In the kitchen of Zhuo Cheng Restaurant, every chef is sweating and concentrating on cooking the dishes in the pot.

Among these chefs, a chef who is not too tall picks up a spoon and scoops a spoonful of the soup from the pot and savors the flavor.

He frowned slightly, as if he wasn't very happy with the dish.

"Haolin, Que Zhengqing is here. "A middle-aged chef wearing a chef's hat walks into the kitchen and comes to the young chef.

"I know, the foreman has already told me. "The chef is not very tall, but his voice is very cold.

"Well, how is his dish cooked? isn't it?" the middle-aged chef looked at the young chef's expression, a little strange.

"It can be said to be perfect. Liu Haolin replied.

"Your expression is not as relaxed as your words. The middle-aged chef said with a frown.

"It's because it's so perfect, that's why I'm not happy. The corners of Liu Haolin's mouth turned up, revealing a shallow smile, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

The little chef standing across from him shivered at his gaze.

With such an expression, he is too familiar - Liu Haolin is definitely doing something.

"And what do you mean?"

Knowing a son is like a father, as soon as Liu Haolin's words came out, Liu Shihai knew that his son was making a small calculation.

"Hmph. Coming over with Que Zhengqing's bastard, it's still a few foreigners...... I'm not stupid, he's going to bring these foreigners here for no reason? It must be the ones who participated in the-blue, and besides, I just saw the woman who was ranked No. 1 in the U18 rankings through the window, the one named Ho Lin...... Want to try my dishes?Hmph, it's a shame that they came up with it?" Liu Haolin gritted his teeth and frowned.

"Then what do you want to do?" Liu Shihai asked.

"I'm never going to make the perfect dish. Since they want to judge my strength from the dishes, then I will let them misjudge. Dad, this is called 'pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger', you just look at me, right?" Liu Haolin said.

"What if they can't taste it?" Liu Shihai was a little worried.

Since you want these people to misjudge, you must make them unable to eat shortcomings.

"They don't know how to cook Cantonese food, of course they can't taste it, but they will definitely compare it with the dishes they cook, and that's enough. I want to taste the shortcomings in my dishes, they are not strong enough. Dongfang really thought that they could start a food school by just a few old men, they thought too simply. Liu Haolin gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed contempt.

Liu Shihai sighed, "Be careful, there are many masters in this competition, and Fu Xiuyun and Cheng Huaizhi will also come to ......."

"I know that it wasn't until the first half of this year that I left the master and made them proud for two years, otherwise, last year's The-Blue championship would have been mine. Liu Haolin snorted coldly.

Liu Shihai shook his head, he didn't say a word for a long time, his son was still too proud.

……

Zheng Ke and a few people sat around the round table and chatted, and after a while, they were a little thirsty, and just wanted to find the waiter to pour water, the door was gently pushed open, and the waitress walked in with a teapot, and after giving everyone a cup of tea, she gently retreated.

This kind of tea is called "Qingkou tea" in China, and it is used to moisten the throat before serving, and sometimes it is also used to clean the tableware.

Zheng Ke doesn't know much about tea art, and he has some knowledge of related knowledge, but he is still a layman in making tea and tasting tea.

"I remember when I was in Japan, I used to see a tea ceremony. Catherine took a soft sip of tea, the fragrance echoing in her mouth.

"However, the origin of the Japanese tea ceremony lies in China. Que Zhengqing said.

"Really?" Catherine looked at Kohei and Erina, who didn't know much about them.

Erina nodded, "The tea ceremony did come from Huaxia. Senior Zheng should know this, right?"

Zheng Ke was drinking tea, he didn't expect Erina to throw the question to him, he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "In the Song Dynasty of China, Japanese monks came to China and brought the Jingshan Tea Banquet back to Japan, which is the origin of the Japanese tea ceremony. Later, Japan developed it according to its own actual situation to make it more suitable for Japan. ”

"Actually, how to make tea is another technology, and I don't know much about it. ”

When Xingping heard this, he nodded again and again, expressing his agreement with Zheng Ke's statement.

At the end of the day, Kohei is still a popular restaurant, and it's hard to get involved in the tea ceremony. Among these people here, I am afraid that the only people involved in the tea ceremony are Que Zhengqing and Erina.

Erina is like this because of her family education.,And Que Zhengqing, as the head of the Oriental School Park.,These should be involved.。

While everyone was chatting, the door opened again, and the waiter entered the restaurant.

"Guys, the meal is ready to be served, can you serve it now?"

Zheng Ke glanced at Marcus, "Teacher, what do you think?"

Marcus glanced at his watch, it was almost half past four, and nodded, "Bring it now, right?"

The waitress stepped back, and two more waitresses walked in. One of them carried a tray, while a waiter brought up the cutlery, and in front of each of them were teacups, small bowls, small plates, chopsticks, soup spoons, knives and forks.

Xingping's attention was on the tray, and they stared at the tray to know what was on it.

"This dish is an assorted vegetarian platter. ”

The waitress gently places the plates on the tray in the center of the table.

Zheng Ke looked at the plate and touched his nose gently.

Although it is only a platter, the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

In the center of the plate are mountains of shredded bamboo shoots, gluten, and mushrooms, and on the outside are "duck meat" cut into long pieces, and on the outside of "duck meat" are vegetarian hooves and a thousand buns wrapped in a tube. Pineapple slices cut into four joys, fried olives and other ingredients are placed outside.

At first glance, it looks like a blooming begonia. The various colors are stacked on top of each other to make them stand out.

The whole dish is obviously a vegetarian dish, but it looks extremely rich.

What's even more deadly is that the fragrant smell keeps coming out of the middle of the plate, making people salivate.

"Uncle Marcus, shall we begin?" Catherine licked her lips and left the diet behind.

In front of the food, she forgot about those troubles for a while.

"Well, let's start tasting it?" Marcus picked up a fork, forked a piece of "duck meat", put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently. The "duck" is not as fatty as Marcus expected, but it is surprisingly delicious.

The rich taste gradually spreads in his mouth, and finally entrenches itself on his taste buds.

Delicious!

Marcus never took his eyes off the plate after taking a bite.