my luck is on

With Tian Ankang supporting Lu Yang, everyone didn't dare to say anything more, they suppressed their anger in their hearts, and waited to see Lu Yang make a fool of himself.

After Tian Ankang left, Lu Yang directed the chefs and small workers in the kitchen to prepare the dishes in an orderly manner.

At the same time, Tian Ankang came to the hotel to greet the guests.

Dozens of luxury cars filled the hotel parking lot, and a large number of gentry and celebrities came to congratulate.

After the wedding began, the bride and groom walked slowly to the banquet hall amidst the blessings of everyone.

Different from ordinary people, a famous family holds a wedding. The scene is solemn and solemn, and there is no such thing as laughing and joking around in an ordinary wedding.

At this time, the man's parents approached Tian Ankang and said, "Mr. Tian, ​​the wedding is up to you, please don't make any mistakes."

"You can rest assured."

Tian Ankang said with a smile all over his face: "Our shop will do its best and will never let you down."

"That's fine."

The man's parents nodded and went to greet their guests.

Tian Ankang took out the walkie-talkie and signaled Tian Wenjing to supervise the delivery.

For the success of the wedding, Tian Ankang not only used all the employees in the store, but also specially called his daughter back to help him entertain the guests.

The middle-aged man who tried the dishes a few days ago came over and said with a strange expression: "Mr. Tian, ​​I hope that the dishes you make today will taste far better than that day."

"sure."

Tian Ankang vaguely recognized that it was this man who said that the dishes were not to his taste and asked for a new one.

Tian Ankang guessed that this person might have a big mouth, and said cautiously: "Don't worry, sir, today's dishes will definitely satisfy you."

The middle-aged man smiled and walked back to the woman.

After a while, Tian Wenjing appeared in the banquet hall and blinked at Tian Ankang.

Tian Ankang lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Father, the cold dishes in the kitchen are ready, should we serve them now, or wait a while?"

Tian Ankang glanced at his watch and said, "Cold dishes will be served in 10 minutes."

When the two were talking, the host of the wedding banquet stood on the temporary stage and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you all guests for coming here to attend the wedding. On behalf of the relatives of the man and the woman, I would like to express my deepest thanks to everyone."

"Crash..."

There was warm applause from the audience, and the parents of both men and women came to the stage and nodded to the guests below.

It was ten o'clock in the blink of an eye, and according to Tian Ankang's instructions, cold dishes began to be placed on the table.

Seeing the cold dishes on the table, the mother of the bride asked the middle-aged man, "Cousin, how would you like the taste of the dishes?"

The middle-aged man picked up a piece of stewed beef and put it in his mouth, saying: "The taste is average, but the stewed beef served at the wedding banquet is ingenious."

The middle-aged man's name is Zhang Yang. He is a high-level chef and a distant relative of the woman.

Because of the wedding, he came to Jiangdong from other places as a guest.

When trying the dishes a few days ago, Zhang Yang felt that although the dishes made by Lu Yang were delicious, they were far from innovative.

After all, anyone can cook delicacies from mountains and seas, even if they are not good, they are not too bad.

The bride's mother said with emotion: "Cousin, my cousin is from a poor family. If you can eat a plate of stewed beef in a year, it will be the same as Chinese New Year. This chef is a caring person."

"Hehehe..."

Zhang Yang put down his chopsticks and said, "Cousin, that chef wanted to capture your nostalgia, so he came up with a nostalgic menu."

"Hey……"

The bride's mother sighed, and said: "Your cousin-in-law and I have been in business for many years, and we have established our current business. Although we eat delicacies from mountains and seas and wear silk and satin every day, we must never forget our roots."

"Cousin, you are right."

Zhang Yang responded with a few words casually, and waited expectantly for the next dish.

After a while, the waiter brought the remaining cold dishes to the table.

According to the menu formulated by Lu Yang, the cold dish starts with stewed beef, and the rest is preserved egg, pistachio, spicy tripe and sea cucumber with scallion oil.

These are ordinary cold dishes, but the ingredients are very unique, and the presentation is also very beautiful.

Although the guests present were different, they did not show dissatisfaction, but ate with gusto.

Ordinary people eat food based on taste, but for people with status, style is the most important thing.

Lu Yang put in a lot of hard work on the shape of the dishes. Ordinary cold dishes were arranged neatly and uniquely by Lu Yang's skillful hands, and the shapes were very beautiful.

"What a great carver!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but gasped.

In front of him was a plate of mixed radish skins, but it was carved into the shape of an arch bridge, and there was a picture of goldfish playing in water carved with carrots.

The bride's parents looked at each other, picked up chopsticks and picked up a small goldfish carved out of carrots.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang muttered to himself: "This young chef is very good. Without changing the taste and ingredients, he ingeniously used carving to make these dishes taller. Get up."

"Yes."

The bride's mother interjected: "Don't talk about anything else, just look at the carving, I think that in the entire Jiangdong, no one can surpass him."

Zhang Yang nodded, and said in a complicated tone: "But in terms of cold dishes, these dishes are considered the best among cold dishes, but I don't know how their hot dishes are."

If Zhang Yang was an ordinary customer, he would definitely appreciate Lu Yang's craftsmanship, but Zhang Yang is also a chef.

Out of the natural idea that his peers are inferior, he wants to see what other wonderful dishes Lu Yang can cook.

Immediately, Zhang Yang made a few comments and waited for the hot dishes to be served.

In the kitchen, Lu Yang was busy frying hot dishes, and the chefs beside him looked dumbfounded.

From just now to the beginning, they have only one expression, that is, with their mouths open and eyes open.

It took Lu Yang more than ten minutes to carve a large batch of cold cut ingredients into countless exquisite carvings.

Almost alone, he completed the arrangement of the entire cold dish.

Lu Yang put cooking oil into the pan, picked up the oil pan, weighed it in midair, and then put it aside.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yang picked up the kitchen knife, quickly removed the scales and carved the mandarin fish, and cut long and orderly marks on the back.

After finishing, Lu Yang put the mandarin fish in the batter for a while, and quickly threw it into the pot.

After stir-frying, the unique aroma of mandarin fish permeates the air.

Squirrel fish is the first dish of Songhe Hotel. Whether it is an ordinary banquet or a wedding banquet, this dish must be the finale.

Lu Yang followed the same method and prepared the remaining mandarin fish.

Plates of fragrant squirrel fish were brought to the tables of each table through the hands of the waiter.

"What are you doing in a daze, do it quickly."

Just as Lu Yang was about to wipe off his sweat, he found that everyone around him was stunned and hummed softly with an unhappy expression.

"Good good..."

Hong Bo came back to his senses, pulling and pushing everyone back to their jobs.