It was an M9-level steak, about 70% cooked, mixed with light gray and pink colors.

It seems that Song Yingsheng from this world prefers this taste.

But for Song Yingsheng today, this is a bit embarrassing.

Because he doesn't know how to use knife and fork!

To be precise, it is not that he doesn't know how to use knife and fork, but that he hasn't really tried it, using knife and fork to taste such a "high-end" steak.

This cannot be blamed for this. As a student who has just finished the college entrance examination, he has been in school for a long time and has not had so many opportunities to eat those expensive Western restaurants.

Even if he really has time and has so much money, why not eat skewers and eat hot pot? That seems to be more worthwhile.

In short, all kinds of factors made Song Yingsheng a little at a loss at this time, not knowing how to deal with the steak in front of him.

He looked around and confirmed that the bodyguards were not looking at him.

I looked around vigilantly again to make sure the chef was cooking with peace of mind.

Then, he used the fastest speed in his life, holding a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and started cutting randomly.

In fact, he didn't know whether to use his left hand or right hand to hold the knife. If he could, he even hoped to eat with chopsticks.

Just because he was afraid that others would make fun of him, Song Yingsheng still minded a little bit of face, even if he was in the dungeon world.

But to be honest, the steak is quite delicious.

If someone sells it expensive, it will definitely be delicious unless it is charged your IQ tax.

As the saying goes, there is only one disadvantage of being expensive, that is, being expensive.

He didn't know how to describe it, so he could only say it was delicious.

Let’s see if Yun Huan can cook so deliciously in the future.

Song Yingsheng swallowed the steak whole.

Even the chef in the distance heard the continuous swallowing sound slightly.

He was a little confused and felt that Song was a little different today.

In his eyes, Mr. Song enjoys eating slowly.

Why is it like a hungry ghost reincarnated today, and it is just a bite after bite?

If he is an ordinary customer, he may say a few words.

But that was Mr. Song. The chef could only shake his head and said to himself in his heart:

"Maybe Song always had a lot of official duties and was a little hungry, so he ate faster."

"This is not a trivial matter! How can I compare him with the nouveau riche? This is wrong!"

"And, Mr. Song ate so quickly, which is also a commendation of my cooking skills. I will continue to work hard!"

He smiled at Song Yingsheng and then continued to cook his next dish.

Seeing this smile, Song Yingsheng suddenly became nervous.

The kind smile was misunderstood by him as a ridiculous smile.

Oh no, it’s because I was eating too much. I was seen by the chef and made fun of me!

Um......

He looked around. Although the bodyguards did not see it, he always felt that they were whispering.

Damn, Song Yingsheng's old face turned red. He just couldn't use a knife and fork!

Why do you laugh at me?

But he just complained in his heart and did nothing, so as not to misunderstand it.

Who knows, is that his illusion?

But if someone really laughs out loud... then laugh, don't forget, my identity in this world is a billionaire! If anyone dares to laugh, your job will be gone! Song Yingsheng hummed and then ate his steak.

However, what he didn't know was that even if Song Yingsheng's behavior was discovered by others, they would just sigh that Mr. Song's way of eating was so heroic that he would not dare to make fun of him.

This is the bonus of identity. As long as you are a rich person, no matter what you do, others will try their best to help you clear it.

Back at the dining table, Song Yingsheng finished the steak, and the next dish was the second dish.

In fact, Song Yingsheng didn’t eat much, and he just finished eating steak and was already 50 to 60% full.

If the second dish is too much, he might not have finished it.

Let’s take a look at what the next dish is.

The waiter opened the closed cover on the plate to reveal the true face of the dish.

It turned out to be a French baked snail!

Song Yingsheng was a little surprised when he saw this picture.

Long before he came out, he had confirmed that snails had something to do with danger.

But what he didn't expect was that he would actually see these snails in this way.

Is this a hint that I shouldn't eat it? Or is it telling me that there is something wrong with my previous guess?

Song Yingsheng showed a frown and did not move his chopsticks for a long time.

Seeing that Mr. Song was not eating for a long time, the chef in the distance couldn't help panic.

Could it be that he did not look good and Mr. Song was unwilling to eat it?

"Mr. Song, are you dissatisfied with it?" He hurried over and asked respectfully.

"No, I'm just thinking about the problem." Song Yingsheng waved his hand quickly.

"I was still thinking about official duties when I was having a meal. Mr. Song was so diligent." The chef put a high hat on Song Yingsheng.

"No, no... I'm just thinking about other things, you'd better go back first." Song Yingsheng, who had been staying for a month, said that he didn't know how to deal with these enthusiasms, so he had to wave his hand and let the chef continue cooking.

"That's good. If Mr. Song has any instructions, please speak up immediately." The chef who nodded and bowed left.

Due to the disturbance of the chef, Song Yingsheng's thoughts just now disappeared a lot, but it also made him make a decision quickly.

Hesitation is useless. Even if there is a problem with the snail, he still needs to give it a try to know what is wrong.

This is called, knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, do you go to Tiger Mountain? Song Yingsheng laughed, then stabbed the toothpick into the snail's lid, and the mollusk's body flowed out.

As we all know, people in Guangdong are not afraid of eating anything, and Song Yingsheng is no exception. He is not too afraid and ate the snail after opening his mouth.

The first feeling is that it is quite chewy.

In fact, he didn't know how to describe it. After all, this was his first time eating it, and it felt a bit like abalone, and it didn't have a strong smell. It could only be used to set off by ingredients.

But overall, it was pretty good, at least that was what he thought at the moment he ate it.

On the other hand, the chef who was dealing with desserts showed a long-lost smile when he saw this scene.

What I did myself could really satisfy Mr. Song.

He smiled, smiled, but suddenly stopped smiling.

Because he saw that Song Yingsheng, the general Song not far away, suddenly fell down.

“???”

This is not only the chef's feelings, but also the bodyguards and Song Yingsheng's feelings.

They hurried over and patted the fallen Song Yingsheng.

"General Song! General Song!"

But no matter how they called, Mr. Song seemed unable to respond to them.

Song Yingsheng, who was beginning to fall into a coma, could only hear these sounds gradually decline.

He felt the pain coming from his body, which was not strong, but it was also uncomfortable.

In the end, he died.

The cause of death is very simple, because he ate a snail, which he thought was pretty good.

The system prompt sounded at the same time.

[Aren’t there already many tips? Why don’t you understand at all?]

[You have completed the magical snail ending 1: Don’t eat randomly]

【Get fifteen plot coins!】
Chapter completed!