Global Food Tour

Chapter 157

After everything was arranged, it was already past eleven o'clock at night when we returned to the hotel from the Hebrew Earl's house. Xu Jie went to bed early, and Zhang Feng was preparing the menu. There were 60 people, so that's not too much. To say less is not a lot, because British people don’t eat like Chinese people. Most of the dishes are served per person, so many of them require one serving per person, which adds a lot of work.

"Heh... It's finally done. The tour is over. If you open a manor, you will be the first menu!" Zhang Feng put away the menu he wrote, but instead of going to bed directly, he poured a glass of red wine and stood up. Sitting by the window, looking at the few lights outside, thinking about something.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Feng and Xu Jie went to the manor of the Earl of Hebrew. Under the arrangement of the Earl of Hebrew, they and the Earl of Hebrew's personal chef began to prepare the ingredients needed for this dinner.

There was no one idle in the kitchen, and Zhang Feng's attention was concentrated again when he was handling the ingredients, so he didn't talk to Uncle Harry, the Earl of Hebrew's private chef, which made the atmosphere somewhat dull.

Uncle Harry is a cute middle-aged man with a mustache. He may feel that the atmosphere is a little dead, so he picked up the topic, looked at the potato chips he was cutting in front of him, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, look at me. How is this knife?"

When Zhang Feng heard Uncle Harry calling him, he swung the knife for the last time, looked up at Uncle Harry, slightly lowered his gaze, and asked with a smile, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, to tell the truth." Although Uncle Harry felt a little uncomfortable, he still smiled and asked Zhang Feng to tell the truth.

Zhang Feng didn't make any detours, and said, "As a knife maker, you can't get into the back kitchen of an ordinary Chinese restaurant."

Uncle Harry didn't react for a while. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked in surprise: "You mean I can't even enter the kitchen in your Chinese restaurant?"

Zhang Feng nodded seriously, and then comforted him: "Our Chinese cooking skills are based on knife skills. Look at your potatoes, they seem to be the same size, but when you pick them up, the rules under the tail are different, but you don't Care, after all, there are two styles, if we do some delicate skills, it may be easier."

When Uncle Harry heard what Zhang Feng said, he laughed and said: "It's okay, you are not the first to say this to me, your Huaxia cooks are really good at knives, and you can cut tofu into pieces." Hair, what is that dish called..."

"Chuanghan Xiling Qianqiu Xue, also known as Wensi Tofu, a small piece of tofu can be cut into thousands of knives without any problem." Zhang Feng replied with a smile.

However, after the translation of "Chuanghan Xiling Qianqiu Snow" in front of me lost too much artistic conception, so Uncle Harry also felt a lot less artistic conception, but the expression on his face was surprised and yearning, and asked: "Why not make some Chinese dishes for dinner? That would be great."

Zhang Feng was a little embarrassed. It wasn't because he didn't want to. The important thing about portioning Chinese dishes was hard to figure out, so he just taught himself a little bit. He didn't know the expensive ones and couldn't make anything, so he had to find an excuse and said: " I'm afraid that everyone won't be used to it, so I chose seafood, which is a relatively common main ingredient. However, if there is tofu, I can make a Wensi tofu to add a touch of color."

"This is very good. If you want tofu, I'll have it delivered."

"It's best to be pure white. Colored ones are fine, but they have to be made of beans." Zhang Feng said roughly.

"Okay, I'll tell the butler right now, I'm sure I'll find it, you go ahead, I'll be back to work right away." Uncle Harry was very excited, seeing this kind of dish that tested the skill of the knife would naturally benefit him a lot. Very hard.

Zhang Feng continued to work on the ingredients. The brand-new cowhide bag contained seven brand-new knives, but Zhang Feng had not thought about using them yet and planned to use them later when making tonight's finale.

"A good knife matches a good cook, seven of you are worth it. When you bleed on my hand at night, you will definitely jump up happily." Zhang Feng said to himself, packed up the ingredients he had processed, and continued Deal with it the same way.

Uncle Harry also returned to the kitchen with a happy face, and said with a smile: "Okay, the chef of a restaurant in Chinatown is my friend. He said that there are tofu cubes that meet the requirements, and they will be delivered before two o'clock."

"Okay, when the time comes, the first piece will be yours."

"Hahaha, by the way, they all say that you Chinese people know Kung Fu. When I went to the city to purchase ingredients a few days ago, I saw a young man with an oriental face beat several black people to the ground. He seemed to be using Chinese Kung Fu. Do you know how to do it? Teach me how to do it."

Uncle Harry seems to like Chinese culture very much, but he also said that a foreigner's guess about Chinese people, especially decent Chinese men, is that they know kung fu.

When Zhang Feng heard the word Kung Fu spit out from Uncle Harry's mouth, the pronunciation was very joyful, and he responded with a smile: "Yes, look."

As Zhang Feng said, he picked up the iron basin on the side, and under Uncle Harry's dull gaze, he instantly pressed the iron basin together, and then restored it.

"This is Huaxia's kung fu. It can not only hurt people, but also restore them in reverse."

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"You are really good. You Chinese really know kung fu. No wonder my other Chinese friend's shop was robbed at gunpoint some time ago. In the end, my friend chased him down the street with a kitchen knife. Later, my friend's wife opened the shop." One shot, and I'll be afraid after finding out it's a real gun." Uncle Harry opened his mouth.

The two started chatting, but they did not delay the work at hand. By noon, 70.00% of the ingredients had been processed, and there were also various seafood, but it was not advisable to process them too early. Zhang Feng also used his spare energy to prepare them. A table of Chinese dishes was served, which attracted everyone in the Earl's Mansion to praise it.

"Grandpa Butler, where are Earl Hebrew and Xu Jie?"

"The earl and Ms. Xu went to work together, and they will be back before the afternoon. By the way, Mr. Zhang, you need to take some time later to see the location of the works you want to exhibit. Do you need to adjust it? Avoid the official start There are some problems." The old housekeeper said.

"Okay, let's eat first. This is called meat wrapped in green peppers. It tastes very good. You will definitely like it."

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After eating a simple meal, Zhang Feng followed the butler and began to walk around the gallery. The gallery is decorated very artistically, and the photos inside are also of a suitable size. At the end is a restaurant that can accommodate a hundred people. The simple decoration makes people feel Comfortable lighting, reasonable layout.

"Mr. Zhang, does the layout of the restaurant need to be changed?"

"Well, add a separate table here, and there is no need to put tableware on it." Zhang Feng pointed to the center of the restaurant.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements later."

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