Alice is not the best Western restaurant in Shanghai, but it is very unique.
The biggest feature is the membership system.
This is a club for foreigners, and only foreigners and foreigners with status can become members.
Money doesn't work well here.
Foreigners are like this, and Chinese people are even more like this.
In the whole of Shanghai, the number of Chinese who are members here can only be counted on the palm of a hand.
Ji Fenglin is one.
The boss is already elderly. He is an old British sailor from World War I. He made some fortune somewhere and somewhere, so he stayed in Shanghai and opened this western restaurant.
At first, only the British were allowed to come to eat. Later, Americans, Germans, and even Italians, Austrians, and Jews came.
Russian nobles can only serve dishes here.
Yao Lishun just sent them to the door and drove to pick up Wang Dabin from Taishan Club.
The hall was very dark, not as bright as the street.
When I sat down at the table, I was completely white, even a little dazzling.
Mutian was amazed by the level of lighting, even the high-end restaurants he had seen in his previous life were just like this.
"Would you like to lend me a pair of eyes?"
Mu Tian laughed when he saw Hu Ti kept stroking around.
Hu Ti embarrassedly punched him.
Ji Ruoxi smiled silently, "What do you want to eat?"
"I haven't been here before, so I don't know what's delicious. You can figure it out," Hu Ti said.
"We can do whatever you want, it depends on what you like." Mu Tian added.
"Their steak here is the most famous, so why not just have steak?"
"You decide."
An old Belarusian came over and handed over the menu.
"Thank you, no need for the menu. Five steaks, three at medium rare, two at seven. Thank you, Andreevich."
"Okay, Miss Ji. Do you want some drinks?"
"No need. My friend just came to Shanghai and can't get used to your wine. Thank you, Andreevich."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The old Baiolei waiter bowed and was about to turn around when he raised his head and said, "Mr. Ji is dining with friends in the private room inside. Would you like Miss Ji to say hello?"
"Thank you, Andreevich, I'll go and say hello later."
After ordering the dishes, the three of them suddenly felt that there was no topic to chat about. You looked at me and smiled, and I looked at you and smiled. All of a sudden, they all became shy. Even Hu Ti, who was very chatty, put out the fire.
Fortunately, Yao Lishun arrived soon with Wang Dabin.
Wang Dabin is the son of Yao Lishun's distant cousin. In his early thirties, he made a name for himself in the Taishan Society and became the captain of the Jing'an branch.
Wang Dabin spoke quickly and said that Miss Ji didn't need to be so polite. It was easy to find a job, and it happened that Taishan Club was also recruiting troops right now. He asked Hu Ti to go to the club to find him tomorrow.
He said that the errands of the Taishan Club were easy to do, as long as you had the strength and courage. He was overjoyed when he heard that Hu Ti could do some kung fu, and told Hu Ti that he must come to the Taishan Club.
"Talent!" He gave a thumbs up, "Thank you, uncle, for introducing such a good person to me. If he joins another gang, then our Taishan Club will have one more opponent."
"Miss Ji, you have to say, the most important thing is to let him learn some skills during the meeting, and don't let him do anything like killing."
"Uncle, let's see what you said. We are doing serious business, we don't need to fight and kill." Wang Dabin chewed his steak and said vaguely.
"That's good."
Yao Lizhun saw Wang Dabin finishing his steak in the blink of an eye while chattering, so he gave him his share.
Yao Lizhun never eats Western food and would rather go back and order a bowl of noodles.
"You don't want to eat?"
"If you're not used to it, go back and eat a big bowl of noodles."
Wang Dabin started eating without even saying "thank you" and ate it all in the blink of an eye.
"The steak is good. If it hadn't been for Miss Ji's treat, I really wouldn't have been able to eat it. Thank you. I have something to do at the meeting, so I'll go ahead and take your time."
Ji Ruoxi asked Uncle Yao to send it off, and then told Hu Ti to go find him tomorrow.
Hu Ti stood up, bowed and thanked her, and used his knife and fork awkwardly.
I muttered to myself that it was no wonder Yao Lishun didn't want to eat this stuff. He couldn't even handle the knife and fork.
Before finishing the meal, I was sweating profusely.
Mutian doesn't like Western food either. In his previous life, he often accompanied Pan Yichen in and out of Western restaurants, but he never ate anything other than beef tenderloin pasta. However, he still had basic skills with a knife and fork.
While Ji Ruoxi was surprised, a commotion at the door attracted their attention.
They seek fame,
I saw three Japanese ronin in kimonos surrounding the tall Andreevich, pushing Sangsang and walking towards their table.
Mu Tian stood up alertly.
"Sit down." Ji Ruoxi said calmly, then took out the camera from her bag.
In a blink of an eye, the Japanese came to Ji Ruoxi's table.
Andreevich looked at Ji Ruoxi innocently and curled his lips.
The leading ronin is named Nomura Shoji.
His face is full of flesh, and there is a scorpion tattoo on the back of his neck.
"How can they do it, why can't we?!" He pointed at Ji Ruoxi and the others and asked Andreevich with a glare.
"they are……"
"They are Chinese!"
"They are members..."
"Pop!"
Nomura jumped up and slapped Andreevich twice.
"Bullshit members! China's work!"
Ji Ruoxi stood up suddenly and clicked the shutter button.
"China Pig! Bring the camera!"
Nomura roared wildly, swung Andreevich away, stretched out his arms across the table, and grabbed Ji Ruoxi in the chest.
Unexpectedly, the back of his neck was exposed to Mu Tian.
Mu Tian struck down with his palm!
"Boom!!"
Nomura almost leaned on the table and ate the steak on the table.
"idiot!"
Nomura made a sound, grabbed the knife on the table, and swung it out with his backhand.
"Uh-huh."
Mu Tian held the knife in his palm, and a string of blood beads burst out instantly. He took two steps back and stared blankly at his palm.
Seeing Mu Tian dumbfounded, Nomura swung his knife and struck Mu Tian's chest and ribs.
Ji Ruoxi screamed in surprise.
Hu Ti will volley if he makes a wrong move.
The other two ronin, one being Watanabe and the other Ono, suddenly came out with fists and palms and attacked Mu Tian.
Electric light and flint!
All I saw was a stick on Mu Tian's neck, a flash of black light in his eyes, his palms spread out with ten fingers, and he drew an arc in mid-air, hitting Ronin in an instant.
"Boom, boom!"
Watanabe and Ono immediately fell to the ground.
Nomura was the worst offender. He actually flew up into the air and landed on the table of Captain Pike Summari, who was five steps away. Then he rolled to the ground with the sound of utensils being smashed.
Mu Tian stared blankly at the people on the ground, shook his body twice, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"What the hell!"
Foreigners are not afraid of big things, and a burst of exclamation was followed by thunderous applause.
The stunned Ji Ruoxi screamed and rushed over.
"Mutian!"
Ji Ruoxi looked at Mu Tian with his eyes closed and his teeth clenched, his hands trembling and he was at a loss.
Hu Ti stepped forward and held Mu Tian in his arms, shouting in a tearful tone: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
A crowd of people gathered around Mu Tian, lamenting endlessly.
Nomura, Watanabe, and Ono woke up and saw that the crowd had surrounded Mutian. There was no chance to take advantage of it, so they helped each other and walked out of Alice while cursing.
"Take her to the hospital, I have a car. Misty."
Ji Ruoxi looked at Captain Peake, a tall foreigner, and nodded helplessly.