Just after he had a cup of stomach, Lin Qiuzheng looked a little disappointed, and sighed: "Strange, this Japanese liquor." Why is it so bland. It tastes a bit like drinking cold and plain, but it has the smell of alcohol. ”

Then Lin Qiuzheng pinched the empty wine glass with two fingers and sighed heavily. He added: "It seems that this Japanese baijiu really can't be compared with our Chinese baijiu." Our Chinese sorghum liquor is really soft in the mouth. ”

Originally, he just commented casually. But Zhao Muqiong immediately ordered the waiter to hurry down and get a few bottles of Moutai. "Don't~ Mr. Zhao. I'm just saying that casually. Don't take it seriously. Lin Qiuzheng raised his hands at high speed and explained.

After receiving the Moutai sent by the waiter, Zhao Muqiong poured Moutai wine for Lin Qiuzheng and said with a smile: "You guys! But my guest today. As long as you're here. Then there's nothing to say casually to me. Chief Lin! You're welcome, just make this your home. Come ~ come ~ come ~ full of! She welcomed them with great warmth.

At the same time, Owen is also constantly showing his superb cooking skills. One after another, the dishes were served. His second course was simply sashimi. The simple one didn't even serve it directly.

As soon as the second course was placed in front of everyone, Owen quickly wiped the sweat that had already covered his forehead with a white rag tied around his waist. Then he introduced to everyone, "The name of this dish is the simplest sashimi." However, the fish used is the extremely rare deep-sea bluefin tuna, also known as black tuna. I chose the meat from its big belly. The fish in this area is rich in fat, tender and pink, and melts in your mouth. Then you'll feel your entire mouth fill with the scent of bluefin tuna grease and become one with them as if you're in the ocean. ”

After listening to the introduction, Liu Zimo disagreed. He used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of sashimi from a plate and put it in his mouth. After chewing, he didn't show any changes in the upper part of his face. I swallowed it after just a moment in my mouth.

Then he closed his eyes and pursed his lips to taste it carefully. Then he followed Owen's example and clasped his hands in front of his chest, nodding slightly in approval. He commented in a gourmish-like tone: "En~ The taste is indeed good, with a slight sweetness of fish in the aftertaste." However, I think it seems to be a little worse than the braised beef at my doorstep. ”

Seeing this Liu Zimo commenting on his work, he actually compared this top-notch ingredient with the braised beef at his doorstep. Owen was extremely angry and dissatisfied in his heart, and the green tendons on his forehead popped out in anger. Because this kind of evaluation is simply insulting to Owen. However, Owen is still very qualified, and he tries hard to restrain the anger in his heart. He still has his signature smile on his face, but it just looks fake.

He gasped and began to prepare the next dish. Owen, who was doing the cooking, thought to himself: You little dirt bun. Today, I must let you see what it means to be a three-Michelin-starred chef.

And Lin Qiuzheng on the side didn't care so much about the dishes made by Owen. Drinking glass after cup, the Moutai that was just served had already drunk half a catty. His expression was also slightly drunk, and his face was flushed, and he had long since lost the seriousness and restraint he had when he first came. Zhao Muqiong saw that Lin Qiuzheng loved drinking so much, and he didn't mean to stop, and he was still pouring wine vigorously and praising him for drinking well, and he was a real man and a real man.

Lin Qiuzheng had no intention of eating. Instead, the focus for tonight is on drinking. In this way, Liu Zimo became Owen's only customer. In order to let Liu Zimo recognize his strength, Owen was desperately showing his knife skills in the bar. It seems that he wants to surprise Liu Zimo through knife work. However, Liu Zimo didn't cut his face, and he just buried his head in eating the dishes served the whole time. I nodded from time to time, saying things like that. It's really going to Owen off to death.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Zhao Muqiong saw that Lin Qiuzheng seemed to be about to be put down. turned around and sat next to Liu Zimo. He asked with concern, "Officer Liu." What's the menu like? I'm still satisfied with Chef Owen's craft. ”

Liu Zimo did not give an answer immediately, but calmly picked up the cup in front of him. Then raise a glass and pour hot tea. While taking a sip of tea, he responded, "Yes." It's okay. ”

"Yo ~ Yo ~ Yo ~ Officer Liu, you seem to be a top diner. I'm hiring one of the few chefs in the world with three Michelin stars. There are only a few in the world. After speaking, Liu Zimo raised his head and looked at Owen. took another sip of tea and said flatly, "Really?" No wonder. These dishes are a bit unaccustomed. It turned out to be made by the world's top chefs. But overall it's pretty good. ”

At the same time as Liu Zimo replied, Zhao Muqiong also poured a glass of liquor for Liu Zimo. said, "That's right." Today's meal for you. I'm a top chef who uses top-quality ingredients. It is no exaggeration to say that the price of this meal is the same as eating direct gold and diamonds. Come ~ Officer Liu! You can look at it. For this! Sister, I'm going to toast you first. Before the words fell, Zhao Muqiong raised the wine glass high and raised his head to swallow a glass. Then he smiled and looked at Liu Zimo, signaling that he also drank the glass of wine that had just been poured.

Liu Zimo looked down at the liquor that had just been poured into his hand, and asked reluctantly, "Sister~ Can I change to Coke?" I don't know how to drink. ”

"How can a man say that he can't drink. Don't pretend~come~come~come~come~" While saying this, Zhao Muqiong put his face in front of Liu Zimo. Then he began to pour him liquor hand in hand.

In this way, Liu Zimo was half-pushed by Zhao Muqiong and drank a glass of liquor. After a glass of belly, his facial features were squeezed together, and his tongue was sticking out. Then she winked at Owen again. Owen also raised his glass and said to Liu Zimo: "Come~come~come~ Officer Liu, I, Owen, respect you today." I've been in the food industry for so many years, and it's the first time I've heard someone say that it's pretty good. Come! A toast to yours! His tone was full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction. As a Michelin chef, his dignity has been trampled on by this kid named Liu Zimo. The three words "not bad" were like a heavy slap in the face to Owen, making him hold a grudge and a faint pain.