The wind blowing from the English Channel was unabsurably cold, and wrapped in a thick layer of fog, spreading over Paris layer by layer, and finally forcing the sun to hide in a corner like a shy little girl.

Even if you stand in a high-rise apartment in the heart of the 4th arrondissement of Paris, you can't see through the layers of dense fog to see the opposite Notre Dame Cathedral.

Not being able to see the familiar clock tower is an unacceptable thing for Huai Liangren, who suffers from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and psychological cleanliness.

"Another unclear sky, and damn fog!"

The people of Huailiang are accustomed to defining something, and the sky like today is defined by him as 'unclear', the clock tower that reminds him of a monk's temple in his hometown when he can't see Notre Dame Cathedral for a day, 'a disaster', and the name of a three-Michelin-starred chef is defined by him as 'the conspiracy of the century on the tire'......

The honorary title of Cantonese genius is defined by him as 'pride and prejudice'. It's not that he's humble, he just can't accept that a genius like him is confined to just one Cantonese cuisine?

He should be a good person in all Chinese cuisines, no, it should be a genius shared by the culinary circles of the East and the West!

He is fond of the word 'sharing', where only good things are shared and not discarded together.

The villagers of Guangdong Province are diligent, intelligent, and have all the excellent qualities of the Chinese nation, but unfortunately, excellence will make people arrogant, and arrogance makes people prone to prejudice, and he, a genius of Cantonese cuisine, is obviously the product of prejudice!

No one can define me with such a narrow honorary title!

If there really is a kitchen god in this world, it must be my beloved!

"Damn the weather, and that damn Ruth, why hasn't my water been delivered yet!"

The habit of Huailiang people is to get up early every day and drink a glass of water, high-quality water. This kind of water is actually still there in his high-end apartment, but it has been turned on and overnight.

A knock sounded at the door at the right time.

Huai Liangren was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, frowning at Notre Dame Cathedral across from her, wrapped in thick fog: "God, it's been a terrible morning!"

Ruth, your sense of time is worse than today's weather, and you're thirteen seconds late!

We Chinese people have a saying that says, 'wasting other people's time is equivalent to plotting against other people's lives', are you trying to harm my life?"

"Right...... I'm sorry, Mr. Chef. ”

A blonde Frenchwoman gently pushed open the unlocked door and crept into the room, carrying two bottles of mineral water that looked like works of art.

Evian mineral water in France, the water source is located in the small town of Evian, France, backed by the Alps and facing Lake Léman, away from any pollution and human contact.

"Chef, you...... Your water. ”

Ruth's nervous feet nearly touched each other, and she almost fell on the expensive Persian carpet.

Every time she saw the chef, she was very nervous, and she thought of Jack, the country boy who always liked to giggle, and knew that she should have stayed on the farm honestly, and should not have come to Paris.

God, this chef has an even more eccentric temper than the twelve gods of ancient Greece, and he has a very serious habit of cleanliness.

It is a pity that she has to serve a 'king' with a strange temper while receiving a meager monthly salary.

"The water is on the table, and your shoes are dirty, remember to wipe them clean next time before walking into my room!oh, that's ......"

Huai Liangren's gaze fell on Ruth's arm, where there was a magazine, and the Chinese words on it could be faintly seen.

"Is it the latest issue of "The Taste of a Great Power"?"

Thinking of the girl with a gentle temperament, like a small jasper, but with the temperament of a young woman next door, Huai Liangren's eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"Yes...... Was received this morning, from ...... Sent from Huaguo Su Province. ”

Ruth replied tremblingly.

It gets even more terrifying every time the chef looks at her, and she worries that something bad will happen next.

"Well done, now you can give me the magazine. ”

Huai Liangren seemed to be in a cloudy mood suddenly, opened a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and took the magazine from Ruth's hand with a smile.

"It's like this every time, every time the chef will take this Chinese magazine with a smile, then look through it with a smile, then be in a daze, and then start to lose his temper...... Oh my God, who can save me?"

Ruth's legs began to tremble, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

"I wonder if there is any of her food review articles in this issue?"

Huai Liangren smiled gently, gently flipped the "Taste of the Great Country" in his hand, and his eyes first stayed on the catalog.

"Oh? 'You can't imagine', a food review poem?

It's rare for her to use poetry to make food reviews?"

Keeping my eyes on the introduction under the catalogue, 'At this moment, I may only be able to praise him and his food in poetic language'......

Hehe, I knew that she would not forget me, and it turned out that she wrote a poem for me carefully. Qing'er, when I left Mr. Yi's house, I once asked if you would think of me, and you said to me coldly, 'impossible', I knew that it must be possible, and now you are finally willing to admit it?

Well, knowing that I will subscribe to your magazine abroad, all of them confessed to me in such a romantic way? Hahaha, it's really hard to guess what is on the girl's mind.

"The chef seems to be in a good mood?"

Ruth, who was originally nervous, was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that the chef did not start to lose his temper when he didn't flip through the magazine as usual, but actually showed a smile as bright as the sun.

This is the time!

I can finally complete the task assigned by Manager Dave! That guest is a rich man...... If I can complete the mission successfully, I will definitely get a big commission, and then I will go back to the farm to find Jeff and never come back!

"Lord...... Chef, I have a guest who has a reservation today......"

Huai Liangren flipped through the magazine and replied gently, "Let me guess, does he want to eat the food I made himself?"

Well, I'm in a good mood today, tell me who he is, is he a famous gourmet, or is he a member of the royal family or a wealthy family of a certain country?"

"Both...... Neither, it's a vice president of a multinational company, sir......"

"Ruth, you should know my rules, an upstart who doesn't know how to eat is not qualified to let me serve him. You should tell Dave to let other chefs deal with this kind of person, that's a gentleman's agreement between me and him. ”

"Yes...... But Manager Dave said, I hope you can make an exception. That gentleman is willing to pay a lot of money, just hoping to eat the delicious food you have made himself. ”

"Well, let me think about it, Dave is an honest man, I don't think I should make it too difficult for him?"

Huai Liangren was in a good mood and quickly flipped through the magazine, and finally found Lin Qing's food review poem.

"Qing'er's writing is really getting better and better, look at what a beautiful word this is!

'At that moment, the dawn is coming, and the night is not ......'

Well, brilliantly written!

'Follow a wisp of incense and come to him......

Well, when, I don't seem to remember, but I do have a habit of men's perfumes, and it's hard for her to remember.

......

I love you!

Large and small intestines.

What is this!"

Huai Liangren's face gradually turned pale, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly slammed the magazine on the ground and yelled at Ruth: "You tell Dave for me that it is simply wishful thinking for me to cook for an upstart!

You get out too!"

Ruth was frightened by the sudden rage of the Huai Liangren, tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned to flee.

"Come back! You can book a ticket back to China for me, the sooner the better, and economy class is also available!

What are you still doing now! now! right now!"

Looking at Ruth, who had fled the door, Huai Liangren suddenly remembered something, picked up the magazine on the carpet with an arrow, and quickly turned to the page just now.

"The breakfast department of the Kyushu Ding Food Hotel in Chudu, Suzhou Province, what, it turned out to be the early department?

Zhou Dong?

Braised and burned?"