"Don't talk nonsense, don't go if you're afraid!"

How rigid is Fuji Feng, afraid of him? What Michelin, can you still eat it if you throw money at it? The big capitalist who opened the store, is he stupid or are you stupid?

"Go, go, how can you not go!" Just kidding, Suzuki has eaten three Michelin stars a few times in his life, his actual combat power is no worse than that of a national martial arts master at the peak of Ming Jin, and the amount of food is the same, it is definitely not a problem to eat a sheep in one meal, who is stupid enough to refuse if he can let go of eating this thing?

"It's amazing, I've known Fuji Feng for so long, and finally I have eaten a high-end cuisine that he invited us to eat!" Kikumaru had some tears in his eyes, thinking of what Fuji Feng brought before, which was called the special drink of Fuji Feng's family, and there was a red bottle scream of ginseng ingredients in it, as well as the legendary Laoshan holy water, and then looked at the really delicious food in front of him, and instantly felt that the food was an incomparably generous gift from the gods to human beings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The décor here is really good!" A high-style Fuji also praised, "Although it doesn't look luxurious, it has a feeling that it sublimates the body and mind." ”

The Michelin restaurant rating starts with the dining environment and atmosphere. Although Fuji Feng is very dissatisfied with the current situation that all high-end rule-making is in the hands of Westerners, he has to admit that the set of rules is very effective.

Just like Li Xiliang's friend, the shop of the owner of the small shop, no matter how delicious the food is, with the black, dirty and oily storefront, there is absolutely no desire for people to eat it, and there will never be a Michelin rating to give him a score.

Food detectives wouldn't go to such a shop.

For this, Fuji Feng has to admit that most of Zhongguo's stores still need to study hard and improve their knowledge level.

However, I have obviously done a good job in this regard.

It's late afternoon, and the verdant greenery and scenery outside have turned dark, but the lights on the lawn are even more charming. The indoor lighting arrangement is also very particular, the bright place, as bright as day, the dark place, but also not affected by the strong light, still seems ambiguous.

In order to make the whole body crystal clear, the storefront is mostly built with glass frames, but glass is by no means the main color here, but an almost inconspicuous accessory, as long as it makes people feel bright and transparent, the task of glass has been completely completed.

The main color of the store is antique logs. Different from the traditional Chinese architecture in China, these logs do not have the slightest sense of heaviness and solemnity, but are more lively and light.

Behind the rows of wooden shelves, there are all kinds of exquisite dishes, the focus is on meat, after all, Fuji Feng himself is not happy without meat. And a group of fourteen or fifteen-year-old middle school students, when they are growing their bodies, can eat very much, of course, they want meat.

"Hey, everyone, come on, if you wait until the other schools come, this dish may be taken away!" Momojo greeted warmly.

Because it was a big stomach king competition, this restaurant, which was originally a semi-buffet restaurant, was asked by Fuji Feng to be changed to all buffet tonight. It's still a truth, anyway, the Fuji Feng family is out of the purse field, and all the requirements are unimpeded and there are no taboos.

"Whoa!!" Kikumaru was carrying a piece of secret honey pork chops, stuffing his entire mouth, his cheeks bulging, and he was still muttering, "This pork chop is so delicious!" ”

"Of course, it's good to eat pigs, pork is the most roaring meat in the world!" Fuji Feng simply didn't pretend to be *forced, even if it was claimed to be "all-you-can-eat and drink" today, but with this group of people, plus Li Xiliang and Suzuki Fujitang, the three weird big stomachs, there is no need to rob them, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat meat at all.

Fuji Feng cheered and ran over according to the teriyaki pork chops. During the period, he didn't even look at the luxurious vegetarian dishes on the road, who ate this thing. Only those elderly people whose physical functions have deteriorated will make up some "health" excuse to cover up their regret that they can't eat meat, and they are just self-anesthetized!

"You are wrong about this question, the reason why humans are higher animals is because of the difference in style and intelligence." For the first time, Qian had a disagreement with Fujimine, which had never happened between two guys with the same black belly, "So, I think that if you can fill your stomach and have a lot of style and style, it is steak." ”

"I told you, it's still delicious barbecue!" Dashi, who has always been cowardly, burst out with incomparable majesty when he arrived at the field of barbecue: "Barbecue, barbecue is the essence of this dish!" If you get a good test on the outside and tender on the inside, you can only be regarded as an entry, not even a passing grade! The juice must be between the critical point of penetration and flow, and according to the different meat used in the ingredients, there are also different old and tender heat control! ”

"Jane...... It's a barbecue executive! Echizen and Kaido, who were also going to get meat to roast, looked at the boulder they had never seen before, unable to resist at all, as if facing such a boulder was more terrifying than facing Fujimine, and involuntarily operated every step according to what he said.

"What a fool, Haitang, the beef tongue needs to be roasted for another five minutes! Echizen, your tenderloin should be turned over now, do you want to eat a rubber-like grilled meat? Dashi's whole body seemed to be shrouded in endless black flames, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be a resentful spirit of a cow behind him supporting every word he said.

"Fuji, don't put too many peppers in your peppers! And you, Tezuka, is the name of this dish salted pork? Do you dip so much salt in order to salten yourself? "Speaking of human nature, it is so weird, Dashi's power and manipulation make everyone think that he is a very professional existence, so many people who don't plan to eat barbecue also come to try barbecue.

And in this way, it made Dashi even more excited.

There are serious doubts about Fuji and Tezuka's dipping sauce, and the current Oishi can't even refute Tezuka's seamless Tezuka.

"Fortunately, I already knew that Senior Oishi avoided this low-level dish as soon as he touched the urine nature of the barbecue." Fuji Feng looked at Kikumaru next to him and patted his chest happily, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to make the food made by others!" ”

"That's right, really, what is Dashi doing so vigorously!" Even the good Kiyo Kikumaru couldn't see Oishi's state anymore, and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a barbecue?" Could he know better than a three-Michelin-starred chef? ”

"Well, young man, you have a lot of ideas, follow me to learn from Zuo Ai...... Learn to cook with me! Before Kikumaru finished speaking, the three-star chef in the back kitchen ran out and slapped his face, and said with relief holding Dashi's hand.