Su Yiming sat at a table in the hall, ordered a few dishes casually, and handed the menu to the waiter, "I'm not in a hurry to serve the food, just take it slowly." ”

The waiter nodded.

Ye Xiaoyi came out of the bathroom, she felt that everything in this world was very novel, even the toilet. found Su Yiming, and she walked over and sat next to Su Yiming wearing a Hanfu. Because she said that she was not used to wearing those women's strange clothes, Su Yiming bought her several sets of Hanfu, which looked normal. It's much better than her wearing the clothes of a Xuantian Sect disciple.

More than twenty minutes later, several dishes were served on the table.

Su Yiming picked up a piece of beef and took a bite, then frowned. Ye Xiaoyi didn't eat anything.

"What's wrong with sir? Is there anything you don't like? The waiter asked.

"I'm a little dissatisfied, your chef here, I feel that the skills are very average."

As he said this, several waiters looked over.

"Sir, our chef here is from abroad......

"What's wrong with abroad? The things of your ancestors for thousands of years have been worthless by you, even if he came back from abroad, isn't it still a dish we invented? Su Yiming definitely didn't mean to scold this waiter, because this beef was really not good.

Maybe it's because he just ate those dishes from the Xuantian Continent this morning.

After a while, a manager came over, and the man whispered, "Sir, I heard that you are a little dissatisfied with today's dish?" ”

"No, no, no, your chef here is doing a good job, but my taste is too tricky."

The manager knew that Su Yiming was talking back, so he hurriedly said politely: "Sir, if you are not satisfied with anything, just say it, we will accept your feedback and strive to do better." ”

"For feedback, I suggest you give this chef a prescription. I told the waiter before I first served the food that I could slow down here, but even so, the things you served me were still like they were made in a hurry. ”

Ye Xiaoyi raised his head and glanced at the manager, and then looked at Su Yiming, "I think the dishes cooked here are very good." ”

The manager nodded and said, "Thank you, sir, for your valuable advice, I will give feedback to the boss." ”

"This, redo it." Su Yiming pointed to a pot of pigeon soup, "A pot of soup was served to me in twenty minutes, which is quite fast." ”

It's not that Su Yiming finds fault, but that he has the right. First, he spent money and should enjoy it, and second, this is his restaurant, and of course he wants it to be better, not to fool customers.

Even if you don't have a small street stall, this is a high-end restaurant!

"Yes sir."

"And this, this, all over again, if it still doesn't work, you chefs here should really be laid off." Su Yiming showed no mercy.

After a while, a few dishes were served again.

Su Yiming tasted it and shook his head slightly.

Ye Xiaoyi is very happy, in short, she just eats and eats.

"Sir, still can't you?" The manager asked.

"Yes, it still doesn't work. I can't wait for you to make me another one, after all, it's not a Western meal, and it will take a long time. Su Yiming stood up, "Take me to your back kitchen." ”

"Sir, this is not in accordance with the rules, no one but the staff can enter the back kitchen."

"Then let your chef here come out and meet me and talk to me, I think that's okay."

The manager paused and nodded slightly.

After a while, a man in his fifties walked over, dressed in a chef's outfit.

"You're the chef here?" Su Yiming asked.

The man nodded, "Yes, I'm Shi Lei, the head chef here." ”

"You made all these dishes?"

Shi Lei said: "The first few dishes were made for you by my students, and then the second time, I personally made them for you. ”

"What you make really doesn't work."

"Sir, I'm a star chef, if you're here to find fault, then I'll ask you to leave, no one who comes to eat with me has ever complained about the taste of the food. If I can't make anything, then in the whole Yangcheng, I'm afraid there is no one who can satisfy you. ”

As soon as he heard this, Su Yiming was not happy.

"It seems that you are very upset that I give you advice. You are indeed a star chef, but the things you make are really not very good, and they are far from the things made by the star chefs I have eaten before. ”

"What did you say!" Shi Lei was angry, and someone actually slandered him as a star chef.

"I think it's good." Ye Xiaoyi said quietly.

Su Yiming glanced at her, "Eat yours." ”

"This gentleman, even your friends say that the food I made is delicious, but you deliberately find fault, if you do this again, I will call the police."

Su Yiming glanced at the restaurant, "You are not willing to accept the opinions given to you by others at all, you are not an excellent chef, and the things you make are indeed not good." ”

"Who are you to say that!"

"Because, I'm better than you."

"What?!" Shi Lei was stunned.

"I mean, what I make is better than yours, if you don't believe me, you can take me to the back kitchen, I can cook you a dish at will, after you eat it, you think I don't do it well, it doesn't meet your appetite, then you can drive me away, or even call the police to arrest me."

"Good!" Shi Lei snorted, "I want to see what you have to say that what I do is not good." ”

Su Yiming glanced back at Ye Xiaoyi, "You, come to the back kitchen with me." ”

Ye Xiaoyi sighed.

……

When he arrived at the back kitchen, Su Yiming found that many chefs here were watching him with fierce eyes, because they had already heard about what had just happened outside.

Su Yiming rolled up his sleeves and came to a faucet to wash his hands, "Please get me a killed pigeon." ”

Shi Lei stood up, "I'll get it for you, I'll tell you, if the things you make today are not as good as mine, I will definitely call the police to arrest you!" ”

Su Yiming disagreed, opened the freezer and took out half of the winter melon, picked up the knife and began to cut it piece by piece.

After cutting it, he put the winter melon on a plate. Then he went to the freezer and took out a cabbage.

A few minutes later, a freshly made pigeon is placed on the cutting board.

Dealt with it briefly.

He put the pigeon in the pot, lit the fire, looked around again, and took out several ingredients and put them in the pot.

Several chefs looked at each other and shook their heads slightly, "It's strange that the speed is so slow, so you can make good things." ”