After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

PS: The author has not been to the UK, there is something unreasonable, please forgive me.

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It's not the first time I've experienced flying on a plane, and it's the first time I've been on a plane for such a long time.

United Kingdom, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

As the first country in the world to complete the first industrial revolution, its degree of development is self-evident.

Sherlock Holmes and Harry Potter are world-renowned.

London is recognized as one of the most developed cities in the world.

However, it is such a city, which is shrouded in rain almost all year round!

Lin Wei and Luo Ningxue were covered in crying as soon as they left the boarding gate.

"It's miserable, I forgot that there is a place in London called Wudu!" Lin

Wei looked at the heavy rain outside the airport with a resentful expression.

Luo Ningxue was also speechless, and suddenly she saw a stall outside the airport, which seemed to be specializing in selling umbrellas.

"Let's go, let's see where we're going!" the

two of them ran quickly.

"Boss, how much is an umbrella?" (the default language of the UK map is English)

"Ten pounds." (about 90 yuan)

said that, the boss took out an umbrella.

"This is a robbery, an umbrella sells for ten pounds, what are you kidding!"

Luo Ningxue frowned and turned around to leave.

"Wait for Xue Xue, there is no other way if you don't buy an umbrella now, no one knows when this rain will be!" After

saying that, she pulled out a few bills from her purse.

"Ten pounds is ten pounds, buy two!" said

the umbrella seller with a conspiratorial smile and handed the umbrella over.

After the two of them walked away, he stuffed the banknote into his pants pocket and muttered in a low voice: "These foreigners are really easy to deceive, umbrellas that cost two pounds can be sold for ten pounds!"

At this moment, Han Yan, who had just come out of the airport, also walked over, he knew early on that London was foggy and rainy all year round, so he checked the weather here in advance.

The sun was shining, but it was still raining,

and he had no choice but to come and buy an umbrella.

But what is strange is that it is raining heavily outside, but there are very few locals with umbrellas.

Is this also a cultural difference?

Han Yan almost went out in the rain on an impulse, but considering his illness and the speed of treatment in the British hospital, he decisively gave up this plan.

"How much is an umbrella?"

"Ten pounds!"

Han Yan turned around and left, staying for one second more would be disrespectful to his IQ.

Ten pounds! Why don't you grab

it? Do you think I'm a rich man?

Han Yan sat inside the airport and looked at the rain outside, and sighed helplessly.

I bought a phone card at the airport, and then I went around to kill time.

I didn't expect to be trapped at the airport just after getting off the plane, so humiliating.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and now he just wanted to find a place to fill his hungry stomach and get a good night's sleep.

Suddenly, Han Yan thought of one thing, tourism can boost the local economy, and the British government will not be brainless enough not to understand the characteristics of the weather in London.

There will definitely be places to sell umbrellas at the airport.

Five minutes later, Han Yan passed by the owner of the umbrella seller at the door with an umbrella bought for four pounds.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, most of London's industries were closed, and the involution had nothing to do with the city.

There are quite a few bars and restaurants open.

Han Yan pushed open the door of a restaurant and found a place to sit.

There are a lot of people in the restaurant during this time, including couples, whole families, and people like Han Yan who come to eat alone.

The restaurant is huge, the kitchen is open and the chefs are all on site to make the food.

After a while, the waitress brought the menu.

The prices of the dishes at this restaurant are much cheaper than those of other restaurants.

Han Yan ordered a three-pound orange juice, a pasta, and a steak.

When you come to the UK once, of course, you have to eat a foreign meal.

The pasta is made in a bowl of broken cheese, which makes Han Yan quite curious.

"Can we take a group photo?" said

the young lady with reddish-brown hair with her braided hair upright.

Han Yan was stunned: "Huh

?" "Sorry, do you speak English

?" Han Yan nodded, "I don't understand what you mean, why are you taking a photo with me?"

"You are very handsome, I can't help it." The waitress said with a smile.

Don't they all say that British men are gentlemen, and British ladies are very ladylike and shy...

Han Yan, who had only been off the plane for two hours, was completely subverted.

"Thank you, thank you, of course.

After getting Han Yan's clear reply, the young lady took out her mobile phone and took a photo of the two.

It seems that my face is quite popular in front of British girls, just like the reader father in front of the screen.

After the vignette, all the dishes ordered were served.

Han Yan inserted a mouthful of pasta into his mouth, the aroma of cheese is very strong and heavy, and the rich milky fragrance can be sprayed out along the nasal cavity as soon as he enters the mouth, but the noodles are quite hard, and the hardness is a little outrageous, if you are an elderly person, you may not be able to chew it.

The steak taste is also quite good, it is marinated in advance, and the medium-rare steak is a little raw, but it is acceptable, and there is a clear feeling of bursting juice when you bite into it.

The orange juice was also served at this time, and there was a large glass containing about two orange slices.

The taste is no different from what is sold in domestic shopping malls.

In the end, Han Yan also ordered a fried chicken.

The biggest difference between fried chicken and domestic chicken is that it is not oily, and the chicken is very tender.

The meal was generally good, not as amazing as it was, but it was okay.

It's just....

The price almost cost him his life

, a total of 38 pounds, which is about 342 yuan when converted into soft girl coins!

37 pounds includes the price of the table, the service fee, and the money for the food.

For the sake of face, he gave the waitress a pound tip.

342

!!!I can order a large table of dishes in China, the kind that several people can't eat!

Here, I am even a little underfed.

After Han Yan left the restaurant, he secretly decided that McDonald's would solve the next three meals a day at KFC!

Before leaving, the waitress stopped him and told him if he wanted to wait for a while, and when she got off work, they would go to the bar for a drink together.

Han Yan decisively refused.

The reason is also straightforward.

No money.

The young lady said she pleased.

Han Yan refused again because he was afraid that when he woke up the next day, his waist would be gone.

Han Yan found a moderately priced restaurant to live in, and he was already exhausted after a bumpy journey.

Hurry up and get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow we will find a way to find a job to do!

The joys and sorrows of mankind are not the same, and the wealth of mankind is not the same.

Killing Han Yan would not have thought that on the street opposite him, the girl who had just been rejected by him a few days ago was lying in the bathtub of the presidential suite.

After sleeping all night, it was already nine o'clock in the morning after Han Yan woke up and washed, so he casually found a roadside restaurant to solve breakfast.

Originally, he wanted to go to KFC, but then he thought about it, and finally came once, and there is a high probability that he will not come in the future.

Or try the breakfast in London.

16,000 air tickets were spent, and that's still missing!