Chen Xuanbei saw that Qian Chuanzi was covered in pimples, and he looked like a bastard, and he was a little scared, so he muttered in a low voice, who knew that his father was even more popular now, and slapped the table again.

"What's the cost!800 yuan, it's delicious, this dish is so unpalatable, where is it worth 800? No, call your boss over!"

Qian Chuanzi was scolded by the old man's words, and he didn't react for a long time.

If it is because there is no location, or the price of the food is high, the queue time is long and other problems complain and scold the street, he can understand, but he can scold the food in his restaurant for being unpalatable, this is really the first time......

"I, I, I...... Did I hear me right? Uncle...... You say our food is unpalatable?"

Qian Chuanzi's eyes were wide.

"It's unpalatable, it's very unpalatable, I don't believe you can taste it yourself......"

Qian Chuanzi mechanically picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of husband and wife lung and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed a few bites.

"It's not unpleasant, it still tastes like this......"

"It's always hard to eat!"

"I'll try ...... again"

"Taste another slice of ......"

"Hmm...... Gotta try it......"

"One last taste ......"

……

After tasting it in two bites and three bites, the already small number of husband and wife lung slices were eaten by Qian Chuanzi alone until only the sauce remained.

Syllable!

The old man slapped the table again!

"Have you tasted enough! I'll let you call your boss out!"

As soon as he slapped the table here, Bai Feng came over from the kitchen, looked at the money skewers, and then at the old man and the empty plates on the table.

"Skewers, the money for the couple's lung tablets is deducted from your salary ......"

"I ......"

The money skewers didn't take advantage of it enough, and when they ran into Bai Feng, they could only pull their faces helplessly and roll back to the bar.

"Old man, do you mean...... The taste of the dish is weak?"

The old man looked at Bai Feng and snorted with his nose.

"It's not light, it's tasteless at all!"

"That'...... Is it because the couple's lung slices are tasteless or are all the dishes tasteless?"

"All ...... I said that you businessmen, who sell so expensively, and the dishes are so unpalatable, do you have a conscience?"

……

Bai Feng pinched her chin and looked at the old man and the young man beside him, and she almost subconsciously judged that these two people did not come to make trouble on purpose.

The watch on the old man's arm costs tens of thousands, not to mention that he is so old, he won't make trouble for dishes.

But he didn't dare to fully guarantee that this was the case, so he secretly threw a mind reading skill to the old man.

Mind Reading Success!

[Hmph, is it easy for my son to make money? 800 yuan will give us such an unpalatable dish? If I don't solve this matter today, I will have to complain to the Consumer Association, it's too embarrassing......]

Bai Feng was completely puzzled this time, and he was full of slander in his heart.

If you want to say that this person's tastes are different, she can understand it, but the basic delicious and unpalatable can still be distinguished, for example,, no one says it's delicious, right?

Even if the old man doesn't like the taste of husband and wife lung slices, then there are also called flower chicken and West Lake vinegar fish, one is sweet and sour, the other is five-flavored, and the husband and wife lung slices are completely different and spicy, he can't not like any of the tastes, right?

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered Meng Yun, so did the old man in front of her also lose his sense of taste......

"Hehe, uncle, don't worry, our restaurant won't pay attention to anything, but the taste of the food is our bottom limit, I'll make you a new ...... now"

After Bai Feng finished speaking, he just wanted to turn around, but he heard the uncle humming behind him.

"That's the best, but you have to do it well, don't be like the Zhiwei restaurant opposite, I made it two or three times, once sour and lost my teeth, and once salty and dead......"

"Soreness and tooth loss?"

Bai Feng was stunned again and looked at the old man incredulously.

What is the situation? He can taste the taste, which means that he is not a taste problem, nor is he deliberately finding faults, but why does he feel that it is not delicious?

Bai Feng touched his head and returned to the kitchen, looked at the ingredients, and then made a difficulty, making these three dishes for the old man again, it was bound to be the same result, but if you change the dishes, what should you change? He has neither lost his sense of taste, nor has he had a unique taste......

Since it's not his problem, it's his own problem, then......

Suddenly, a word popped up!

Balance!

That's right, it's balance, and she has always thought that the best meal is to bring all the condiments to a stable balance, so that the greatest number of people can be satisfied.

But this situation will also make it difficult for some people to accept, but this part of the population is very small, almost 1 in 10 million, so when she chose this approach, she directly ignored this 1 in 10 million.

This group of people, known as 'heavy taste' by ordinary people, likes to eat very salty, some like to eat very sour, and some like very heavy 'balance'.

If these people are allowed to eat normal meals, they will feel that the food is bland and tasteless, just like a person who often works in a noisy environment, and suddenly he goes to a quiet place, his ears will be very numb, and he will even have tinnitus for a long time.

"Hehe, what a strange old man with heavy taste, the sense of taste can't conquer you, so you can only work hard from the sense of smell, Mo Bei, Meng Fei, Qin Shuang, all stop, now I'll teach you a new dish - Gloomy ** rice!"

The three people in the kitchen were stunned for a moment, and then ecstasy, because there was something to learn a new dish.

Qin Shuang trembled excitedly and asked Bai Feng weakly.

"Mr. Bai, why is this rice called such a strange name......

Mo Bei saw the ingredients prepared by Bai Feng, but he showed doubts and asked.

"Master, how can the ingredients you prepare be the ingredients for making egg fried rice......"

Bai Feng explained to the three of them with a smile as he started to make it.

"That's right, this is indeed egg fried rice, but it's not ordinary egg fried rice, this gloomy ** rice, it's about the mood, what mood you take to cook it, what the taste of the rice looks like, look good!"

After Bai Feng finished speaking, her wrist flicked, the spatula was tossed back and forth in her hand, and in the expressions of the three people, Bai Feng also showed the caution and seriousness that she hadn't seen for a long time, her face was sad, and her speed was extremely fast......

Eight minutes later, Bai Feng took the plate and put it in front of Chen Xuanbei's father.

"Uncle, try this ...... again"

The old man just glanced at it, and his face immediately welled up with displeasure.

"What the hell? You fool me with a broken egg fried rice? Our three dishes cost 2,200 yuan, and you remade it to make an egg fried rice?"

"Hehe, uncle, don't worry, you try it first, if you are not satisfied, I will refund you in full!"

The old man frowned, his face changed a few times, and finally he picked up the chopsticks and tasted it......

As he chewed slowly, the rest of the table stared at him......

"Old man, tell me quickly, how does it taste?"

"Mr. Bai has made an exception for you for the first time...... Old man, I'll serve you if I don't accept the wall!"

"Hey, old man, why are you still crying......"

"Is this a delicious cry, or an unpalatable cry, old man, do you speak......?"

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