Chapter 170 Don’t You Like Mr. Barton?

“It’s nothing. A guest said that this dish is not authentic, so I’m a little surprised to hear that it tastes exactly like the taste in Yvonne’s hometown. But everyone has a different definition of the taste, so it’s normal for their evaluation to be different. Let’s eat, or the dishes will get cold.”

Cierra didn’t intend to say much. She simply brought it over and smiled again.

But the man next to her didn’t seem to intend to sk*p this topic directly.

Bruno was silent for a few seconds and then continued, “Since you have said that everyone’s definition of taste is different, is it possible that this dish only tastes slightly different from what he eats, but there is nothing wrong with the dish itself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and politely added, “The surname of Ms. Boyli and Ms. Boyle is similar, so I call you Cierra. Cierra, you don’t mind, do you?”

One’s surname was ‘Boyle’, and the other’s surname was ‘Boyli’. The two different words had the same pronunciation, so it was indeed easy to be misunderstood. Just like when she was with Aleah, sometimes it was not easy to call her that.

Cierra felt a little awkward about the sudden intimacy, but since Bruno had already called her that, she naturally couldn’t ask him to change it. She could only smile and shake her head. “It’s just a form of address. It’s fine.”

Bruno raised his hand and added drinks for the four of them. His focus seemed to be still on the

dishes. He said slowly.

“In fact, many guests are very picky. They will say that the taste is good, but unfortunately, it is not like the taste at home. What’s more, these people say that the taste is different from what they remember. It must be that the chef in the restaurant is not devoted to love. It’s definitely not a

matter of the ingredients.”

“That’s right! That’s what they say!”

Yvonne, who was eating happily on the opposite side, suddenly gave a thumbs-up. “My dad used to say that those who eat specialty dishes are the most annoying. They order Braised Chicken with Red Wine in local and say that it is not authentic. Some people use tea oil, and some people used improved recipes to add scallions, gingers, garlic, and so on. Each store has its own taste, but they say that it is not authentic. I am really speechless!”

let it go. In the past, in order to support my studies, he coaxed them for me. I

enthusiastically, Cierra was in a

she seemed to have a

every dish was

taste of his hometown restaurant, this dish made by Cierra was absolutely authentic, but what if he compared it with the taste

“Got it!”

“Thank you, Bruno. I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish today’s meal with you. I have something to deal with. Just tell them my nanie after you’re done. There’s no need

bill!”

as she finished

just like that. She really doesn’t stand on ceremony with us.” Adam clicked his

mood. “Maybe she really has something to do. Moreover, she’s the one who invited us to dinner. What

his hand and looked at Bruno with a complicated and

say it. Don’t put on such

picked up a piece of chicken

Adam’s gaze.

and said to Carl, “Don’t you think you were a little too hasty just now? My deskmate

Draven

Bruno calmly interrupted Adam.

I was a little anxious today, but it was not easy for me to see

could tell that Cierra was

some food for Adam and said, “As for the future, I’m afraid I’ll need your

flattered. “I’ll try

brothers quickly reached an agreement. After getting out of the room, Clerra went straight to the kitchen. She pulled Freddy

left. Freddy also said that Dr. Charles might not come to L’Opera Restaurant for

Instantly, Cierra’s heart sank.

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