observing Qingliu Yiye.
Through their conversation, he learned that Qingliu Yiye was Chu Qingxue’s classmate during her studies abroad.
Unlike Jiang Qi and others who always showcased their expertise or belongings, Qingliu Yiye was extrely reserved, always downplaying or obscuring his actions, seemingly understanding Chu Qingxue’s personality well.
“Thank you; otherwise, we wouldn’t have the chance to co to one of the best restaurants in France.” Lu Wanqing admired Qingliu Yiye, her entire persona charming as she thanked him, a stark contrast to how she often behaved with Ye Chenfeng.
The attitudes of the two won leaning entirely towards Qingliu Yiye made Ye Chenfeng feel like he was the outsider instead.
Though he wouldn’t admit to jealousy, it was unavoidable to feel uncomfortable.
Clearly, the two won you are with ignore you because of another man.
Anyone would be upset!
L’Ambroisie adhered to an extrely traditional and conservative path, with everything focused on understated simplicity, and the restaurant’s decor exuded rigidity.
Thanks to Qingliu Yiye’s advance reservation, the four easily entered the restaurant.
“What would you dear guests like to order?” The waiter, dressed in similarly old-fashioned attire, approached to greet them.
Qingliu Yiye smiled but handed the nu to Chu Qingxue: “Miss Qingxue, although I know L’Ambroisie by na, I have no clue about its dishes.
I’ll leave it to you!”
Qingliu Yiye didn’t mind showing his ignorance in front of the ladies, completely unabashed about not knowing the nu.
This further improved Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing’s impression of him.
Smiling after taking the nu, Chu Qingxue said: “Actually, I’m just like you.
I only know this restaurant by reputation, but I’ve never been here.”
Lu Wanqing, seeing her, also shook her head.
“Excuse , can you please introduce the dishes of your restaurant?” Chu Qingxue couldn’t help but ask the waiter for help.
“Of course, miss, it would be my pleasure to serve you…”
Just as the waiter was about to explain, a voice interrupted: “One serving of frog legs, one Touraine-style duck, one frisée salad…”
Everyone turned to see Ye Chenfeng, who had been silent, reeling off a string of dish and wine nas.
“Sir, you…”
The waiter was so surprised he was speechless.
Among the four, Ye Chenfeng seed the least likely to frequent such high-end establishnts, yet he accurately nad the restaurant’s signature dishes without the nu.
“Sir, Madam, please wait a mont!”
After the waiter left, the other three turned their gaze to Ye Chenfeng.
“Have you been here before?” Lu Wanqing asked curiously, doubting that soone as lively as Ye Chenfeng would visit such a traditional restaurant.
“What do you think?” Ye Chenfeng smiled.
“Boring!” Lu Wanqing snorted, “Anyway, it’s soone else treating us!”
The waiting ti felt long as Chu Qingxue and Qingliu Yiye chatted about their study-abroad anecdotes.
Lu Wanqing occasionally joined in, making Ye Chenfeng rely a listener.
This increased his frustration; in just a short ti, Chu Qingxue had spoken more with Qingliu Yiye than she had with him in a week.
“Sir, Madam, your dishes are ready!”
Finally, Ye Chenfeng’s ordered dishes and drinks arrived.
Qingliu Yiye and Chu Qingxue were just about to offer so courtesies before Ye Chenfeng directly began to dig in.
This drew the attention of the other three, especially Lu Wanqing, who glared at Ye Chenfeng, seemingly accusing him of being impolite.
The three stared at Ye Chenfeng in astonishnt as he tasted each dish one by one.
“The frog legs need more rice wine, the morel mushroom sauce is a bit too much, the white truffle in this dish is excessive, and this…”
To everyone’s surprise, Ye Chenfeng began to criticize every dish.
Though seemingly serious, Chu Qingxue quickly realized that being engrossed in conversation with Qingliu Yiye might have made Ye Chenfeng jealous.
For a mont, Chu Qingxue didn’t know whether to laugh or cry; Ye Chenfeng could feel jealous too.
“This is just terrible!
Replace all the dishes!” Ye Chenfeng said, his expression sowhat gloomy.
Hearing this, Chu Qingxue frowned, thinking Ye Chenfeng was going overboard.
Skeptical, Qingliu Yiye and the others tasted the dishes, finding them exquisite, nothing like Ye Chenfeng described.
“Ye Chenfeng, you’re being unreasonable!
There’s nothing wrong with the dishes!” Chu Qingxue couldn’t help but criticize.
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