A moment later, with the arrival of Hu Guangqing, a large number of people were crowded, and the two Chinese and Western chefs returned to the kitchen.

Hu Guangqing, who was walking on the left, had a kind smile on his face, but Paul, who was walking behind, had a gloomy face, as if he had lost 8,000 yuan when he went out.

But the people who worked with him had already appeared, and Paul had no choice but to pinch his nose and walk back to the cooking table and continue to prepare for the follow-up.

Hu Guangqing was not busy dealing with these, although others were late for a long time, the team arrived at the scene early, and all kinds of dishes were almost prepared, anyway, it would not really delay the effort. He came to Mr. Lin first and said to Mr. Lin apologetically:

"Mr. Lin, I'm really embarrassed, I really didn't calculate accurately on the road, and I encountered a big traffic jam."

Mr. Lin endured it in his heart, and he had to smile happily on his face, for fear that something would go wrong at the last moment: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good if the person arrives, it's good when you arrive, this time the table of the guest of honor depends on Master Hu and Mr. Paul!" ”

Hu Guangqing was also kind: "Mr. Lin rest assured, he will never delay his efforts." ”

While the two were talking, Shang Huaiyan stood aside and listened, he didn't come long, and he didn't have time to tell Mr. Lin about the reaction of the guests in the restaurant, and now it happened that the two chefs were there, and he waited for Lin Hu to finish speaking, and then said directly: "Mr. Lin, the guest of honor reacted a little bit just now." ”

Mr. Lin hurriedly said: "What's the situation?" ”

Shang Huaiyan said simply: "The guest of honor is not very satisfied with the Chinese and Western food being made separately, and thinks that it is meaningless. ”

Does that make sense...... Mr. Lin couldn't decide, and turned his eyes to Hu Guangqing.

Hu Guangqing smiled confidently: "There is no problem, Mr. Lin can rest assured." ”

Seeing that Hu Guangqing agreed simply, Mr. Lin was relieved, and watched Hu Guangqing walk into the kitchen all the way and talk to the translator next to Paul, and then the three of them stood together to communicate, and soon began to reprocess the ingredients.

Seeing this, Mr. Lin finally put a heart in mid-air back into his stomach.

He beckoned Shang Huaiyan to go outside, and he sighed with the other party decisively, full of complaints: "What a thing! If it weren't for the fact that this exhibition is in the name of domestic and foreign exchanges, and in the name of attracting investment, who cares about who will go, it will be very rare for Lao Tzu to care about things in this kitchen! ”

Shang Huaiyan smiled slowly, since he got along with Yi Baitang, he couldn't listen to others say that the kitchen was bad: "What's wrong with the kitchen?" The kitchen didn't offend you, Mr. Lin, everyone has three meals a day, don't they all have to rely on the kitchen to fiddle? ”

Mr. Lin sighed: "You have a point, yes, I hope things will be completed so smoothly, and I will get rid of this mess." ”

Shang Huaiyan is also looking forward to it. This side of the matter ended early, he also went home with Yi Baitang early to kiss me and me, today's itinerary has been arranged, and he can live in the world of two people in half an afternoon! laughed at the moment: "I hope so, okay, Mr. Lin, you are busy, I still have something to do, let's go." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay long, and returned directly to Yi Baitang's side, and before leaving, he took one last look back at the kitchen, and saw that in the place where the door was half-open, everyone was in place, and all the steaming and stewing of the wok, which was chopping vegetables, was all turned quickly like a huge and sophisticated machine.

"Alright." A few minutes later, Shang Huaiyan, who returned to Yi Baitang's side, couldn't wait to say this sentence, "The meaning of the guest of honor has been conveyed to the kitchen, and they are estimated to make a dish that combines Chinese and Western dishes." ”

He saw that there was only so much time left, and it was estimated that most of the dishes in the previously proposed menu would not change, at most it would be to take care of the guest of honor and change a finale dish, so he would mention it to Yi Baitang first. But after finishing speaking, he found that Yi Baitang was not interested, and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong?" ”

Yi Baitang said casually to these doors: "The time to serve the food is only after a while, right?" First serve four cold dishes for about 20 minutes, and then one or two ordinary dishes to cushion the stomach, here about 20 minutes to half an hour, to let two unfamiliar chefs create a dish, and then copy this dish for one or twenty copies of the whole banquet, if you can't do it, at most just make it and send it to the main table, and let the rest be copied by the other two and three chefs together. ”

Shang Huaiyan wondered: "Are you so sure?" ”

Yi Baitang said lightly: "Of course." What I can't do, they certainly can't do. ”

Shang Huaiyan: "......" is a fan-like confidence.

During the conversation between the two, the door to deliver the food opened, and with the change of music in the banquet, cold dishes were served on everyone's table.

First, there are four cold dishes in Chinese style.

They are hot and sour jellyfish skin, pickled cabbage bean dregs, fresh orange purple gold pill, and fragrant fish maw.

Next, there are two French appetizers.

They are magnolia parma ham salad and beef tartare.

For these dishes, Yi Baitang only tasted one bite casually and put down his chopsticks, explaining with his actual actions that there was nothing delicious in front of him.

Fortunately, the next moment, the delivery door opened again, and among the ten delivery staff in regular uniforms, there were more delivery staff in chef uniforms.

The chef in white stood at the front of the delivery staff, personally pushing a food truck to the front of the guest of honor.

There are a total of ten plates in the dining car that are exactly the same in the big lid, and the remaining ten food delivery staff each pick up a plate and bring the dishes to other tables, leaving only the white-clothed chef standing next to the guest of honor, personally serving the dishes to the table, bending down slightly, and then lifting the lid!

The same plate of food appeared in front of Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan.

Yi Baitang said to himself: "It's a little faster than I expected......"

After a word, he didn't say much, straightened up, and watched without blinking as the food delivery staff lifted the lid, revealing the true face of the food underneath.

Yi Baitang was stunned for a moment, and then tasted it without believing it.

"Phew!"

The moment the food was tasted by the nose and mouth, Yi Baitang was furious, smashed his chopsticks and spit out the food, and said to Shang Huaiyan: "What kind of thing is this, the two chefs actually made the raw thing into the dead, I don't allow you to eat such a bad thing!" ”

No Eat, No Eat, No Eat!

If I hadn't come today, who would have accompanied my little sapling if it had eaten a bad stomach!

I'm!

This...... This is the first time Shang Huaiyan has seen Yi Baitang like this.

He hurriedly put down his chopsticks: "Okay, isn't it just a dish, what's there to be angry about?" Haven't I eaten yet? ”

Xiao Song, who happened to eat next to him: "......" actually I think it tastes good......

Yi Baitang blushed and didn't speak.

Shang Huaiyan turned his gaze to the food on the plate, and carefully looked at what could make Yi Baitang angry like this.

I saw that in the white shallow plate, the tofu cut into four pieces was contained in the dark red liquid, he sniffed the taste, there was the smell of red wine, the dark red liquid was obviously red wine, red wine stewed tofu? Thinking of this, Shang Huaiyan stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth to taste it for a while. While tasting it, he said:

"There's still a sink in the tofu. The taste of the filling ......"

He ate for a moment, also a little speechless. It's not that it doesn't taste good, or it's too simple and crude:

Braised chicken in red wine is a very classic French dish, and the two chefs here want to combine Chinese and French food, so they simply came to a dish of braised tofu in red wine, which is too perfunctory.

Braised tofu in red wine is also counted, in order to make the tofu taste more flavorful and not so simple, they also stuff the stuffing in the tofu.

The taste of these fillings, which is the taste of classic French fillings, is the taste of foie gras.

"What did you taste?"

As the residual taste in his mouth faded, the iron blue on Yi Baitang's face slowly disappeared. This anger came and went quickly, and when Shang Huaiyan finished tasting the taste, spit out the food in his mouth, and came over to ask him, he just snorted softly: "The taste of French baked snails." ”

Shang Huaiyan said with a smile: "It seems that each of these nine pieces of tofu has a different filling, so I bothered to do it." ”

After saying that, there was a sound from the guest of honor, Shang Huaiyan glanced at it, and found that it was Mr. Patch who asked him to call the two chefs over.

Mr. Patch, who was sitting in the main seat, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and said to the left and right:

"I've eaten Paul's dish many times, and he wouldn't be so uncreative and make a living dish into a dead one. I think the problem lies with another chef. ”

The guests who accompanied Mr. Patch to the left and right whispered, and there was something unhappy in their expressions.

This happened in the middle of the banquet, and most of the attention in the restaurant was attracted to it, and a moment later, Paul and Hu Guangqing came to the restaurant together.

The two men's expressions were the same as before, one was full of anger, the other was full of smiles, and when the two chefs came to Mr. Patch together, Mr. Patch said directly to them:

"I'm not happy with this dish."

"The difference in cuisine should not be broken by such a simple and crude treatment as guò, which is neither French nor Chinese. And most importantly—"

Mr. Patch rinsed his mouth and said coldly:

"It's not tasty."

"If the rest of the dishes are like this," said Mr. Patch, "I don't think I need to taste them any more." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Hu Guangqing, who was scolded by the head and face as soon as he came up, was shocked, and even the Chinese personnel sitting around Patch couldn't sit still, they felt that this dish was okay, it was not as unpalatable as Patch said, as if the sky was falling, and one of them hurriedly stood up and played a round:

"Mr. Patch, don't worry, the chef's problem is our food, I think the next dishes should be according to the menu, after all, the menu has been prepared before, and the chef has been preparing it, and when it is time to make the dish, it suddenly changes, and the chef can't practice it......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Paul finally exploded!

I saw him flick his scarf and say angrily: "I don't want to work with this fool again!" Twenty minutes before the food was served, he discussed how to combine French cuisine with Chinese cuisine, and God couldn't discuss a result, and he didn't ask him to be like a god, but he had to be like a pig! ”

"I want you to get my god teammate, he's right here, he's called—"