55, egg fried rice (1500 recommended votes, plus more)
Mr. Li smiled and shook Fan Yu's hand vigorously: "Mr. Fan, I can be regarded as seeing you, I don't know if it is convenient tonight?" I want to be Dong, invite Mr. Fan to have a meal." β
Mr. Li actually wants to have some relationship with Fan Yu, if he can follow Fan Yu to make money like Chen Zhifeng of Tianfu Restaurant, it would be the best.
Fan Yu said apologetically: "I may have something to do today, so it's better to change the day." β
Mr. Li was not disappointed, nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Fan has time someday, I'm making an appointment with you." β
"Xiao Yang, Mr. Fan is free of charge for this meal, and bring another bottle of Montes. β
"Okay, Mr. Li. β
The cashier who called Xiao Yang hurriedly turned around and ran to get the wine.
Fan Yu shook his head and said, "Mr. Li, you are too polite." β
"Mr. Fan, this is not polite. Maybe I'll have to ask Mr. Fan to take care of me in the future. β
Between words.
Xiao Yang ran over with a bottle of red wine.
Mr. Li took the red wine and handed it to Fan Yu: "Mr. Fan, be careful." Although the red wines of Montes are not as well known as RomanΓ©e Conti, they are known for their high quality. Every bottle is a treasure. β
"Mr. Li, thank you very much. β
After speaking, Fan Yu thought for a while, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Mr. Li, "This is my business card, if Mr. Li has something to do in the future, you can call this number." β
Fan Yu's business card is very ordinary, with a black face with gold edges, without any embellishment, only a name and phone number.
Mr. Li excitedly took the business card, this business card is not simple, just the phone number on it is what many upper-class people in the magic capital want to get.
Fan Yu's identity is not hidden, many people have already heard that Fan Yu is the big boss behind Caesars Financial Street, so many people want to have a little relationship with Fan Yu, but Fan Yu doesn't go in and out of those high-end drinking parties and places, and many people don't have a chance even if they want to get to know each other.
Li was always able to meet Fan Yu today, but it was because Su Xi wanted to eat barbecue.
"Okay, Mr. Li, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. β
With a smile on his face, Fan Yu left with Su Xi and Guo Lu.
Outside, the sun is no longer so hot, and the surface temperature has dropped a lot.
The midday heat has subsided.
A breeze blows, and the person who blows is a little refreshed.
"Let's go, find a place to try Brother Guo's cooking. β
Fan Yu handed the car key to Su Xi: "Xixi, you drive to Tianfu Restaurant first, and ask Mr. Chen to make a place for the kitchen, and let Guo Lu try his cooking skills." β
The classic car is a two-seater, and it can't fit three people, so Fan Yu simply took Guo Lu to take a taxi over.
Su Xi nodded, started the car and left.
Fan Yu called a taxi and took Guo Lu to Tianfu Restaurant.
Knowing that Su Xi and Fan Yu were coming, Chen Zhifeng had already been waiting at the door.
The guests who came couldn't help but be very curious when they saw Chen Zhifeng, the boss of Tianfu, waiting for someone at the door, what kind of big man was that he let Chen Zhifeng greet him personally?
After a while, a strange-shaped classic car slowly drove by.
"Miss Su is here. Chen Zhifeng greeted him with a smile, but he didn't see Fan Yu, and said suspiciously: "What about Mr. Fan?"
Su Xi said: "In the back, he found a chef, the car couldn't sit down, he took the man to take a taxi." β
To be honest, the Cobra 427 still attracts the attention of passers-by, although the shape is a bit weird, but it can also be seen that the price is expensive.
"Ford Cobra?"
"Imports should be hundreds of thousands, right?"
Someone saw that Chen Zhifeng was waiting for Su Xi, and couldn't help but say in confusion.
From the price of the car, you can roughly see a person's identity and strength, but Su Xi only drives an imported Ford Cobra, which doesn't seem to be the daughter of a wealthy family, right?
Chen Zhifeng didn't care what others thought, but nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for Mr. Fan for a while." β
Ten minutes later, Fan Yu's taxi stopped at the gate of Tianfu.
Seeing that Chen Zhifeng and the other person came by taxi, everyone was even more puzzled.
The woman in front of her, who seems to have come out of the painting, drove an imported Ford Cobra in the past, but what the hell is this young man who came by taxi?
"Mr. Chen. β
"Mr. Chen. β
took Fan Yu and the three of them towards the restaurant, and many people greeted Chen Zhifeng one after another.
Chen Zhifeng nodded, but he was not as respectful as he was for Fan Yu and Su Xi, but his expression was flat.
After greeting everyone, Chen Zhifeng began to be respectful to Su Xi and Fan Yu again.
"Has the kitchen been cleaned out?" asked Fan Yu.
Chen Zhifeng hurriedly said: "Mr. Fan, when I received a call from Miss Su, I have already notified Manager Sun to arrange it, and it should have been cleared out now." β
"Okay, let Guo Lu try it now. β
Guo Lu, who was following behind him, clenched his fists, and he must seize the opportunity this time.
When I came to the back kitchen of Tianfu Restaurant, it was not the peak season, and there were not many guests, so the chefs were idle, and some of them were preparing dishes.
"Xiao Sun, go get two chairs. β
Chen Zhifeng said to Manager Sun in the lobby waiting behind the back kitchen door.
"Okay, Mr. Chen. β
When he came to the kitchen, Fan Yu patted Guo Lu on the shoulder: "Behave well, don't let me down, of course, this is also giving yourself a chance." β
After a while, Manager Sun and three waiters put the chairs behind Fan Yu and the others.
"Guo Lu, start your show. β
Fan Yu said with a smile.
Guo Lu said with a solemn expression: "What do you want to eat?"
Su Xi didn't speak, and Chen Zhifeng looked at Fan Yu.
Fan Yu smiled faintly: "Egg fried rice." β
"Uh, egg fried rice?"
Chen Zhifeng couldn't help but be stunned, he thought that Fan Yu would choose difficult dishes to test Guo Lu, but he didn't expect it to be a simple egg fried rice.
Chen Zhifeng coughed and said, "Mr. Fan, isn't it too easy to have egg fried rice?"
Fan Yu smiled and said, "Chen always feels too simple to show his cooking skills, right?"
Chen Zhifeng didn't speak, in fact, he really thought so, egg fried rice is so simple, he can make a good taste on it, what can he test?
"Mr. Chen, don't believe it, if you are a top chef, ordinary egg fried rice can make you eat it with admiration. β
"If you don't believe it, ask Chef Zhang in your restaurant. Fan Yu said.
Chef Zhang, who was standing on the side, saw Chen Zhifeng's gaze and nodded: "Mr. Chen, what Mr. Fan said is good. When I was studying to cook, Master didn't let me make egg fried rice, and after a long time, I thought Master was embarrassing me and didn't want to teach me. But then Master made me a meal of egg fried rice, and I realized that the quality of cooking is not in simplicity or complexity, but in the technique and grasp of the heat. β
Chen Zhifeng nodded: "I see." Then listen to Mr. Fan, egg fried rice. β