After arranging everything, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the night when I returned to the hotel from the Hebrew Earl's house, Xu Jie went to bed early, and Zhang Feng was preparing the menu, sixty people, saying more and less, because the British people do not eat like the Chinese, most of them are single servings, so many need one per person, so there is more workload.

"Huh...... It's finally done, the tour is over, if you open a manor, you will be the first menu!" Zhang Feng put away the menu he had written, but instead of going to sleep directly, he poured a glass of red wine and stood by the window, looking at the few lights outside, thinking about things.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Feng and Xu Jie went to the Hebrew Earl's manor, and under the arrangement of the Hebrew Earl, they and the Hebrew Earl's personal chef began to prepare the ingredients needed for this dinner.

In the kitchen, there were no idlers, and when he processed the ingredients, Zhang Feng's attention was focused again, and he didn't talk to Uncle Harry, the personal chef of the Hebrew Earl, which made the atmosphere somewhat stuffy.

Uncle Harry was a cute middle-aged man with a mustache, and he probably felt that the atmosphere was a little dead, so he found a topic, looked at the potato strips that he was quite satisfied with cut in front of him, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what do you think of my knife work?"

Zhang Feng heard Uncle Harry call him, swung the last knife, looked up at Uncle Harry on the side, lowered his gaze slightly, and asked with a smile, "Tell the truth?"

"Of course, to be honest. Although Uncle Harry felt a little bad, he still smiled and asked Zhang Feng to tell the truth.

Zhang Feng didn't make a detour, and said: "You, a knife worker, can't enter the back kitchen in a general Chinese restaurant." ”

Uncle Harry didn't react for a while, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he asked in surprise, "You mean I can't get into the kitchen in your Chinese restaurant?"

Zhang Feng nodded seriously, and immediately comforted: "Our Chinese cooking skills, knife work is the foundation, you look at your potatoes, it seems to be the same size, but pick it up, the rules under the tail are different, but you don't care, after all, it is two styles, we do some fine technical work, it may be easier." ”

When Uncle Harry heard Zhang Feng say this, he laughed and said, "It's okay, you're not the first to say this to me, your Chinese cooks, knife skills are really good, tofu can be cut into hair, what is that dish called......"

"The window contains Xiling Qianqiu Snow, also known as Wensi Tofu, a small piece of tofu, and it is no problem to cut thousands of knives. Zhang Feng replied with a smile.

However, after the previous "window contains Xiling Qianqiu Snow" was translated into English, there was too much artistic conception, so Uncle Harry also felt a lot less artistic conception, but the expression on his face was very surprised, and yearning, and asked, "Why don't you make some Chinese dishes to decorate the dinner?" ”

Zhang Feng was a little embarrassed, not that he didn't want to, the key Chinese dishes were not easy to share, so he taught himself a little, he couldn't do anything expensive, and he couldn't make anything, so he had to find a reason to prevaricate: "I'm afraid that everyone won't be used to eating it, so I chose seafood, a more common main ingredient, but if there is tofu, I can make a dish of Wensi tofu to add color." ”

"This is very good, what kind of tofu do you want, I'll have someone send it. ”

"It's better to be pure white, and colored ones are fine, but they need to be made of beans. Zhang Feng said roughly.

"Okay, I'll tell the housekeeper to go, I'll definitely find it, you get busy first, I'll come back to work right away." "Uncle Harry was very excited, and it was natural to see this kind of dish that tested his knife skills, and he was very hard-working.

Zhang Feng continued to be busy with the processing of ingredients, and the brand-new cowhide bag contained seven knives that had been refreshed, but Zhang Feng hadn't moved their minds yet, and planned to use them when he was cooking tonight's finale later.

"Good knives and good cooks, you seven will not lose, and you will definitely jump up with joy at night when you have a blood on my hands. Zhang Feng muttered to himself, put away the ingredients in his hand, and continued to deal with the next one.

Uncle Harry also returned to the kitchen with a happy face, and said with a smile: "Okay, there is a restaurant in Chinatown where the cook is my friend, and he said that there are tofu cubes that meet the requirements, and it is estimated that they will be delivered before two o'clock." ”

"Okay, then the first piece will be yours. ”

"Hahaha, by the way, they all say that you Chinese people know kung fu, a few days ago when I went to the city to buy ingredients, I saw a young man with your eastern face knocking down a few black people, using Chinese kung fu, will you teach me two hands. ”

Uncle Harry seems to like Chinese culture very much, but he also said a foreigner's guess about Chinese people, especially serious men in China, that is, they can do kung fu.

Zhang Feng heard the word kung fu come out of Uncle Harry's mouth, that kind of pronunciation, very happy, and responded with a smile: "Yes, look." ”

Zhang Feng said and picked up the iron basin on the side, and under Uncle Harry's dull gaze, he instantly pressed the iron basin together, and then restored it.

"This is Huaxia's kung fu, which can not only hurt people, but also restore it in turn. ”

Bang Bang Bang!

"You are really amazing, you Chinese people really know kung fu, no wonder some time ago the shop of another Chinese friend of mine was robbed at gunpoint, and finally my friend chased a street with a kitchen knife, and then my friend's wife fired a shot, and found out that it was a real gun and was afraid for a while. Uncle Harry's chatterbox opened.

The two chatted, but they did not delay the work at hand, at noon, seventy percent of the ingredients had been processed, and there were all kinds of seafood, but it was not advisable to deal with it too early, Zhang Feng also used his spare strength to make a table of Chinese dishes, which attracted praise from the people in the Earl's Palace.

"Grandpa Housekeeper, where have the Hebrew Earl and Xu Jie gone?"

"The Earl and Miss Xu are on their way together, and they will be back by the afternoon, by the way, Mr. Zhang, do you need to take a moment to see if you need to adjust the position of the works you want to exhibit or something? The old butler said.

"Okay, eat first, this is called green pepper wrapped pork, it tastes amazing, you will definitely like it. ”

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After eating a simple meal, Zhang Feng followed the housekeeper and began to turn the gallery, the gallery layout is very meaningful, the photos inside are also of the right size, the end is a restaurant that can accommodate 100 people, simple decoration, comfortable lighting, reasonable layout.

"Mr. Zhang, does the layout of the restaurant need to be changed?"

"Well, add a separate table here, no utensils on it. Zhang Feng pointed to the center of the restaurant.

"Okay, I'll arrange it later. ”