The president next door always wants to eat

Yunshi, the back kitchen of the Yunshi Hotel, is smoky and hot, and the people in the back kitchen are orderly and busy at a very fast pace.

"Master Touzao, hurry up and prepare two dishes, honey, yam in sauce, and salt-baked prawns."

"Master Erzao, three urgent dishes, stir-fried farm bacon with garlic moss, duck with eight treasures, mandarin fish with pine nuts."
"The ones on the chopping board are given priority to the dishes in the private room No. [-], and the ones that are loaded, the No. [-] list is ready. Serve the dishes_____"
A petite figure was wearing a chef's hat and a shortened chef's uniform. He was holding a stack of orders in one hand, and commanded through the internal headset very deftly.

After giving the order, she went to the ingredients area again, picked up a cucumber, broke it into a small fold, put it in her mouth, and started biting it.

"Didn't Aunt Zhang buy vegetables this morning? The cucumbers are a bit old, and the shrimps aren't fresh enough." Yan Huan frowned and finished eating the section of cucumbers, then looked at the prawns in the pond, and complained.

"Chef Xiaoyan, you have such a good tongue, you can taste anyone's food. Aunt Zhang's son held a parent-teacher meeting today, and the food was bought by Xiao Chen from the purchasing department." A senior chef replied with a chuckle.

"Xiao Chen? He must have made a fake account. Cucumbers, prawns, and green vegetables are cheap. Let him treat you to dinner later. Don't do this next time. Save these as staff meals." Yan Huan said lightly.

Although Yan Huan is young, he has been working in the Yunshi Hotel for six years. From a frying pan master to the head chef of the back kitchen, all of his skills are genuine, and no one is dissatisfied.

And here, in the private room in the front hall, the manager nodded and bowed to welcome three young men in suits and leather shoes.

The one who walked in front was especially handsome.

He is slender and straight, thin but not weak, his eyebrows are picturesque, handsome but not feminine, his facial features are clear, dignified but not indifferent.The whole person is as sparse as bamboo, elegant and quiet, with a kind of calm and elegance all over his body.

"Master Lu, please, Mr. Lu." Followed by him was an older man. When he came near the table, he hurriedly squeezed away the manager who was leading the way, and pulled the stool for the young son himself.

"Uncle Zhang is polite, you are too polite, you are a senior, why bother you to pull the stool for me?" Although Lu Jingyuan said so, he sat down unceremoniously, with a pair of long and narrow eyes shining faintly.

"Where is it, Mr. Lu is honored to have dinner with Zhang, it is Zhang's honor." Mr. Zhang also sat down, motioned for the manager to hand over the menu, and held it to Lu Jingyuan with both hands, very politely said, "I'm with you Dad also has some friendships. He knows that Mr. Lu is a clear stream after the rich and powerful. He doesn't like beautiful women, he doesn't like luxury houses and cars, he doesn't go to nightclubs, he doesn't go to bars, he just likes food. What do you want to eat?"
Lu Jingyuan sneered in his heart, this Mr. Zhang had spent a lot of money in order to get him to help, and now he not only brought out his father, but also found out about his own hobbies.

Holding the menu in his hand, he glanced at it briefly, and then frowned his handsome eyebrows, wondering: "Mr. Zhang, you don't know anything. I fell out with my dad in order to go out and do it alone, instead of taking the way home. Besides, my family was taught very strictly. Don’t be extravagant and dissipated. You should live frugally and endure hardships and stand hard work. You all know that, right? If you let me come to this place to eat, a meal can cost tens of thousands? Let my grandpa know, why not peel my skin?"
As Lu Jingyuan spoke, he pushed away the menu in embarrassment, but the manager didn't back down, but also smiled slightly, and said: "Of course I know this, the rules of the Lu family, everyone in Yunshi is ignorant, To tell you the truth, I am a VIP of this Yunshi Hotel. They have an activity to give back to the VIPs. Those who have opened the VIP card for more than ten years will get a free meal! So, this meal is No money! Eat whatever you want! It’s Lu, Mr. Lu knows, so it’s easy to explain.”
Lu Jingyuan looked at Mr. Zhang suspiciously, and then at the manager who was standing aside.

"This meal is indeed to give back to the VIPs. Zhang has always been a VIP of our hotel for 20 years. There is no limit to the consumption this time, and you can order any dishes." The manager tactfully went forward with the member information and turned to this Zhang. The whole page was handed over to Lu Jingyuan.

After Lu Jingyuan confirmed it, a smile appeared on his usually cold and indifferent face, he took the menu again, and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang, and I will not be polite."
"You can order as you like, as you like, with no limit on the amount, and you can order any dishes." Mr. Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and burst into a big smile.

Lu Jingyuan looked through the menu carefully for a while, frowned again, and said: "I heard that your Yunshi Grand Hotel is famous for its imperial dishes, as long as you can write the names of the imperial dishes, you can cook them and eat them." If you are satisfied, then give money? If you are not satisfied, don’t give money?”
"This is indeed a feature of our Yunshi Hotel. Does Mr. Lu want to write the name of the dish himself?" the manager asked politely.

"Since it's free, let Mr. Zhang and I have a taste of this imperial meal today, and bring a pen and paper." Lu Jingyuan slightly hooked his lips, and said in a clear voice.

A moment later, in the back kitchen, a waiter rushed into the back kitchen with a note in his hands, shouting loudly: "Chef Xiaoyan, chef Xiaoyan, it's not good, it's not good, it's the troublemaker!" up!"
"Xiao Ou, what are you doing in such a panic? Be careful not to fall!" a teacher reminded.

"No, hurry up, the manager personally ordered that the guests at this table can't be left alone, but look at the menu... what is this not a mess?" Xiao Ou handed out a menu with a worried look on his face.

Everyone probed over, glanced at the menu, and all showed surprise and indignation.

"I've known for a long time that the Four Seasons Hotel on the opposite side has been jealous of us for a long time! This must be hired by them!" One of the old chefs gritted his teeth.

"That's right, these are all ghost dishes, who can make them? This is obviously a deliberate attempt to spoil the situation, maybe even hired reporters and those food bloggers, just waiting for us to fail to do it, so black us Already!" Another cooking chef also said indignantly.

"What's the fuss about the dishes? You've arranged this conspiracy theory?" Yan Huan saw that the chefs below were all arguing red-faced, so he immediately rolled his eyes and pulled the menu.

I saw a few lines written on it, the handwriting was like a silver hook painted on iron, piercing through the back of the paper.

The beef is plump, and the vegetables are preserved bamboo shoots.The sum of fat dogs takes the skin of the mountain.Chu Miao's food, Anhu's 飰, kneading it incomprehensibly, sip it and disperse it, bear it in a pan and pick it up, peony sauce, and Boqi's broiling.Carp of fresh carp, Su of autumn yellow, Ru of white dew.Drink the wine of Lanying to wash your mouth.