Liuxiang

A moment later, with the arrival of Hu Guangqing, a large group of people crowded together, and the two chefs from China and the West returned to the kitchen.

Hu Guangqing, who was walking on the left, had a very friendly smile on his face, while Paul, who was walking behind, had a gloomy expression, as if he had lost 8000 yuan when he went out.

But the people who worked with him had already appeared, and Paul had no other choice but to hold his nose and walk back to the cooking counter to continue preparing the follow-up dishes.

Hu Guangqing was not too busy dealing with these matters. Although others were late for quite a while, the team arrived early, and all kinds of dishes were almost ready, anyway, it would not really delay time.He came to Mr. Lin first, and said to Mr. Lin apologetically, "Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry. I really didn't calculate correctly on the road and encountered a big traffic jam."

Mr. Lin kept his breath in his heart, and smiled happily on his face, for fear of any problems at the last moment: "It's okay, it's okay, it's fine when you arrive, and it's fine when you arrive. This time, at the table of the guest of honor, just It all depends on Master Hu and Mr. Paul!"

Hu Guangqing was also kind: "Mr. Lin, don't worry, he will never waste time."

While the two were talking, Shang Huaiyan stood aside and listened. He came not long ago, and he hadn't had time to tell Mr. Lin about the reactions of the guests in the restaurant. Now it happened that the two chefs were here. He waited for Lin Hu to finish his speech. After speaking, he said directly: "Boss Lin, just now the guest of honor reported a little bit of the situation."

Mr. Lin hurriedly said, "What's the situation?"

Shang Huaiyan simply said: "The guest of honor is not very satisfied with serving Chinese and Western food separately, and thinks it is meaningless."

Does this make sense... Boss Lin couldn't decide, so he looked at Hu Guangqing in a blink of an eye.

Hu Guangqing smiled confidently: "No problem, Mr. Lin can rest assured."

Seeing that Hu Guangqing agreed simply, Mr. Lin felt relieved. He watched Hu Guangqing walk into the kitchen and talked with the translator next to Paul. Then the three of them stood together and communicated, and soon began to process the ingredients again.

Seeing this, Mr. Lin finally put a heart that was lifted in the air back into his stomach.

He beckoned Shang Huaiyan to go outside, and sighed decisively with the other party, full of complaints: "What the hell! If it weren't for the exhibition's domestic and foreign exchanges and the name of attracting investment, who cares who cares Go, make me very rare to care about the things in the kitchen!"

Shang Huaiyan smiled slowly. Ever since he got better with Yi Baitang, he couldn't hear others saying that the kitchen was not good: "What's wrong with the kitchen? The kitchen didn't offend you, Mr. Lin. Everyone eats three meals a day, isn't it? Do you want to fiddle with the kitchen?"

President Lin sighed: "You're right, come on, I hope things can go on like this, so that I can get rid of this mess."

Shang Huaiyan was also looking forward to it.Things here will end sooner, and he will go home with Yi Baitang earlier to kiss and kiss me. He has already arranged today's itinerary, and he can live the world of two people in half an afternoon!He laughed at the moment: "I hope so, that's fine, Mr. Lin, you are busy, I have something else to do, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and went directly back to Yi Baitang. Before he left, he looked back at the kitchen for the last time, and saw that in the half-open door, everyone was in their positions, and all the cooking, frying, steaming and stewing were done. It is turning as fast as a huge and precise machine.

"Okay." A few minutes later, Shang Huaiyan, who returned to Yi Baitang's side, couldn't wait to say this sentence, "The guest of honor has conveyed to the kitchen, and they will probably prepare a dish that combines Chinese and Western dishes." .”

Looking at the time, he only had this order left. He estimated that most of the dishes in the previously drawn menu would not change, at most it would be a finale dish for the guest of honor, so he mentioned it to Yi Baitang first.But after finishing speaking, he realized that Yi Baitang was not interested, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Yi Baitang was clear about these people, and said casually: "The time for serving the food will be soon, right? First serve four cold dishes and wait for twenty minutes, and then serve one or two ordinary dishes to fill the stomach. It takes about 10 minutes to half an hour to let two unfamiliar chefs create a dish together, and then copy this dish ten or twenty copies to serve the whole banquet. The main table, let the other chefs and chefs copy the rest."

Shang Huaiyan wondered: "Are you so sure?"

Yi Baitang said lightly: "Of course. If I can't do it, they certainly can't do it either."

Shang Huaiyan: "..." This mysterious self-confidence.

During the conversation between the two, the door of the delivery room opened, and as the music changed during the banquet, cold dishes were served on everyone's tables.

First, there are four Chinese-style cold dishes.

They are hot and sour jellyfish skin, pickled bean dregs, fresh orange Zijindan, and fragrant fish maw.

Then, there are two French appetizers.

They are Parma ham salad with magnolia dish and beef tartare.

For these few dishes, Yi Baitang just took a casual bite and then put down his chopsticks, using his actual actions to show that the food in front of him was not delicious.

Fortunately, the next moment, the food delivery door opened again, and among the ten regular uniformed food delivery staff, there were more food delivery staff in chef uniforms.

The chef in white stood at the forefront of the food delivery staff, and personally pushed a dining car to the guest of honor.

There are a total of ten identical plates covered in large covers on the dining car, and the remaining ten food delivery staff each picked up a plate and served the dishes to other tables, leaving only the white-clothed chef standing next to the guest of honor, personally Put the dishes on the table, bend over slightly, and then lift the lid!

The same plate of food appeared in front of Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan.

Yi Baitang said to himself: "It's a little faster than I expected..."

After saying a word, he didn't say much, straightened his body, and watched the food delivery staff lift the lid without blinking, revealing the true face of the food underneath.

Yi Baitang was taken aback for a moment, and then took a sip in disbelief.

"Pooh!"

The moment the food entered the mouth and the taste was tasted by the nose and mouth together, Yi Baitang became furious, threw the chopsticks and spat out the food, and said to Shang Huaiyan, "What the hell is this? Two chefs actually made raw food You're dead, I won't allow you to eat such a bad thing!"

Don't eat, don't eat, don't eat!

If I don't come today, who will accompany my little sapling if he eats up his stomach!

I'm furious!

This... This is the first time Shang Huaiyan has seen Yi Baitang become so angry.

He quickly put down his chopsticks: "Okay, isn't it just a dish, what's there to be angry about? Haven't I eaten yet?"

Xiao Song who just ate next to him: "..." Actually, I think the taste is pretty good...

Yi Baitang remained silent with a livid face.

Shang Huaiyan turned his gaze to the food on the plate, and took a closer look at what could make Yi Baitang so angry.

He saw tofu cut into four pieces placed in a dark red liquid on a white shallow plate. He sniffed it, and it smelled like red wine. The dark red liquid was obviously red wine. Tofu stewed in red wine?Thinking of this, Shang Huaiyan stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tofu, and put it in his mouth to taste for a while.As he tasted it, he said, "There is still a hole in the tofu. The taste of the stuffing..."

He ate for a moment, and was a little speechless.It’s not that the taste is bad, but the recipe is too simple and rude: Chicken stewed in red wine is a very classic French dish. The two chefs here wanted to combine Chinese and French cuisine, so they simply ordered tofu stewed in red wine. A perfunctory tribute.

It’s okay to braise tofu with red wine. In order to make the tofu taste more delicious, it’s not so simple. They also stuffed the tofu with stuffing.

The taste of these fillings is the taste of classic French fillings. The one he ate tasted like foie gras.

"What did you taste like?"

As the remaining taste in his mouth faded, the livid color on Yi Baitang's face also slowly disappeared.This kind of anger came and went quickly. When Shang Huaiyan finished tasting the food, spit out the food in his mouth, and leaned over to ask him, he just snorted softly: "The taste of French baked snails."

Shang Huaiyan said with a smile: "It seems that the nine pieces of tofu also have different fillings for each piece, so I have to worry about it."

After saying a word, there was another sound from the guest of honor. Shang Huaiyan glanced along and found that it was Mr. Patch who had asked two chefs to come over.

Mr. Patch, who was sitting in the main seat, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and said to the left and right: "I have eaten Paul's dishes many times. He can't be so uninspired and turn a living dish into a dead dish. I think, The problem should be with the other chef."

The guests who accompanied Mr. Patch on the left and right were whispering, with some unhappy elements in their expressions.

This kind of thing happened in the middle of the banquet, and most people in the restaurant were attracted. After a while, Paul and Hu Guangqing came to the restaurant together.

The expressions of these two people have not changed from before, one is full of anger, and the other is full of smiles. When the two chefs came to Mr. Patch together, Mr. Patch said to them directly: "I am very happy with this dish." Dissatisfied."

"The difference in cuisines should not be broken through such a simple and rough treatment. This dish is neither French cuisine nor Chinese Huaiyang cuisine. The most important thing is-"

Mr. Patch rinsed his mouth and said coldly:

"It's not tasty."

"If the rest of the dish is like this," Mr. Patch went on, "I don't think I'll have to try any more."

As soon as this sentence came out, Hu Guangqing, who was scolded to the point of being stupefied, turned pale with fright, and even the Chinese staff sitting around Paqi couldn't sit still. They thought this dish was okay, at all It was as unpalatable as if the sky had fallen without what Patch said, and one of them quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Mr. Come on, after all, the menu has been drawn up before, and the chef has been preparing it all the time. When it’s time to make a dish, he suddenly changes it, and the chef can’t practice it..."

Before he finished speaking, Paul finally broke out at this moment!

He flicked his scarf and said angrily, "I will never work with this idiot again! It's only 10 minutes before the food is served to discuss how to combine French and Chinese cuisine. God can't discuss the result, no Ask him to act like a god, but he acts like a pig!"

"I want you to find my god teammate, he is here, his name is—"