Integrity Pension System

"Now the cabbage on the market is only one yuan and two cents a catty, and the green vegetables are only one yuan and one cent a catty. It is cheaper to buy them from farmers in rural areas. You can buy a catty for four or five cents. The two dishes add up The amount is estimated to be less than two catties, just burn it like this, you can buy more than 400, this money is too good to earn!"

Zhang Xiaoran said with emotion.

Just like this, the profit is [-] times higher. No wonder the poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer.

The money was earned by the rich.

"Sir, the price of cabbage and green vegetables is really not high, but the chefs in our hotel are all first-class chefs, and there is also a special chef. The taste of our restaurant's dishes is absolutely superb, and it is worth the price."

The waiter at the side just heard Zhang Xiaoran's words, looked at Zhang Xiao from a distance with contempt, and then came over and said proudly.

Where did he come from being poor? If he can't afford high-end hotels, he shouldn't slap his face like a fat man. The price of cabbage and green vegetables is enough to scare him like this. If he sees the price of lobster and abalone, he won't be scared to death.

Hearing what the young waitress said, Zhang Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the young waitress with a smile and said, "You mean the chef in your hotel is very good at cooking?"

"Of course, the chefs in our hotel are all certified by the state as first-class and special-class chefs, especially my head chef, who is a third-class chef. The chef of the second hotel is better than the chef of our hotel." The waitress said proudly.

Their Mengyao Hotel is the only star-rated hotel in Yunshui County. Apart from the luxurious decoration, the most amazing thing is the taste of the hotel's dishes.

As long as you have been to the hotel and eaten the dishes made by the chef here, you will never fail to say that they are delicious.

Their chef is a national special third-level chef, but a chef who has done a state banquet. If the chef is not from Yunshan County, and the hotel owner is the daughter of the chef, he would not bring them with him. The apprentice came to such a small county to be a hotel chef!

That is to say, in Yunshui County, if it were changed to the capital city, our head chef could make a random dish, and the price would not be less than a thousand yuan!

"Special third-level chef, so scary, beauty, why don't you go and tell your head chef, just tell me what I said, the dishes they cook are really ordinary!"

Zhang Xiaoran pointed to the dishes on the table next to him, raised a finger and shook and said.

"Sir, you haven't tasted the dishes made by our hotel chef yet. How can you arbitrarily say that the dishes taste mediocre? Aren't you deliberately finding fault?"

The waitress frowned unhappily when she saw Zhang Xiaoran say.

This man's brain is sick!

Even if you come to the hotel to find fault, you must at least have a bite of the food, right? !

Now, without even eating a bite of the food, pointing at the dishes on other people's tables and questioning the cooking skills of our hotel chefs, isn't this blatantly deliberately finding fault?

Where is the Dang Mengyao Hotel, poor ghosts who even think hundreds of dollars of food are too expensive dare to come to this place to make trouble.

If it wasn't for the fact that the cute and beautiful girl next to him looked familiar and seemed to be a frequent visitor to the hotel, he would have called the security guard over to drive him away.

"You don't need to taste it. I can tell that your chef's cooking skills are average just by smelling it." Zhang Xiaoran said confidently.

Zhang Xiaoran, who is in the state of great perfection in culinary arts, is definitely the most powerful person in the world in culinary arts, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a "God of Cooking".

If Chinese medicine diagnoses a patient's condition by "looking, smelling, and asking", chefs judge the quality of a dish by "looking, smelling, and tasting".

With Zhang Xiaoran's current level of cooking skills, he only needs to look at and smell the dishes, and he can basically see the chef's skills in making this dish.

As far as the dishes on the nearby tables are concerned, in Zhang Xiaoran's opinion, the chefs who made these dishes are just passable.

Of course, this is based on his own cooking skills.

Compared with the level of chefs in nearby hotels and restaurants, the level of chefs in this hotel is much higher.

The one who cooks the dishes for the guests in the hall must not be the head chef of this hotel, they are basically ordinary chefs in the back kitchen.

The cooking skills of ordinary chefs are not bad, so as the head chef, the national special third-level chef, the cooking skills must be very good.

If you ask him to hold the engagement banquet for yourself, it must be a very long-sighted thing.

The more I think about it, the better it is.

"Sir, are you also a chef? May I ask what level of chef are you in the country?" The young waitress looked at Zhang Xiaoran with a sneer and asked.

He really knows how to blow it, and you can tell that the chefs in our hotel are of average level just by smelling it. Who does he think he is? The chef is alive?

It's ridiculous!

"I'm not a chef of any level, but the dishes I cook must be much more delicious than those dishes."

Zhang Xiaoran pointed to the dishes on the table next to him and said confidently.

Chef certificate?

The "Integrity Pension System" doesn't issue certificates to me, so where do I have a chef certificate?

What's more, I am a person who receives a high pension, why do I need a chef certificate?

"Hey..." The young waitress sneered at Zhang Xiaoran like an idiot.

"Why, you are doubting what we said. Although I haven't eaten your chef's cooking, I can tell you for sure that even your national third-level chef is not as good as me. If you don't believe me, we can bet!"

Zhang Xiaoran didn't care about the idiot-like eyes of the young waitress, anyway, he was here to find fault, so why should he care about her eyes!

Anyway, soon she will believe what she says.

"bet?"

The young female waitress was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stabilized, "What are you betting on?"

"Of course it's a bet on cooking skills. I will compete with the national special third-level head chef of your hotel. If I win, he will cook two tables of noodles for me tomorrow for free." Zhang Xiaoran said lightly.

"You want to compete with our chef?" The waitress looked at the middle-aged man in shock.

Who gave him the courage to compete with our head chef in cooking!

And who does he think he is? If he wants to compare his cooking skills with our head chef, our head chef will take up the challenge!

Give him back his win, let the head chef cook a big banquet for him!

What a big face!

"What if you lose?" the waitress asked curiously.

"Uncle won't lose!"

Before Zhang Xiaoran could speak, Millie who was sitting opposite stood up and said loudly.

Millie didn't care whether the uncle who had saved her knew how to cook, but she was firmly on his side anyway.

"Yes, I won't lose!"

He didn't expect that Millie, the little girl he just met, would trust him so much, so Zhang Xiaoran would naturally not let her down.