Rebirth: Official Fortune Prosperity

Shulman angrily asked, "What? Just because I eat your meal, do I have to cooperate with you?"

Liu Fusheng smiled and said, "That's not the case. I just wanted to tell you the real names of the dishes we just ate."

Shulman said coldly: "I'm not interested."

Liu Fusheng waved his hand, called Bauman and said, "Please tell Mr. Shulman the names of the dishes we have eaten."

Bowman bowed politely and said, "As you wish, Mr. Liu."

He turned to look at Shulman and said, "Mr. Shulman, what you just tasted is our restaurant's specialty, local Munich dishes, the names of which are..."

As Bauman skillfully said the real names of those dishes, Shulman's face became more and more ugly.

He had always been angry with Hans and had criticized Hans several times in public, each time saying that even dogs wouldn't like Munich's local dishes. Therefore, he was also very familiar with the names of these local dishes.

It turns out that the dishes I just ate and thought tasted good were actually the ones I criticized?

Shulman was a little confused and a little angry. He looked at Liu Fusheng in astonishment, wondering why the other party was playing tricks on him.

After Bauman finished saying the name of the dish, he continued, "Mr. Shulman, you are a well-known food connoisseur. We have recorded your comments after tasting the dishes, including your recognition of our restaurant and Chef Hans."

"Are you kidding me?" Shulman exploded.

Baumann smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong. Recording a video is just a procedure for our restaurant to let some celebrities taste our dishes. It's not targeting you. Our goal is to continuously improve our dishes... Just now, Chef Hans has learned about your evaluation of Munich's local cuisine. He is very excited. If you don't mind, Chef Hans would like to express his gratitude to you in person."

Shulman was breathing heavily, feeling extremely disgusted. He was an old-fashioned European gentleman who valued his face more than his life.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone against Chef Hans out of anger.

Looking back on the reason for their falling out, it was that Shulman felt that traditional food was the best, but Hans felt that improved dishes were more in line with the times and could give food the spirit of the times.

Shulman said, "Don't mess around. You are simple-minded and don't understand the true meaning of food."

Hans said, "Don't talk nonsense. You are just a big talker and have no practical experience at all. You are a fool."

Just like that, the two men severed their ties of friendship. Shulman felt resentful about this and would always look for trouble with Hans.

If the news that I ate Hans's modified version of Munich local food and praised it spread, who would respect me in the future? I'm afraid they would think that I have no principles and bottom line, and I say one thing and do another, right? This is even more painful than killing Shulman.

Just as the old man looked unhappy and fidgeted, Hans, who was wearing a chef's uniform, strode over and said with a rosy smile, "Mr. Shulman, thank you for your affirmation of the dishes I made. It is my honor to receive such high praise from you, hahahaha."

Shulman's head buzzed. What he feared was about to happen. Hans came out too quickly, wasn't he?

Hans stretched out his big hand and placed it in front of Shulman.

Shulman's lips trembled as he shook hands with him subconsciously.

Click.

A flash suddenly sounded, and Bauman, who was next to him, had already taken a camera and captured this precious moment.

Shulman was even more panicked. He tried to remain calm and said, "Hans, are you and Liu teaming up to play a trick on me? Your methods are too despicable. Those dishes just now were clearly shaped like oriental dishes, but you said they were Munich local dishes. You, you are simply shameless!"

Hans's face darkened when he heard this. Just as he was about to explain, Liu Fusheng said, "Mr. Shulman, what you said is a bit unreasonable. I did say just now that these dishes are oriental dishes, not Munich specialties cooked by Chef Hans. However, our original intention was not to deceive you or embarrass you."

"We just think that a true gourmet must be rational, objective, and neutral when tasting food. He must uphold the spirit of seeking truth from facts and cannot have preconceived ideas and dislike certain dishes just because of certain people."

"What gourmets should consider is taste, appearance, nutritional value, etc., rather than saying that food from some places is necessarily inferior to that from other places. Your Western civilization preaches equality for all, so does that mean that food is unequal? ​​If so, you are saying one thing and doing another, bringing shame to the East."

"I……"

Shulman's face turned red and he was speechless.

Because what Liu Fusheng said made a lot of sense, and he couldn't refute it at all.

Seeing this, Hans said with a smile, "Mr. Liu is right, Shulman, you have always been prejudiced against me, and even my dishes are not welcomed by you. Now you have finally eaten all my Munich specialties without knowing it, and you have recognized my cooking skills. What else do you have to quibble about?"

Shulman was so angry that his teeth were itching. If he approved Hans's dishes, it would be like slapping himself in the face. He had previously spoken out in the Gourmet Association, saying that Hans was simple-minded and could only cook dark dishes.

Shulman gasped, not knowing what to do.

Liu Fusheng smiled and said, "You two, can you please let me be fair? In fact, I think that most things in the world are not black and white. I think Chef Hans wants Mr. Shulman to taste his hometown food, not to compete with you."

"Mr. Hans just hopes that you can taste these dishes yourself and give them a fair evaluation."

Hans patted his belly and nodded, saying, "Yes, Shulman and I used to be very good friends. We often discussed how to make delicious food and improve cooking methods together. My feelings for him have always been there, but later on due to some misunderstandings, he and I parted ways."

At this point, he looked at Shulman and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "I don't understand. Is our friendship of several decades before this all fake? Why do you want to break up with me just because of one sentence? Or, as the vice president of Siemens, you have a huge prejudice against the city of Munich and think that this place is not worthy of being in a refined place at all?"

"Even if I'm not me, but just an ordinary chef you don't know, I shouldn't have to endure your endless verbal attacks, or even come to my restaurant and insult me ​​in person, right?"

"I……"

Shulman's face turned red. He was indeed petty and wrong in this matter. Especially just now, he had eaten the delicious food made by Hans. To be fair, the food was indeed up to star standards. It can even be said that it was among the best delicacies in star restaurants.

Thinking back to the friendship they had back then, Shulman couldn't help but feel a little regretful.