"Huh?"

The old man who thought that Old Man Ian would be furious was suddenly shocked, and the old man who had just asked McGonagall to settle accounts now not only praised the steak from the bottom of his heart, but also had a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and the food was fragrant, how could there be half a point of anger.

But soon everyone's faces showed smiles, yes, after eating the food made by Boss Mai, I can't wait to treat him as a kitchen god, where are I willing to be angry with him, if I am really angry with him and get on the blacklist of the restaurant, it will be a huge loss.

McGonagall in the kitchen also has a smile on her face, and the delicious taste can dispel all doubts, which is where his confidence lies.

"Aisha, your true fragrance warning, sure enough, every time it works." Yabei Mia smiled and touched Sally's arm, a big smile on her face.

"It's the strongest message to follow your heart when it comes to food." Sally also had a smile on her face.

"This ......" Bruka looked at Ian, the expression on his face was also a little strange, such a situation is really rare, his own master does not lose his temper often, but if he loses his temper, he will not be easily discouraged without half a day, but he didn't expect that this has only been a while, and there is no trace of anger on his face.

Of course, this kind of behavior of almost slapping oneself in the face with words before and after rarely appears in one's own master.

"Is this steak really so delicious? can make the master indulge in it like this, this boss is too powerful, right? Bruka looked at the steak in front of Ian and swallowed wildly, and the thick aroma came to his face, making people can't help but swallow their saliva.

"Your Yangzhou fried rice, as well as your tofu brain, please use it slowly." At this moment, Yabei Mia put Yangzhou fried rice in front of Bruka, as well as sweet and salty tofu brains.

"Thank you." Bruka nodded, his gaze completely drawn to the brightly colored fried rice in front of him.

Although the flavor is not as strong as that of steak, the flavor of the fusion of various ingredients still attracts him at once, and the taste is slightly lighter, but it also has a different flavor.

All the ingredients are cut into the size of rice grains and fried with rice, and the golden eggs are perfectly wrapped around the rice grains, and each grain of rice is very distinct from the side dishes, and there is no glue together.

This kind of eating fabruca was unheard of, but the aroma made him can't help but pick up a spoon and scoop a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth.

The fried rice was still a little hot, but Bruka didn't care at all, the unprecedented taste hit his taste buds, and at the same time it hit his brain.

The aroma of green onions and eggs is so delicate, and the taste of the rice-sized shrimp and ham is so delicate, and the rice wrapped in eggs is full of sweet taste after chewing, and the taste of various ingredients melts in the mouth, constantly hitting the taste buds until you swallow it, the fragrance still fills the mouth.

"Incredible taste! How could there be such delicious food in this world! Is this really rice?! ”

Looking at the menu before, Yangzhou fried rice was already cheap on this menu, and it also cost 600 copper coins a piece, which made him feel that the boss was priced high.

But now, Bruca only thinks that the 600 copper coins are really worth it, and all kinds of ingredients show a fresh word, although cut into the size of a grain of rice, you can still taste the delicious taste of various ingredients in your mouth, which is incredible.

He is Ian's housekeeper and the highest-ranking housekeeper in the Buffett family, with a lot of salary every month, and even two shops under his name.

He has already thought about it, if he has free time in the future, he will have to eat this delicious Yangzhou fried rice again, if he can eat a bowl every day, he will probably have nothing else to ask for in this life.

"Ding!"

Ian's knife and Bruka's spoon touched the empty plate almost at the same time, and the two looked at each other, and Bruka silently picked up the plate and licked the remaining two pieces of rice from the plate.

"Out of breath."

Ian pursed his lips, glanced at the small pepper that was still left on the plate, and quietly reached out and pinched it and put it in his mouth.

Bruca sneered, although he didn't think that the master's action was much more elegant than licking the plate himself, but this kind of words could only be thought about in his heart.

"Master, are you satisfied with what you eat?" Bruka asked with a smile, and when he was done, he felt as if he was asking nonsense, he had never seen Ian eat the contents of his plate so cleanly, not even a side dish left.

"I've never had beef so delicious, and it's the best of the best, just like wine." Ian put down the knife and fork in his hand and nodded.

"And this wine?" Bruka asked quietly, his expression slightly nervous, if McGonagall's wine could be compared to Buffett's wine, it would not be good news.

Although Bruca's voice was not loud, but the guests sitting next to him pricked up their ears and listened attentively, although there were many wealthy people present, but when it came to the understanding of wine, naturally none of them could compare to Old Man Ian, and his evaluation was naturally the most authoritative.

"Although I only tasted the wine added to the beef, judging from the aroma and the taste after heating, the quality of this wine is not inferior to the A-grade cuvée produced by Warren Buffett's winery, and the taste may be better." Ian thought for a moment and nodded.

"A Cuvée is the highest-grade wine sold by Warren Buffett Manor, with a bottle of at least 200,000 copper coins!"

"Oh my God! It's too extravagant! A steak is actually cooked with A-grade special brew, Boss Mai is really Boss Mai! ”

"I thought that beer was already the pinnacle of Boss Mai's brewing, but now it seems that I still underestimate him, which is simply forcing all walks of life to death!"

Ian's voice was not deliberately lowered, which immediately caused an uproar in the restaurant, and the guests looked at the steaks on their plates, and their eyes were a little different.

Known as black pepper of black gold, A-grade special wine, and the meat of fourth-grade Warcraft Iron Beast Wild Cow, this is more than just an ordinary beef.

This is – a particularly expensive steak.

After taking this bite, it feels that it is no longer the taste of gold coins, but the aroma of dragon coins.

Of course, money is too vulgar, and the taste is the point.

But knowing that this seemingly ordinary steak is made with such top-notch ingredients, I feel a lot more comfortable in this bite, and there is also some delicious effect.

"Although his temper is a little weird, he is indeed a fair old man." McGonagall listened to Ian's words in the kitchen, nodded slightly, and gave such a high evaluation after only eating the steak, which was enough to prove his professional judgment of wine.

"Master, this is your salty tofu brain." Bruka set the plate aside and placed the salted tofu brain in front of Ian.