Liu Haoyu felt that today's dinner was really not good, and it can be said that none of the three elements of color, fragrance and flavor were accounted for, so it could only be regarded as a simple fool.

But in Lao Wang's eyes, it is absolutely different.

He calculated in his heart that it took 43 minutes from the preparation of this meal to the beginning of eating. Then there is the bowl of soup made of eggs, tomatoes and coriander, which also appeals to him.

Now that Liu Haoyu said that he was moving, he couldn't wait to scoop a sip of his small bowl with a spoon, and then under Liu Haoyu's stunned, he picked up the bowl and drank it directly regardless of whether it was hot or not.

"Lao Wang, isn't it hot?" Liu Haoyu asked tentatively.

"It's hot, but it's worth it." Lao Wang nodded, then took matters into his own hands, filled himself another bowl, and drank it one after another.

Liu Haoyu was confused, this soup is just a fool, but why does Lao Wang still eat so hard? Does he only like soup, not staple food?

"Don't just drink soup, but also corn tortillas." Liu Haoyu picked up another piece of corn tortilla and put it on a small plate next to Lao Wang.

"Thank you. Just now I thought the soup was delicious, and I forgot that it was dinner. Lao Wang said with some embarrassment.

When he saw Lao Wang eating tortillas, Liu Haoyu was a little dazed.

Because Lao Wang's first bite was very small, he felt as if he was afraid that the taste would be bad, and it was a tentative tasting. After eating the first bite, Comrade Wang directly stuffed the rest into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it indiscriminately.

Then it didn't matter if Liu Haoyu invited him again, he directly took a small stack and ate it, even ignoring the tomato and egg soup he liked very much just now.

"Lao Wang, slow down, slow down, don't choke. Drink the soup smoothly. Seeing that Lao Wang seemed to be choked, Liu Haoyu hurriedly reminded.

He really didn't expect that the dishes that he thought were not delicious would make Comrade Wang, who had always been a little cold, eat them without caring about anything. Vaguely, there seemed to be a flash of inspiration, but when I just wanted to grab it, I found that it was gone.

"Young master, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, Lao Wang was rude." After Comrade Wang drank two sips of soup and smoothed down the cake in his throat, he said with some embarrassment.

Liu Haoyu was stunned when he heard this. Because after such a long time of contact, Lao Wang called himself seriously for the first time, or called himself a young master.

How to say this feeling, it's a bit fluttering. Although he is not a real young master, he is a big ** at most, but it is really cool for someone to call himself so.

"No, what did you just say, Lao Wang?" Temporarily throwing that fluttering feeling out of his mind, Liu Haoyu hurriedly asked.

"Young master, Lao Wang is rude. You must be a big figure in the Tang family, not only can you eat at the same table with me, but you can also cook for me personally, Lao Wang admires. Lao Wang said solemnly.

is responsible for the transportation work between the garbage stars, and this social status is 108,000 miles away from the high-level of the Tang family, not to mention Liu Haoyu, an important figure in the interior.

He was really moved today, and began to think that Liu Haoyu was just messing around, but he didn't expect that people had real skills.

"No, it's not this, what's the matter?" Liu Haoyu hurriedly asked, because Lao Wang's words just now made the disappeared inspiration resurface.

"I mean, you're a good cook, you're already a chef. Frankly, this meal was the best tasting meal I've ever had in my life. Lao Wang said with a smile.

He felt that Liu Haoyu liked to hear other people's praise, so he said more. But I didn't praise it for the sake of compliment, this meal was indeed the best I had ever tasted.

"Haha, haha, I know, hahahahaha......" Liu Haoyu was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed arrogantly.

From Lao Wang's words, he grasped a glimmer of opportunity, something that he had ignored for a long time.

The quality of the ingredients here is not half a star, and people pay more attention to the absorption of nutrients, so the requirements for the taste of the dishes are not so high.

Otherwise, in the past few years, no one has invested in research in cooking, and they will try their best to cover up the shortcomings of ingredients with seasonings.

But now it's the food that I don't think is very good, but in Lao Wang's evaluation, it has the level of a chef. Maybe Lao Wang hasn't seen much of the world and hasn't really enjoyed the dishes of the chefs of this era, so if you discount yourself, can you have the skills of Chinese chefs?

Then the opportunity arises, if you open your own restaurant, will it be very profitable? If you slowly develop and grow your restaurant to ten, hundreds, or thousands, will you be able to make more money?

No matter what era or era, money is a measure of a person's power. If there really is such a day, he develops a huge restaurant group by himself, will he be able to avenge the captain?

This is an opportunity, an opportunity for Liu Haoyu to see the hope of making money, and it is also an opportunity for the seed of revenge in his heart to break the ground and germinate.

If it was him before, even if he felt that there was an opportunity to make money, he would not be too interested. But now he is different, now he may be in danger of his life at any time, if he does not work hard to develop, he may not be able to sleep one day.

Looking at Liu Haoyu, who gradually fell into a state of madness, Comrade Wang began to worry. It's good, how can I still have mental problems?

Liu Haoyu, who had fallen into a fantasy, was happy for a while, and then walked out of the fantasy, looked at the old comrade Wang who was staring at him and nodded with a smile.

He didn't tell Lao Wang what he just thought, this is a small hole card for his temporary, and whether it can be realized slowly.

One is that it is unknown whether Comrade Wang will have the same heart as himself in the future, and the other is that the most important thing at present is to plug the hole first. If the hole here can't be plugged, let alone any restaurant group, you can't get a small shop.

"Lao Wang, keep eating, it won't taste good if it's cold." Liu Haoyu said after taking a big bite of the tortilla and drinking a large mouthful of egg soup.

I don't know if it's because of the better mood, but when he eats again, he also feels that the dishes he makes are not bad. Tasting the residual astringency in the tortillas, it seems to be quite good.

Lao Wang shook his head, no matter what, if you love to be sick, you will be sick, just take care of it yourself. Thinking of this, I also ate the food in front of me violently.