Xie Jiuli has always said that the chefs in the Fangong family are top-notch, and the greedy Mo Tutu began to be hungry as soon as he arrived at the manor, and he especially wanted to eat. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info However, the Van Palace has something to deal with, and the servant is embarrassed to trouble others, so when he saw the Van Palace, Mo Tutu could no longer hold back his desire to eat and spoke directly.

But at this time, it was also time for dinner, and the Van Palace smiled and said to Mo Tutu: "It's not mine who neglected my guests." Then he said to Xie Jiuli: "Then let's go to the courtyard to eat? There is a stone table in the courtyard, facing the impatiens flower garden, we can eat with the fragrance of flowers." ”

Xie Jiuli nodded, "You don't need to ask me about eating, I have always refused to come." ”

Walking through the stone road, soon the group of people arrived at the courtyard mentioned by the Vatican Palace. The courtyard is in front of a two-story villa, surrounded by flower beds, and near the pond where some koi fish are raised.

"If I had come back earlier, you would have seen the lotus flowers in my garden. Van Gong said as he sat down.

Xie Jiuli looked at the surrounding flower beds, the color was delicate and beautiful, and it was very eye-catching. "It's not bad now, you have a lot of flowers and plants in this manor, even if you can see lotus flowers, it's just icing on the cake. ”

He turned his head, looked at the palace and said, "I'm still more worried about your chef's skills." I've eaten it a few times before, and it's really fresh and unforgettable. ”

Mo Tutu looked at Xie Jiuli with bright eyes, and said, "Is it really as good as you say?"

Xie Jiuli nodded, "Of course, that's a three-star Michelin chef, who specializes in cooking for their family." Now I can't find a few in the whole country. ”

Of course, Mo Tutu knew that this Michelin chef was powerful, and his eyes were already bright, and he couldn't express his excitement again. "Wow, that's enough for this time. ”

Fan Gong looked at Mo Tutu's white slap and the unconcealed expectation and smile on his face, and he also felt happy. "When you're done, I'm afraid you don't want to leave. ”

Wei Xiao'an looked at the hearty smile of the Fangong and felt extremely dazzling, fiddling with the water glass in front of him, but his face was gloomy and he did not speak. Of course, he knew that although Mo Tutu was greedy, he would go back with him when he was full. They haven't been together for a year or two, so they naturally understand Mo Tutu's attributes. It's just that no one has been so blatantly courteous to Mo Tutu in front of him for many years, so he feels uncomfortable all over his body. Even the expectation of a three-Michelin-starred chef is not so strong.

He remembered that when he visited today, he found that there was a gym in the building next door. There is a taekwondo uniform hanging inside, and presumably the Brahma Palace should also be able to resist fighting. He felt the need for some physical activity after dinner, so that it was worth the trip.

At this time the servants came with wine, and poured them wine in turn. Mo Tutu tasted it, it was whiskey. Then he put the glass down. "I can't drink this. ”

The palace instructed the servants, "Change the cocktail." ”

The servant nodded and went down. After about half an hour, the back kitchen began to serve. The starter was smoked salmon foie gras sauce, shrimp and avocado fruit and vegetable salad, and garlic baked scallops with creamy mushroom and chicken broth. Next up are pan-fried lamb chops with millet salad, roast duck crepes with rocket vegetables, herb gratin salad and beer-stewed brisket. These dishes are meat and vegetarian combinations, the taste is delicate and refreshing, and Xie Jiuli and others are particularly comfortable to eat. In particular, the pan-fried lamb chops are just right, the meat is tender, and the millet salad has a slightly sweet taste, and the mouth feels like a party. It's just that the beer stewed brisket, but for some reason the taste is bitter, and there is an indescribable weird feeling.

Everyone felt something was wrong when they tasted this dish. Xie Jiuli frowned and looked at the beef brisket in front of him, the stew was just right, but the taste was very poor, and it was different from all the dishes he had eaten before. Could it be that the chef made these dishes and suddenly missed?

Xie Jiuli only thought that this dish was bad, and pushed it aside to prepare to eat other dishes. But Mo Tutu only took a bite of the brisket and said, "What's wrong with this dish?

Naturally, the Van Palace also tasted wrong, and his face was not very good-looking at the moment. He invited his friends to dinner as the host, but his own chef made such a bad dish with the title of Michelin chef, and he suddenly felt a little unbearable on his face. Then he summoned his servants, and said in a cold voice, "Call Sim, and I'll ask him how this dish is made." ”

The cook, Sim, was soon led by the servants. It was a chubby, blond-haired, amiable foreigner. He was wearing work clothes, and he followed the servants towards Xie Jiuli and them with an inexplicable expression.

Sim walked up to the palace and asked blankly in French, "Fan, do you have something to look for me?"

Van Gong raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and said with a displeased face in French: "Sim, you have always cooked very well. What's going on today? You can serve something that doesn't sit on the table?"

Among Xie Jiuli and the others, only Wei Xiaoan could understand a little French, and immediately explained to them in a whisper what they said. But in this case, you can guess what they are talking about just by looking at it.

Sim saw that the Vatican Palace was pointing to the beer-stewed beef brisket in front of him, and kept saying that his food was unpalatable, and his whole face suddenly turned red. "How is this possible?

Van Gong laughed, pointed to the dish and said again: "Is there a problem, you can talk about it after you taste it yourself." ”

"There can't be a problem with my dish. Sim muttered, grabbing a piece of brisket with his hand and putting it in his mouth. As soon as he entered the mouth, his face changed, and he was shocked: "Who? Who touched my dish!"

Fangong's face was not good, and he only said: "Sim, you won't even let me enter the kitchen without your permission, who else can touch your dishes?"

Sim's face was redder than before, and beads of sweat could be clearly seen in his hair. Sim raised his hand and pointed at the palace and said loudly: "There will be no problem with my dishes, you are disrespectful to me!"

Seeing that Sim and the Van Palace were about to quarrel, Xie Jiuli hurriedly said to the Van Palace: "If there is a problem with this dish, just change it, what a big deal." ”

Van Gong's face softened slightly, "I invited you to my manor as a guest, not so that you can eat this kind of thing! This kind of thing can also be eaten by my guests? I will never allow it!"

Sim had no choice but to leave depressed and angry.

was interrupted like this, and everyone had little left of the good mood of eating before, and the remaining desserts were not eaten much and went back to the villa.

As night fell, the lights in the manor were on. Everyone sat around the living room to play cards, and after Wei Xiaoan won, he threw down the cards in his hand and said with a deep smile to the Van Palace: "I saw that there is a taekwondo uniform in your gym, is it yours?"