"Who is he, and why are you bothering me?"

Ou Zhaofeng asked suspiciously.

"You come with me first. ”

Fernan pulled him aside and muttered for a long time.

Ou Zhaofeng's expression became suspicious, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, they have been with me for a long time, and they will never betray me." ”

"Wealth touches people's hearts!"

Fei Nan whispered: "In short, you should prepare mentally in advance. ”

"Boss, the guests are looking for you!"

The fat second chef ran over, holding a business card in his hand.

"Got it!

Ou Zhaofeng scolded, took the business card and read: "Chairman of Chaofan Group, what is the origin?"

He frowned and glared at the second chef, nodded at Fei Nan again, put his hands behind his back, and slowly stepped forward.

"Brother Nan, is that Master Ou?"

Zhao Gangsheng came to Fei Nan's side and asked, "Will he be a full banquet for the Manchu and Han Dynasty?"

"Hmm. ”

Fei Nan explained: "That bald head will also do it, he is the heir of the Niu faction, and Master Ou is the Zhao faction. ”

"Why are the chefs also divided into factions?"

Zhao Gangsheng asked curiously: "Then which faction makes the Manchu and Han banquets more delicious?"

"I haven't eaten it again, how do I know?"

Zhao Gangsheng shook his head and said, "I want to go to the bathroom." ”

"Over there. ”

Fei Nan pointed in a direction, and Zhao Gangsheng trotted over.

Master Ou chatted with Huang Rong for a few words, and Huang Rong walked directly past him and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey, you can't just mess into the kitchen. ”

The second chef shouted after him, but was pushed aside.

The attendant behind Huang Rong walked in front of him, brutally pushing the waiters and diners away to clear the way for him.

Fernan stood in the aisle, and one of his attendants stepped forward and pushed him towards his chest, but he grabbed his wrist.

Fei Nan exerted a slight force, and the attendant screamed miserably, almost falling to his knees.

Huang Rong frowned and looked at him, looked up and down, squeezed out a smile, and said with a smile: "This gentleman, we are going to the kitchen, please let me go." ”

"Isn't the place spacious enough?"

Fei Nan raised his chin, he was a head taller than Huang Rong, and the meaning of condescending and looking down was obvious.

Huang Rong narrowed his eyes, smiled, didn't speak, and walked over from the gap on Feinan's side with a bowed head.

Seeing that the boss didn't speak, the attendants also wilted, and walked past Feinan one by one.

Fernan let go of his hand, and the attendant grabbed his wrist, glanced up at him, and quickly followed.

Isn't it good to nourish qi?

Ou Zhaofeng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master Fei, you are right, that guy is really not good!"

"He is the heir to the Ox Pie. Fernan said briefly.

"Huh?"

Ou Zhaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly understood Huang Rong's intention, and couldn't help but faintly show anger: "No wonder he asked about the Manchu Han Quanxi as soon as he opened his mouth! He is obviously here to provoke! I want to see what tricks he is going to play!"

As he spoke, he angrily chased after him and followed him into the kitchen.

On the other side, Zhao Gangsheng came out of the bathroom, followed by a young girl with dyed red hair and heavy makeup, and the two chatted happily.

"What other Chinese language do you speak?"

"It's French!"

"Master Ou is really your old bean? Then you let him take me as an apprentice, okay? I want to learn to cook. ”

"What's the point of being smoky, why do you want to learn to cook?"

"My chick went to Canada, and I had to become a chef to get a visa to go to her. ”

"So infatuated? That must be beautiful, is there me?"

"A hundred times more beautiful than you. ”

"I know why she went to Canada. ”

"Why?"

"Because you're a pig. ”

The girl shook her head and went to the side, and Zhao Gangsheng saw Fei Nan and hurriedly ran over.

"Where's Master Ou?"

"Let's go to the kitchen, let's go see the excitement too!"

Fei Nan walked towards the kitchen, Zhao Gangsheng followed behind, and entered the kitchen, but saw that Huang Rong was already standing in front of the stove and tied an apron.

The flames rose, the pot and spoon flipped over, and Huang Rong began to make his dry fried beef river.

Fei Nan stood aside with his arms crossed, and Zhao Gangsheng was dumbfounded.

"Is this cooking or a fire show?"

Hearing his muttering, Huang Rong squinted his eyes, let out a sneer from his nostrils, and casually buckled the roasted beef into the basin.

Smelling the smell of beef in the air, Fernan nodded secretly.

Regardless of his character, this Huang Rong's cooking skills do have two hits.

Stir-fry over the hot fire, put all kinds of materials into the pot, and after a while, the dry fried Niu River came out of the pot.

Huang Rong took a pair of chopsticks, picked up one end of the pho, rolled it into a roll, and put it on another plate.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but in an instant they understood that he was arranging for pho.

Pouring sake on the plate of pho, Huang Rong lit it with a lighter, the flame rose, reflecting his face flickering, he smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: "Please try my crispy dry fried beef river." ”

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but gather around.

"It smells so good!"

The third kitchen picked up a piece of rice noodles, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh.

Ou Zhaofeng also stepped forward to taste it, and his face changed slightly.

"How?"

Fei Nan stepped forward and asked.

"Master Fei, you can taste it. ”

Ou Zhaofeng stepped out of the way, and Fei Nan stepped forward, grabbed a piece of pho, along with a slice of beef, and put it into his mouth.

Raising his eyebrows, Feinan said with a smile: "Crispy and elastic, with the aroma of sake, the original taste of beef, good kung fu." ”

Huang Rong laughed proudly, hugged his arms, and the attendant on the side immediately praised him: "Of course, our boss has been traveling abroad all these years, and every time he goes to a place, he will cook vegetables for people to eat, and no one will say bad things after eating." ”

"It's a pity ......"

Fernan shook his head.

Huang Rong's face changed, and he asked with a straight face: "What is a pity?"

Fei Nan put down his chopsticks and said: "Dry fried beef river, the most important thing is the wok, to have the fragrance of the wok, the temperature must be enough, you spent a certain amount of time arranging the plate, it does look a lot better, but it also loses the temperature." ”

"Even if you burn the sake and reheat it, the moisture in the sake also soaks into the pho, making the koba soften, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"Huh, what do you know?"

Huang Rong squinted his eyes with disdain and said: "With the so-called authentic theory, how can Chinese food go to the world and go internationally?"

"A dish is all about the smell and flavor, and I lost a certain amount of wok in exchange for a more elaborate presentation and a unique aroma of sake, which was totally worth the exchange and took care of the tastes of Southeast Asian diners. ”

"A chef who can only cook traditional dishes, what kind of good chef is a good chef? A good chef should be able to innovate, such a crispy fried beef river that I have improved can already enter the menu of the top restaurants in Xianggang, do you think that every dry fried beef river must be like in a food stall?"

Huh? I didn't expect this guy to have such an opinion?

Fernan was a little surprised, but still shook his head: "You are wrong. ”