Seeing Song Kun in the cafeteria, Yin Xiaoyue was surprised.

A chef like this is exposed to all kinds of delicacies every day, and he shouldn't have much desire to eat it, but when he eats braised beef, he still looks like he is relishing.

There aren't a lot of guests here in the brine area.

The braised vegetable stall, the most expensive braised pig intestine, is only 80 yuan a catty.

588 for a meal, eating this kind of ghost braised vegetables that don't cost much to occupy the stomach, it doesn't seem to be very cost-effective.

People who can eat, but don't think so.

Song Kun asked Yin Xiaoyue: "There are so many delicious foods, why do you eat dried tofu?" ”

"I love the taste."

"Such an expensive buffet, isn't it a loss to eat this?"

"I don't lose." After speaking, Yin Xiaoyue looked at the diners who were queuing up to get tuna: "It's them, right?" ”

When Song Kun heard Yin Xiaoyue say this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He looked at the empty pickled vegetable table, and he looked back at his assistant Xiao Fan, who was eating tuna, and saw that there were several king crab legs next to the tuna meat.

With a sigh, Song Kun said:

"The braised vegetables themselves are not expensive, but the ingredients of the braised soup are not exchanged. Fresh seafood, mountain delicacies, as long as the ingredients are selected correctly, where to eat is a taste, but this carefully blended old braised soup, so to speak, the whole Rongzhou City, unique. ”

Yin Xiaoyue also smiled, she took another bite of money belly, the marinade filled her mouth, she tasted it seriously, and suddenly, Yin Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows:

"Is this brine, is that you?"

"Of course...... What's wrong? ”

Yin Xiaoyue didn't have anything, just smiled mysteriously.

Song Kun wanted to ask something more, but at this time, his assistant Xiao Fan came over, he handed Song Kun a bowl of rice, Song Kun took it, and poured all the brine on the plate on the rice.

Stirring it with chopsticks, Song Kun took a big gulp.

The brine mixed with rice, and the feeling of eating it in the mouth can only be experienced by those who taste it.

Seeing Yin Xiaoyue staring at herself without blinking, Song Kun turned around and said to Xiao Fan, who was eating tuna sashimi, "Bring her a bowl of rice too......

Yin Xiaoyue hurriedly waved her hand: "No need." ”

Her appetite is not very large, she ate a bunch of things with Xiao Xiaomei just now, and now she is a little supportive.

The meal cost of 588 is really expensive for her.

If it weren't for free, she wouldn't be able to eat it back at all, so since she came, she would stay a little longer, try everything she hadn't eaten, and taste everything.

It's also helpful to cook for yourself.

After a slight pause, she suddenly asked Song Kun: "Last time you said, do you know my father?" ”

"Yes." Song Kun nodded, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, picked up a bowl of sea cucumber and yam soup that Xiao Fan put on the table just now, and said while drinking:

"Your father Yin Weimin is my first master, and I can have today's achievements thanks to him."

When Yin Xiaoyue heard this, she immediately came to her senses:

"So, this braised soup ......"

"That's right, you can eat it too, doesn't it taste the same as your home?"

“…… Yes. ”

Yin Xiaoyue couldn't sit still.

Song Kunke is the Executive Chef of the InterContinental Hotel and the Vice President of the Chinese Cuisine Association.

Just these two titles make Song Yin Xiaoyue, a small chef in a small restaurant, out of reach.

And he not only knew his father, but also said that Yin Weimin was his master, Yin Xiaoyue was proud at the same time, but also quite strange, when did his father have such a good apprentice, why he didn't reveal it before.

Before she could ask, Song Kun had already stood up.

He looked back at his assistant who was eating tuna: "Xiao Fan, have you eaten well?" ”

When Song Kun called him, Xiao Fan was stuffing a large slice of tuna wrapped in mustard soy sauce into his mouth.

Xiao Fan came to work at the Intercontinental Hotel for less than half a year, and his income was not high.

Although he works in a hotel, he has never come to eat the buffet once, and 588 is his living expenses for half a month, and he will not spend this money to run to enjoy.

If Song Kun hadn't brought him in, Xiao Fan really didn't know when he would be able to have a buffet in such a luxurious restaurant.

The tuna meat is really delicious.

This is the third plate that Xiao Fan has eaten, and he feels that he is so lucky, as soon as he comes in, he sees that he is cutting tuna, and these pieces of meat are specially left for him by the chef colleague who cut the fish.

Dark red fish with wasabi soy sauce.

It tastes very smooth.

I didn't have to chew much, I swallowed it with my tongue.

Hearing Song Kun call himself, Xiao Fan hurriedly put down the spoon: "Chef, I can do it!" ”

Seeing that he seemed to be a little unsatisfied, Song Kun smiled: "Why don't you go get some more?" Song Kun said this, absolutely sincerely, the young man in his twenties in front of him is very much like himself.

It's just that when he was Xiao Fan's age, he was basically in a semi-starved state.

The days when you don't have enough to eat are very uncomfortable.

Xiao Fan also wiped his mouth and said a little embarrassed: "Chef, I'm really full." ”

Before Song Kun was about to leave, he said to Yin Xiaoyue: "Yin Xiaoyue, if you have completely inherited my master's skills, then there will be absolutely no problem for you to enter the top ten in this Chef God Competition." ”

Speaking of which, he paused again:

"However, no matter who you are, as a judge, I only recognize the final result."

After Song Kun left, Yin Xiaoyue touched her belly.

After this nonsense, she was already very full.

Looking at the seat Song Kun had sat in just now, Yin Xiaoyue picked up her chopsticks again and grabbed a piece of money belly.

After tasting the taste of the belly again, Yin Xiaoyue nodded in her heart.

That's right, she ate it, compared with the pot of old marinade in "Coarse Tea and Light Rice", the taste of Song Kun in this Intercontinental Hotel is still a little worse.

The less flavored ingredient Yin Xiaoyue also tasted.

It's tangerine peel.

She didn't know why her father would hide something from Song Kun, could it really be the so-called "church apprentice, starving master"? With Yin Xiaoyue's understanding of his father, he should not be such a narrow-minded person.

If she can't figure it out, Yin Xiaoyue doesn't think about it.

She got up and was about to leave, when she looked back at Wang Xingfu.

"Wang Xingfu, where did you just go? How do I see you? ”

Wang Xingfu was holding a bowl of poplar branch nectar in her hand, and she smiled at Yin Xiaoyue: "When I was about to go out, I suddenly had a stomachache, I went to the toilet, and I don't know if I ate something unclean at noon today." ”

"Huh? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"It's all right now."

"Then you still have to be careful, sashimi or something, you don't eat it."

"I know...... Yes, the person who sat down with you to eat just now is very familiar, is he the hotel's executive chef Song Kun? ”

"That's right, it's him."

"Look at your appearance, it seems that you are very familiar, you knew each other before, your cooking skills are so good, you can pass the audition with a full score, and you also learned from him, right?"

"I learned it from my dad."

“…… Oh. ”