3976 A Perfect Match (172)

Indeed, there was a brand of tire called Michelin. It was all over the streets. Liang Yin often came across tires of this brand. Its logo bore a special cartoon character.

After a moment of silence, Qin Zhou said, "Actually, Michelin restaurants have another nickname."

"Oh? What nickname?"

"It's the kind of restaurant where 'it's troublesome to cook and troublesome to eat'. "

"…" Liang Yin's jaw dropped when she heard this. There was such a theory?

"A Michelin meal might take a lot of work to prepare, but when eating, it's gone in seconds."

"Will it fill the stomach then?"

"Coming to this restaurant, one eats its highbrow atmosphere, mostly. But I don't think we'll leave this place starving." He urged, "What are you staring at? Come on, let's go in. I've already made reservations."

"Oh, oh…" Liang Yin was about to walk in when she suddenly realized that Qin Zhou was standing still with an arm slightly bent as he gestured to her.