He has a face that makes people can't stop looking at him.

The facial features are three-dimensional with a kind of finely crafted elegance. Whether it's the height of the brow bone or the twist of the line at the corner of the eye, it's just right.

And his eyes were like obsidian, obviously invisible, but extremely deep.

As soon as everyone's eyes fell into his eyes, there was an illusion as if they had been seen through.

"That, Mr. Jiang...... Our chefs will continue to serve you their signature dishes, and we hope that you will review them one by one and give professional advice. ”

Jiang Qianfan turned his face slightly and said to the special assistant on the side: "Li Yan, describe the dining environment of the Langhua Hotel for me." ”

Li Yan leaned towards Jiang Qianfan slightly, and said in an objective tone: "The decoration of the hotel is retro, and it is in the style of the late Qing Dynasty. All dining tables and chairs are made of wood. The scenery is close to the artistic conception of small bridges and flowing water. The decoration in the VIP room is also used for ink paintings by famous artists. The floor is clean and tidy, and the desktop is dust-free and greasy-free. Compared with other restaurants, the waiters here seem to have received more professional training. ”

"What about the speed of serving?" Jiang Qianfan's voice was undulating, making it impossible to guess whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with Li Yan's description.

"By the time we passed the hall, two-thirds of the guests had already eaten the hot dishes. At least appetizers were served on other tables. ”

"Pour me a cup of tea. Jiang Qianfan said lightly.

Zhao Dong was about to step forward, but the assistant Li Yan shook his hand at Zhao Dong, got up personally, touched the temperature of the teapot, and poured tea for Jiang Qianfan.

He picked up the teapot skillfully, and when the tea fell two-thirds of the way into the cup, he put it away, and not a drop of water leaked out.

Jiang Qianfan took a sip of tea.

One dish after another came up, Zhao Dong explained in great detail, the materials and craftsmanship of each dish are extremely detailed.

And for each dish, Jiang Qianfan will only serve it to his mouth once.

His chewing was slow, and with each swallow, the others followed him nervously.

Everyone looked at him in the hope that he would say at least one word of evaluation, such as "delicious" or "not delicious".

Until the sea cucumber soup was delivered to him.

Zhao Dong wanted to say something, but Li Yan shook his head at him.

"Director Zhao, in fact, as long as Mr. Jiang tastes it, he knows what the ingredients are, how to cook it, and what the chef's skills are. ”

“…… Oh, no wonder the industry says that Mr. Jiang has an 'absolute sense of taste'!

Jiang Qianfan scooped up a spoonful of sea cucumber soup, blew it and put it in his mouth.

In less than a second, he took the teacup and spat out the soup.

"How...... What's wrong?Is there anything wrong with this soup?" Zhao Dong stood up anxiously.

The other escorts were also very nervous.

"If it were in my restaurant, I wouldn't send such a soup to a guest. ”

"What?" Zhao Dong was dumbfounded, and said extremely angrily to the people around him, "Who is the chef of this soup?"

In less than three minutes, a chef in his thirties hurried over with his hat in his head.

Zhao Dong couldn't help but say that he scolded angrily: "It turned out to be you! Li Dexin! Your master also said that you are a good seedling, and I must recruit you into our Langhua Hotel! This is how you repay me? This sea cucumber soup is for Mr. Jiang to taste, and you actually make Mr. Jiang unable to swallow it!"

The chef named Li Dexin was completely stunned on the spot.

"From this moment on, you're fired!"

Li Dexin's fists clenched, he wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but in the end he swallowed the words in his mouth.

Just as he was about to take off the chef's hat, Jiang Qianfan, who had been silent, spoke.

The slightly cool sound swirls unhurriedly in this space like cold red wine.

"Your name is Li Dexin?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang. ”

"This sea cucumber soup shows that you have reached the point of perfection in the balance of flavors and the mastery of the heat. Your cooking skills are superb, but there are some flaws that even the best chef can't hide. It's rare that you can use such inferior ingredients to enhance the texture and taste of the soup to such an extent. ”

"Mr. Jiang, what do you mean......" Zhao Dong didn't hear any reprimanding Li Dexin from Jiang Qianfan, and even ...... Is it complimenting?

"Dong Zhao, I think there is a big problem in your hotel management, and that is procurement. Beef, lamb and duck are not the freshest ingredients in all your dishes. Of course, the worst quality is the sea cucumber, which is not refrigerated in the most suitable way after being flown to your hotel. These problems are absolutely not allowed in my restaurant. Obviously, I disagree with you on the business philosophy of the hotel. Therefore, we are not the most suitable partner. ”

Zhao Dong was completely dumbfounded.

The Langhua Hotel is now famous, and there are countless guests who come to dine, and if you have to use the ingredients of the day all the time, the pressure is too great, and the cost considerations have to make some concessions.

But Zhao Dong didn't expect that Jiang Qianfan could even taste these? Is this nitpicking?

He looked at Jiang Qianfan's assistant Li Yan, who just shook his head at him with an expression of helplessness.

Jiang Qianfan had already gotten up at this time, shook off his blind cane, and walked to the door.

When he passed by Li Dexin, he said, "I have a seafood restaurant in Manhattan. If you want to give it a try, you know how to find it. There, you'll get the freshest ingredients. ”

After speaking, Jiang Qianfan walked out, and assistant Li Yan hurriedly followed.

Li Dexin couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Jiang Qianfan is the biggest legend in the Chinese food industry, not only because he has become a three-Michelin-starred chef in New York at the age of eighteen, but also because under his management, Jiang's twenty restaurants in the United States have been awarded two Michelin stars, and three restaurants have won three Michelin stars for three consecutive years, and the seafood restaurant in Manhattan is one of them.

When Li Dexin heard that Zhao Dong was going to fire him, he thought that his career as a chef was over. Leaving the Langhua Hotel, I was afraid that it would be difficult to gain a foothold in other restaurants, but Jiang Qianfan personally extended an olive branch to him?

For Lin Kesong, the meal ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

Before leaving, Song Yiran asked if he wanted to send Lin Kesong home. Lin Kesong shook his head and said that he still wanted to go to the mall to buy something.

She doesn't have a penchant for making light bulbs.

Song Yiran didn't rush to leave, still standing at the door of the hotel chatting with Lin Kesong.

"Hey, I said today's sea cucumber soup, what do you think is not delicious?"

“…… In fact, my mother also stewed sea cucumber soup before, and I thought it was delicious. But today's sea cucumber soup always feels not very fresh. ”

At this time, surrounded by many people, Jiang Qianfan and his assistant walked out.

I just heard what Lin Kesong said.

Jiang Qianfan's footsteps paused slightly, and his face turned sideways in the direction where Lin Kesong was standing.

Li Yan turned to Zhao Dong, who had caught up, and said, "Now even your guests can taste the problem of sea cucumber soup." Zhao Dong, we are very disappointed in the Langhua Hotel. ”

After speaking, Li Yan took Jiang Qianfan into the car, and the car drove away.

When Zhao Dong was about to lose his temper with Lin Kesong, who was adding fuel to the fire, he found that Lin Kesong had already gone away.

Lin Kesong was carrying a bag, in fact, she didn't really want to go to any shopping mall, she just didn't want to see Song Yiran and Chu Ting kissing me.

In the Bentley, which was contrary to her, Jiang Qianfan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "What about the person who stood at the door of the Langhua Hotel just now and pointed out that the sea cucumber is not fresh?"

Li Yan hurriedly looked back: "She is walking on the road alone, as if she is going to take the subway." ”

"I have something to ask her. ”

Li Yan was slightly stunned, and immediately said to the driver to turn around and catch up with the girl.

So more than ten seconds later, when a black Bentley arrogantly stopped beside Lin Kesong, Lin Kesong was taken aback.

She leaned inside. I saw that the situation was not good just now, so I left the scene in three or two steps. It can't be that Zhao Dong sent someone to beat him, right?

But when the car window rolled down, what Lin Kesong saw was the handsome blind iceberg guy he had seen at the door of the hotel?

"Is the sea cucumber you tasted fresh in the Langhua Hotel?"

Jiang Qianfan's voice was cold.

Lin Kesong couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

She even wanted to find out if this guy was alive or a vampire?

"That's what I think. I guess I have the right to express my feelings, and I haven't posted on the Internet to affect the reputation of the Langhua Hotel!"

Lin Kesong wished he had looked tougher. If you knew her, you shouldn't refuse to let Song Yiran send her home.

"You are mistaken, miss. Mr. Jiang and you have the same evaluation. Because the chef's skills are very high, the freshness of the sea cucumber is handled very well. But if you can taste it, it means that you have a good palate. Li Yan, who was sitting next to Jiang Qianfan, explained gently.

Lin Kesong secretly exhaled. It's good that it's not sent by the Langhua Hotel to seek revenge.

"Are you from here?" Jiang Qianfan spoke again.

Each of his interrogative sentences sounded like declarative sentences to Lin Kesong, slightly pressing on her nerves.

"Yes. ”

"Are you familiar with the city's snacks?"

After Jiang Qianfan's words were finished, Li Yan on the side showed a surprised expression.

"Of course it's familiar. Grew up eating in this city. The truly distinctive things are never the things in the Langhua Hotel, but in some time-honored shops or small shops in the streets and alleys. ”

At this time, Jiang Qianfan suddenly opened the car door and walked down.

"I'll pay you a thousand dollars a day for a guided tour to take me to these snacks. If one of these snacks makes me feel delicious, I'll pay you another $500 in reward. ”

"What?" Lin Kesong wondered if he was hallucinating?

Take him to eat and drink and make a thousand dollars a day? This guy is fine, right?