Uncle Gao?

The corners of Li Qingrui's mouth twitched, in this S City, the person who can make the eldest young master of the Jiang family respectfully call the last sentence "Uncle Gao" seems to have no one else except the big guy of the Henggao Group, right?

But looking at the middle-aged uncle in front of him who has a beer belly, happily gnaws crayfish, and has no image at all, it is really difficult for Li Qinghui to connect him with the majestic chairman of Henggao Group.

On the contrary, it was another middle-aged man who came in with him in an expensive suit and a meticulous big back hair, who looked like a successful man, which was closer to Li Qinghui's imagination of a successful entrepreneur.

Could it be that the person who was called "Uncle Jiang" by Young Master Jiang was actually the one behind?

But as soon as the uncle in the suit spoke, Li Qingrui immediately realized that he had guessed wrong.

"Chairman, according to today's schedule, you should go to the airport, and there will be a cocktail party in the imperial capital in three hours that you need to attend......"

That's right, this stylish uncle in a suit is actually just an assistant to the fat general.

"Oooh oh...... Hmm...... "The fat general didn't pay attention to the assistant at all, and devoted himself to savoring the crayfish in his hand.

It's a masterpiece!

The fat general was extremely happy in his heart, fortunately, on the way to the airport, he found a message pushed by the official account of the text restaurant, saying that Boss Wen would launch a new dish today, and he immediately asked the driver to turn around and go straight to the text restaurant.

"Fat General, you're here!" When the super VIP of the text restaurant came, Takeo, the manager, of course, greeted him with a smile, but even if everyone knew his identity, he was still used to calling him "fat general" in the store.

"I'm sorry, it's full today, and the guests who are seated don't seem to have any plans to leave anytime soon......" Takeo has a bit of a headache, every time a new dish is launched, the turnover rate of the restaurant will be particularly low. Many customers are reluctant to leave even if they have eaten their share, always holding unrealistic illusions, thinking that if they stay long enough, they may have a good chance to order an extra one.

According to the rules, a VIP like the fat general should ensure that he is seated, but this is also on the premise that there are vacant seats, and now that the store is full, you can't drive away the guests who have already been seated for the sake of VIPs? It seems that in the future, he will have to make a rule, just like a cafeteria, that the maximum dining time of customers should not exceed 2 hours, perhaps only in this way can the turnover rate be increased.

"No seats?" The assistant immediately smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, if there is no seat, we will leave, and the chairman will go to the airport...... Before he could finish his words, the fat general took a crayfish and stuffed it directly into his mouth.......

What is it?

The assistant was stunned, he forgot about his work in an instant, and his heart was throbbing just for the spicy umami in his mouth!

In fact, even the well-informed fat general was greatly shocked, this crayfish is really special, after eating such a domineering spicy taste, there is no discomfort in the stomach at all, although he sweated a lot because of the burning just now, but he felt that his body was unprecedentedly comfortable, and the knotted places in his body were extremely smooth under the extreme spicy attack.

"Takeo, it's okay, I'll just sit here." The fat general didn't treat Young Master Jiang as an outsider at all, and pulled a plastic stool and sat down by himself, of course, the main reason for him to do this was the pot of volcanic crayfish in the middle of the table that exuded an attractive and spicy smell.

"This, this crayfish...... It's delicious, isn't it? The assistant also took advantage of the situation to pull a stool and sit down, and never mentioned the matter of going to the airport again, the drinking party in the imperial capital is important, but the boss himself can't speak, and it is not his turn to carry it when the sky falls, but this rare delicacy in front of him will definitely regret it if he misses it.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and they have been mixed with the fat general for so long, and they have become foodies even if they are not foodies.

Young Master Jiang didn't care about the two more shrimp rubbers who were not low, he was more concerned about the wine suitable for volcanic crayfish that the fat general just mentioned: "Uncle Gao, you just said that there is a wine in the text restaurant that is more suitable for pairing with volcanic crayfish than white beer?" ”

The fat general slapped his thigh: "Look at my memory, I don't remember anything when there is something delicious!" Takeo, let someone bring us a bunch of mead! ”

"Mead?!" Young Master Jiang and Li Qingrui repeated loudly in unison, and the two exchanged a look, and they both saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

Or did Young Master Jiang speak first: "Mead? Wouldn't it be too sweet? ”

There is indeed a rule in food pairing: salty and greasy foods can be paired with slightly sweet wine, but this volcanic crayfish, although it is seasoned, is just the right amount of saltiness, not too salty. And Chang Zhaowen did not take the step of frying the shrimp first and then adding ingredients and stir-frying when making this dish, this dish does not use much oil and is not greasy. Young Master Jiang didn't understand why he chose mead? It's more suitable for white beer!

The fat general tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and his face was proud: "You don't know, I'm not talking about ordinary mead, this wine has a lot of origins, it's Boss Wen...... Brewed together with our Henggao Group. ”

Hehe, I almost leaked my mouth, and now all the liquor produced by the text restaurant went to the affiliated food factory of Henggao Group to go around in a circle, and only after obtaining the formal qualifications did it be sold to the public.

It's not that he boasts, this mead is absolutely superb, no worse than those limited aged wines that need to be auctioned, but the production is limited, and the priority is to supply the text restaurant, and the amount allocated to him is really not much. In addition to occasionally entertaining the distinguished guests of Henggao Group, the fat general is not willing to give a bottle to others.

Homemade sake? A hint of imperceptible sarcasm flashed on Li Qinghui's face, no matter how powerful Chairman Gao is, but the interlacing is like a mountain, what he said is inevitably too layman.

Winemaking is not like other industries, it pays attention to the accumulation and inheritance of history. Even the Gao family, one of the first to run a winery in China, would not have been able to produce wine from decades of experience if it had not been for the acquisition of a vineyard in France that had been passed down for generations.

How long has the Text Restaurant been around? Although Henggao Group also has a side business of winemaking, as an industry insider, he has never heard of what they have made in the field of winemaking, and now he actually claims that his wine is good in front of experts? I'm not afraid to flash my tongue!

"A prickle of natural mead!" Takeo himself walked over with a glass bottle filled with golden liquid.

The sweet honey fragrance rushed to the face, and the crystal clear bubbles rose and fell in the liquor, and the eyes of Li Qingrui and Young Master Jiang lit up at the same time, this wine seemed to be really extraordinary!