Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 782 The French restaurant's head chef and manager are having an existential crisis.

C Country Lis French Restaurant

There were very few customers inside; only a few tables were occupied by people dining quietly.

Among them were Mo Erchen and Xu Zhiyi.

Mo Erchen felt that his wife was probably tired of eating the pregnancy meals prepared by the nutritionist at home, so he took her out to eat.

Xu Zhiyi looked at the steak, foie gras, and caviar laid out in front of her, but she really had no appetite. It wasn't just because she was pregnant and didn't like to eat greasy food, but also because she had never been interested in Western food since she was a child.

The steak, foie gras, and caviar in front of me would be perfect if they were replaced with a spicy hot pot.

Xu Zhiyi thought to herself, "I'm so annoyed."

Her husband wanted to give her a change of pace, so he brought her here.

She frowned.

I have absolutely no interest in these foods.

"Honey, isn't it good?"

Mo Erchen looked at his wife's expression and was a little puzzled.

The ingredients at this restaurant are all top-notch, fresh and delicious, but my wife doesn't seem to like them at all.

He brought her here specifically to eat.

"Honey, I don't like Western food."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Xu Zhiyi decided that she couldn't let her stomach suffer, so she spoke up.

"Huh? Why didn't you say so earlier, honey? I didn't know you didn't like Western food. I was just thinking of giving you a change of pace."

"It's okay, I'll just eat a few bites!"

Since she was already there, Xu Zhiyi didn't want to waste her husband's good intentions.

"No, nothing is more important than what you like. What do you want to eat? Your husband will take you."

"Don't waste it, we've already ordered it."

After falling from a wealthy heiress to an ordinary person, Xu Zhiyi experienced the hardships of life and couldn't bear to waste food, especially such expensive food.

"What matters is what your wife wants to eat. This little bit of money is nothing. Your husband has money. Let's go, we'll go get whatever you want to eat."

Mo Erchen stood up and took his wife's hand.

Xu Zhiyi looked at the steak but couldn't bring herself to eat it, so she decided to waste it this time and promise not to waste food so carelessly again.

"Okay, I want to eat spicy hot pot."

When the topic of hot pot came up, Xu Zhiyi licked her lips.

"Okay, which restaurant should we go to? My husband has never eaten hot pot before and isn't familiar with it."

Mo Erchen sought his wife's opinion.

"There's a really good hot pot restaurant near C University, but honey, the environment there isn't very nice. Are you sure you can eat there?"

Xu Zhiyi knew that there was a delicious hot pot restaurant near her university, which she and Song Zhizhi used to frequent.

The two of them sat around the hot pot, eating heartily and contentedly.

"I like what my wife likes, and I don't care about the environment."

"Alright then, let's go there."

Xu Zhiyi's eyes lit up when hot pot was mentioned.

Mo Erchen smiled indulgently.

He called the waiter, paid the bill, and then left the Western restaurant with his wife in his arms.

The waiter looked at the two untouched steaks, foie gras, and caviar with a puzzled expression.

Could it be that the food at their restaurant has changed and is no longer tasty? The customer left without touching the food.

You should know that the price of those two steaks, foie gras, and caviar was his entire year's salary—that's incredibly expensive!

"Manager, manager, come quick!"

The waiter panicked and hurriedly called for the lobby manager.

"Keep your voice down. There are other customers dining here. You're not new here; don't you know the restaurant's rules?"

The manager quietly reprimanded the waiter.

"I'm sorry, manager."

"Manager, look, they haven't touched a single bite of their food. Is there something wrong with it?"

The waiter pointed to the dishes.

"That's really strange. Today's vegetables were all air-freighted in and are very fresh. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

The manager hesitated for a moment, then picked up a steak and foie gras, and took the caviar to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the head chef's expression changed upon hearing the manager's words.

He picked up a fork, forked a piece of steak, and put it in his mouth.

"no problem!"

The manager also picked up a piece and ate it, his face showing even more confusion.

"There's nothing wrong with the food, so why isn't this customer eating it?"

The manager muttered to himself.

"I can guarantee that there's absolutely nothing wrong with our ingredients, cooking methods, taste, and cooking time. What could be the reason these guests aren't eating?"

The head chef also looked utterly bewildered.

"I'll check the customer's payment card to see who the important guest is. If necessary, we'll pay them a visit and ask why. We can't let their unpleasant dining experience offend our important guest, damage our restaurant's reputation, and ruin our brand."

After the manager finished speaking, he walked out of the kitchen and went to the front desk cashier.

Upon learning that the president and his wife, from the Mo family, a top-tier wealthy family in Country C, were dining there, the manager was terrified.

"Is it because our food doesn't taste as good as what the chef at the Michelin-starred restaurant in Mexico makes?"

"No, I have to report this to the boss."

The manager picked up his phone and dialed the boss's number.

Neither Mo Erchen nor Xu Zhiyi knew that their impromptu decision to skip Western food and go to a hot pot restaurant had left the French restaurant's manager and head chef questioning their very existence.

Niu Wang Ge Hot Pot Restaurant near C University

As soon as Xu Zhiyi arrived at the door, she smelled the aroma of hot pot wafting in the air.

She swallowed.

Mo Erchen looked at the small shop, its simple decor, and the packed seats with customers, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Is the food prepared by this small shop safe to eat?

He had been raised in luxury since childhood, and was a noble young master from a wealthy family. He had never set foot in such a small shop, nor had he ever eaten hot pot.

He pinched his nose as he smelled the hot pot broth wafting from the restaurant.

A table of customers had just left, and the waiter was cleaning up the leftover food.

Seeing the greasy tables, chairs, and tableware, Mo Erchen wanted to pull his wife away.

"Honey, shall we go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his wife quickly sit down in the chair that had just been tidied up.

They were so afraid that if they were even a second late, their seats would be snatched by other customers.

"Honey, sit down!"

Xu Zhiyi waved her hand, signaling her husband to sit down quickly.

Seeing that her husband hadn't moved for a while, Xu Zhiyi patted her head.

How could she forget that her husband, a scion of a wealthy family, would never be comfortable in this kind of environment?

She stood up, pulled out a few napkins from the box, and wiped the table and chairs.

He also took out a small bottle of disinfectant from his bag, sprinkled it on a napkin, and wiped the table and chairs again.

"You can sit down now, honey."

Mo Erchen steeled himself and slowly sat down in the chair next to his wife.

He unbuttoned his suit jacket and sat there uncomfortably.

"Sir, Madam, what kind of hot pot would you like to eat?"

A waiter came over and took our order.

"Can you eat spicy food, honey?"

Xu Zhiyi asked.

"It's alright, mild spicy is fine."

"Then let's have a hot pot with two broths, but not clear broth. Put extra spicy broth on one side and mild spicy broth on the other."

Xu Zhiyi told the waiter.

"Okay, miss, please order."

The waiter handed me a tablet.

Xu Zhiyi took the order, selected many of her favorite dishes, and then asked her husband to select his favorite dishes.

During the hot pot meal, Mo Erchen barely ate any food.

Although he accepted the taste of hot pot and thought it was quite delicious.

He was just busy cooking vegetables for his wife, who was happily eating.