ps: Kneel down and apologize to everyone who is waiting for updates in the middle of the night... The code is over one o'clock. When I was two thousand five hundred words, I went to take a shower. I didn't expect that I would be even more sleepy after taking a shower. I fell asleep directly in front of the computer... It was 4 o'clock when I woke up... Seeing that you were all asleep, I continued to code. After counting a few thousand words, I was considered apologizing... It's 7 o'clock now, I can see if I can sleep for another hour and a half before going to work...

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It's Xiuying!

She suddenly appeared behind her, which was an unexpected surprise.

"It's really oppa you." Xiuying came over and grabbed Kim Jong-ming with great enthusiasm. "When I came out to wash my hands, I heard someone say you've come in. I was surprised at that time. You rarely come to Western restaurants. What's going on today?"

Before Kim Jong-ming could answer, two more people came out of a private room not far away, one was Xiuying's sister, and the other seemed... her father. He should have seen his photos or images somewhere, so he couldn't tell.

However, Kim Jong-ming had never met Xiuying's father face to face, so there was no reason to ignore it in this situation. So he quickly pushed Krystal, who was nervous in a routine manner, to say hello. The girl was obviously timid when she saw Xiuying's father, a stranger.

"It's Ermao's idea, right?" Xiuying tilted her head and looked at the nervous Krystal, took the initiative to pull her into her arms, and then pushed her in front of her father. "By the way, you are pampering her more and more, and you will bring her to see a certain dish?"

Soo-young went too excitedly, so no one paid attention to him. Kim Jong-ming stepped forward and whispered to Soo-young's father, but Soo-young was still in a state of interest. He held Krystal and stood between the two of them with great enthusiasm as an "translator"... However, Soo-young's sister Choi Soo-jin stood at the door of the private room and looked at the situation. She felt a little strange.

"It's Kim Jong-ming." Choi Soo-jin turned her head and whispered to another person in the private room.

"Oh!" A slightly surprised voice sounded in the private room, and then another person walked out, which was Xiuying's mother.

"It's not good." Seeing his mother coming, Choi Soo-jin's voice immediately became weak and unheard. "Why are you so excited when you see someone coming?"

"Where did you get listless all day?" Cui's mother retorted with a dark face. "She has just arrived less than an hour! What's wrong with seeing her acquaintances a little excited?"

"I have no other meaning." Choi Soo-jin replied in a low voice awkwardly. "But this comparison is really... You didn't notice how she looked at her just now. She used her dead face to drive away the popularity in just twenty minutes..."

This time, Cui's mother didn't say anything, but just stared at Jin Zhongming with a strange look.

Sooyoung's father was very calm and his vision seemed to be fine at the moment, especially his attitude towards Kim Jong-ming was very good. Although there was some reason why he obtained relevant information from his daughter or Choi Tae-won early, his personal qualities were also an important part.

After a few greetings and introductions, Jin Zhongming noticed something under Su Xiaoya's instructions.

"Is this... a family gathering?" Although he didn't walk over, Kim Jong-ming could see from the outside that this private room was probably not small. Even considering the spacious layout of the French restaurant, it shouldn't be just a four-person room. "Or do you want to meet?"

Before Choi's father smiled and explained the situation, Xiuying, who had always seemed lively, immediately became embarrassed, which made Kim Jong-ming feel a little strange.

"At the beginning, we were having a party with the family of the family." Cui's father continued to smile and explained. "But just now, the other party left directly when he had something to do at home, and we changed it to a family gathering..."

"Oh!" Kim Jong-ming glanced at Xiuying without a trace.

"But it happened!" Cui's father took Kim Jong-ming's hand and invited him. "It's better to come early than to come sooner than possible. Let's have a supper together!"

Before Kim Jong-ming could reply, Soo-young had already pushed Krystal into the private room... This was a waste of nonsense.

This is a French restaurant located in Cheongdam-dong. There is no need to say that it is high-end or not. There is no restaurant in this location that is not high-end... In fact, when Kim Jong-ming was still talking to Choi's mother and Choi Soo-jin at the door, with Choi's father's gesture, the private room had been reorganized. A new dining car and two waiters who had changed gloves also stood at the long dining table in the private room...

But to be honest, French and Western cuisine is probably the most artificial restaurant culture. A restaurant that pays attention to is not to mention the ingredients. From the start of cooking, it can only be turned over once. The order must be ordered in order. The French claim that French dinners are from the ancient Roman court... Just you Gaul barbarians and ancient Roman court? This is not only a matter of making the chefs, waiters and dining staff awkward, but no matter how you think... As for the mood? Krystal was just a nude and wanted to come and eat snails, and Kim Jong-ming was completely unconscious about it... As for Jia Chao and Su Xiaoya, they are not like this. So, in a sense, the enthusiasm of Xiuying's family and the high-end restaurant make the blind man feel a little flirting.

Fortunately, Xiuying herself had a very thorough understanding of these two people, so from the beginning of the meal, she took the initiative to disrupt the order order, and then placed the tableware randomly. She even chatted with Krystal with a spoon in her mouth...

After that, I probably felt that Krystal was very reserved on the table and was interested in snails. Xiuying actually ordered this standard first dish again... Well, it was really bad if I ate too much of this thing. Xiuying was just using this thing to make Krystal happy.

But I have to admit that Soo-young's efforts have had a great effect. Her parents are not the kind of people who are very deliberate. Deliberate people will neither go to the dormitory to help clean and cannot raise people like Su Yong Oppa. Although Kim Jong-ming has no appetite for food, he has to accept Soo-young's affection. Therefore, putting aside the catering that is not as good as his appetite, the chatting of several people can be said to be a step further.

However, just as the atmosphere became relaxed, an uninvited guest suddenly came to the private room. Perhaps it was a bit wrong to say this, because from this person's perspective, Kim Jong-ming seemed to be an uninvited guest.

"Zhong Ming, I'll introduce you." Choi's father was as stable as Taishan, but Choi Soo-jin stood up and gave an introduction. This probably shows the seniority of the man in his thirties in front of him. "Park Sung-min oppa, his family is engaged in fashion brands..."

The other party was obviously unhappy with the existence of Kim Jong-ming and his group, but it seemed that they were some commanding things on their bodies, and they were also a little concerned about Kim Jong-ming, so after the symbolic introduction, he immediately faced Cui's father: "Uncle Cui, my brother was also obviously rude in the past. He just came back from abroad and did not understand etiquette at all, so my father and mother asked me to come back to express his apology to you..."

It seems that there was a good show in the private room just now. Kim Jong-ming looked down at Soo-young, who was studying snails with Krystal. I don’t know if it was intentional. This girl leaned very close to her as soon as she came in. In a blink of an eye, she actually changed seats with Krystal. Her hands were also very presumptuous. The tableware was twitching by her, and her elbows were pounding into her arms from time to time... In fact, Choi Soo-jin on the opposite side had already covered her face.

"It's all my family, why bother to say this?" Cui's father looked at his daughter with a dark face, then turned around and smiled hard and replied to the other party. "I also apologize to your father for me. Xiuying has also been spoiled by me... Tell your father that I am a younger brother, and some things need to be taken care of by his brother... Xiuying, can't you be more at ease?!"

Cui's father was finally angry by his daughter's actions!

"I'm helping krystal pick the snail meat out of the shell, but the shell is broken..." Xiuying said something.

Jin Zhongming couldn't even listen. The so-called French baked snails were not cooked and eaten by whole live snails. They also had shells. The snail meat was cut into diced long ago, and then put on other things and sealed into the shell with eggs... Where did you need to pick it out?

Seeing his daughter making unreasonable troubles but still not forgetting to pull a 16-year-old girl as a guest as a shield, Sooyoung's father had to hatefully pretend not to hear the crazy noise. However, he misjudged his daughter's completely wrong thoughts at the moment. In fact, Sooyoung was a little confused about her situation at this moment, but she just wanted to get away with it, a bit like a child trying to show something to someone and prove something... In short, just as Choi's father was about to say something to Park Sung-min to smooth out the embarrassing incident before, his baby daughter started to do it again.

"Please come again with Jiufen French baked snail." Xiuying smiled and ordered the order to the main waiter standing aside.

The main waiter at the dining table was already very embarrassed... In fact, according to the rules, Sooyoung's behavior of cutting the snail shell with a knife was simply an insult to his profession. However, everyone is Korean, and this French style is just pretending to behave and cheating each other. Of course, he knew that Choi Sooyoung's family in Girls' Generation was a real rich man, and it was not like this. Even this private room was reserved. In fact, after standing in this private room for a long time, he knew that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble to embarrass Park Sung-min... But is Jiufen Baked Snail going to heaven?

"Xiuying!" Xiuying's mother couldn't stand it either. "You can't be quiet?"

"I want to eat snails." Xiuying bit the spoon and replied pitifully. "Krystal wants to eat too! Oppa, do you want to eat too? I mean three of us each... no one else's share!"

Jin Zhongming smiled without saying a word.

However, Park Sung Min, who was in her thirties, couldn't help but be able to hold back. He didn't know who Kim Jong-ming was. He talked nonsense. Even if he didn't know before, he knew after the live broadcast this evening. He didn't know that it was best not to provoke Kim Jong-ming. He also didn't care about Soo-young's child's temper.

However, the spoiled and implied meaning in Xiuying's words just now really made him think a lot. Coupled with the other party's attitude of keeping others away from him and his tired face when he was facing his younger brother and his parents, all this made him feel that the entire family was insulted...

"Mr. Kim Jong-Ming..." Park Sung-min wanted to say something, but looking at Kim Jong-Ming's face, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it back, so he turned his head and looked at Soo-young. However, considering that Choi's father beside him did not have the courage to say anything in the end, in the end, he actually looked at Krystal sitting next to Soo-young - without a doubt, he made a fatal mistake.

"Miss krystal!" Park Sung-min was also confused by the anger. "Snails don't eat that... You are so rude to eat like this..."

Krystal, who was looking down at the snail, raised her head blankly. She didn't know what was going on, why did it come to her?

But it doesn’t matter. If you don’t know, you won’t know. Anyway, Kim Jong-ming’s hair was blown out immediately, and his whole face immediately turned black!

Soo Young glanced at Kim Jong-ming and quickly lowered her head to the point where she could no longer be lower. She knew she had taken off her play. Park Sung-min just gritted her teeth and sprayed Kim Jong-ming probably was fine, because Kim Jong-ming would not bother with the other party, but she vented her anger on Krystal...are you crazy?

"Where is my sister rude?" Sure enough, Kim Jong-ming stared at Park Sung-min coldly and asked, and the temperature in the private room was not right in an instant.

"I mean... Miss Jung Soo-jin's way of eating snails is wrong!" Park Sung-min was also a little panicked, but she really wanted to confront her with few Korean men in the past, not to mention that he had many reasons to support him.

For example, from beginning to end, Xiuying is indeed making trouble, for example, opening the private room door is actually an open and high-end public place, for example, Kim Jong-ming should also take into account the attitude of the Choi family. For example, as two people who met by chance, they have a universal social advantage - age.

So, Park Sung Min quickly added guiltily: "As an elderly person, I feel that I have the obligation to teach her the dining etiquette of a teenager... junior high school student!"

"As an elderly person, you will be slapped in the face soon." The initiator Choi Soo-young murmured in his heart.

"As a young man, I will teach you the real way to eat snails!" Kim Jong-ming sneered. "Do you know what is the most common way to eat this kind of agate snail as food?"

Of course, Park Sung-min didn't know, at least he knew he didn't know when he heard Kim Jong-ming's tone.

"I'm building a big pot on the side of the road, pouring snails like dozens or hundreds of kilograms into it, putting more than a dozen seasonings in it... and then cooking it into a large pot of sticky liquid... and selling it in a bowl, a bowl looks like 60 cents to 1 dollar."

"How is that possible?" Park Sung-min smiled. "French cuisine is the most important thing to use... This kind of snail... I remember it was Burgundy..."

"That's France!" Kim Jong-ming smiled. "This kind of edible snail, known as agate snail, is called the African snail in a very broad sense... The most common and oldest eating habit comes from Morocco! Just like I said, a pot of hundreds of pounds per pot, less than one bowl of USD, and you have to use a toothpick to remove the snail shell when eating!"

"Is that?" Park Sung-min looked skeptical. In fact, he had already believed it 100%. After all, how could a person like him who was busy doing business and socializing every day know these things? There is no need for Kim Jong-ming to lie to him, but someone who can't be so simple in terms of face. "Where is this..."

"The famous Wanwan writer Sanmao has a very good impression of the description of this snack in his representative work "The Story of the Sahara". You should rarely read books, so you don't know this?"

"that……"

"Do you know what I mean by saying this? Do you think I'm simply refuting how you eat snails?"

"I'm not..."

"I'll tell you, you'd better remember the two meanings!" Kim Jong-ming was obviously a little aggressive. In fact, Xiu-young's father on the opposite side had already turned black, but Kim Jong-ming didn't care!

"Look, snails of the same species grow in Burgundy will be carefully collected and then transported by air. They will wait quietly in a clean glass box that is cleaned every day for more than ten days to let it drain mucus. The last chef will carefully cut it into diced, and a few of them are sold for more than 100,000 won! But in a place like Morocco, hundreds of kilograms of shells are poured in. In the end, it is likely that there will be no chance of eating them, and they will be directly placed in the pile of ingredients at the bottom of the pot, black and despised on the side of the road! But in fact, they are all the same thing, they are all the same snails. So don't think it's the same thing to put them here cleanly. After all, snails are still snails, either sticky or enter people's stomachs. In short, there is no right to talk to people! This is the first one, do you understand?"

Park Sung-min's face turned red, and Choi Soo-jin, who was about to speak, quickly closed her mouth.

"The second article is about your elders... Another writer is. I forgot who it is, but I remember it. It seems like this." Kim Jong-ming recalled seriously. "Age is never a sign of measuring whether a person is mature. Whether a person is mature comes from whether he understands the purpose of what he does, whether he bears the consequences of his decisions, and his understanding and trust in himself... What do you think of this?"

Before the other party could react, Kim Jong-ming directly pulled his face down: "I think it's so bad! It's too pretentious and too artificial! In my words, there are only a few words - maturity has nothing to do with age, it only has to do with whether you have self-knowledge!"

This person is called Park Sung-min or Han Sung-min. It doesn't matter anyway. He bowed his head and walked out without saying a word. He probably won't come back.

The private room was silent for a long time. Kim Jong-ming sat there thinking about something for a while, and then decided to get up and say goodbye.

"The problems with Soo Young are all about Soo Young, and I'm really sorry." Soo Young's father took the initiative to take responsibility without waiting for Kim Jong-ming to speak.

"Anyway." Kim Jong-ming stood up and smiled and shook hands with the other party. In fact, he felt that the other party was telling the truth. Anyway, Kim Jong-ming didn't think there was any problem with him for Ermao's frying. "Goodbye, my uncle has a happy meal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kim Jong-ming pushed the door and left. This encounter had a good start, but the final result was really bad.

Speaking of which, just as Krystal stood up and bowed to the opposite side to say goodbye, Xiuying next to him suddenly raised her head and looked at her father, mother and sister with a dark face. Then suddenly grabbed Zheng Ermao's wrist and dragged the other party to run out.

By the way, when will you stay if you don’t leave now? Is there any good thing to stay here?

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