The lobby was full of people, diners pushed cups and changed glasses to eat, and the flow of people waiting for meals outside the door formed a long queue.

If it is placed in an ordinary restaurant, I am afraid that some people can't wait to turn around and leave, but it is very strange here, and they are reluctant to leave.

The reason is really because the smell of the food that keeps wafting out of the hall is so fragrant, so strong that after smelling it, I want to eat it like a madman, and if I can't eat it, I will line up at the door for a long time and don't want to leave.

"Business was really good on the first day of opening. Yan Chen, who walked into the lobby with Huang Kui and Xuemei open the door curtain, smiled happily. The happiest thing about being a chef is not how many dishes you cook today or how much money you make.

What was truly enjoyable was the big smile on the face of each diner after tasting the dishes he had made.

"Young Master Yan, why did you come out with the food yourself? Which table of guests is this, I'll deliver it." The very clever runner ran over and reached out to take the plate from Yan Chen's hand.

"No need. Yan Chen gently dodged the hand stretched out by Xiao Er, "You go and get busy, I'll serve this dish myself." ”

"Hey, this dish is yellow sunflower mixed with snow plum, right? This is the guest at that table. "Xiao Er also knew that there was a table of guests who had ordered a dish that he had never heard of, but he had been busy greeting guests in the lobby, so he had never seen how Yanchen made it.

"It's so fragrant. Xiao Er looked at the yellow sunflower mixed with snow plum in Yan Chen's hand, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in a row, "Even the presentation is so particular, no wonder it is said that it is only delicious in the palace." ”

Xiao Er hurriedly sniffed a few bites, this ordinary person can't see the yellow sunflower mixed with snow plum, which is known as the royal dish in the palace. Although we haven't eaten it, at least we've seen it with our own eyes, and we've smelled what the imperial food tastes like, and it's a bragging capital in the future.

"Okay, I'll serve the food to the guests, this dish has to be eaten hot, it won't be fresh when it's cold. Yan Chen glanced at Xiao Er of the Running Hall amusedly, and walked towards the position he pointed out earlier with the food.

There sat three diners who were obviously different from ordinary people, and one in the center was handsome and handsome, sitting upright on a seat. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he gently shook it, and his vermilion lips under the straight bridge of his nose were slightly curved, revealing his teeth as white as shellfish.

"A few guest officers, did you order this plate of yellow sunflower with Xuemei?" Yan Chen said hello, and only after receiving affirmation did he gently put the dish on the table, "Please use it slowly." ”

In between serving, Yan Chen took the time to look at the two people sitting on both sides, both dressed in smart short clothes, each with a long sword inserted into the scabbard and standing within reach of the table.

"These two should be the entourage of the one in the middle, I think this person is either rich or expensive, and he knows that Huang Kui and Xuemei are such court dishes, could it be from the imperial city?"

In a hurry, Yan Chen had already roughly judged the origin of the person, and he didn't stay for long, and after presenting the dishes, he said hello and prepared to retreat.

"Wait. He just turned around, but there was a voice behind him, Yan Chen stopped when he heard the sound, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"I don't know what else the guest officer has to order?" Yan Chen turned around again, facing the three of them without humility or arrogance. He is very confident in his cooking skills in his heart, and he is not afraid of the other party finding faults.

"Nothing else. The handsome boy sitting in the middle gently shook the folding fan in his hand, "I see that you don't look like a running hall, I heard that the chef of this restaurant is a teenager, and he is a good cook at a young age, could it be Your Excellency?"

Yan Chen arched his hand at the handsome boy who spoke, but he didn't hide anything, "It's down." ”

"Oh?" the handsome boy raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Yan Chen with interest, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname, where is this chef?"

Yan Chen frowned and looked at the handsome boy, he didn't understand what he meant, so he didn't say anything for a while, the handsome boy just shook the folding fan calmly, looked at Yan Chen with a smile, and couldn't see any intention from his face.

"Under the surname Yan Mingchen, in the early years, there was an occasional encounter with a mountain old man as a teacher to learn cooking, Xu was born to eat this bowl of rice, and after learning for a while, he finally came out of the teacher so-so. ”

Yan Chen's face was not red or out of breath when he opened his eyes and said nonsense, his face was frank and full of sincerity, but he secretly applauded his wit in his heart.

"Brother Yan is really a person with great opportunities. The handsome boy glanced at Yan Chen meaningfully, and then laughed, "Could it be that Master Ling is the imperial chef of the palace? Otherwise, how could he teach Brother Yan this yellow flower with Xuemei? Looking at this color, I'm afraid Brother Yan has already learned Master Ling's cooking skills ten out of ten." ”

Yan Chen only felt full of weirdness, and immediately didn't dare to continue chatting with this handsome boy, for fear that if he talked too much, he would lose. This handsome boy's bright eyes seem to be able to go straight to the bottom of his heart and explore the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"A few guest officers, please taste it while it is hot, this dish must be eaten while it is hot, and it will not taste good when it is cold." ”

"What Brother Yan said is extremely true. The handsome boy agreed, but then shook his head lightly and sighed: "It's a pity." ”

"What is a pity?" Yan Chen raised his vigilance, "I don't know what Gongzi means." ”

The handsome boy did not answer Yanchen in a hurry, but approached Huang Kui and Xuemei, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring it with enjoyment for a long time.

"It's a pity that I don't have the habit of eating and drinking in public, so I'm wasting this very authentic food. is the imperial chef in the palace, and I can't make such a delicious taste as Brother Yan. ”

The handsome boy looked sorry and almost didn't hold Yan Chen out of his internal injuries, why did you pretend to comment for a long time and you told me that you didn't eat? If it was possible, Yan Chen really wanted to leave two blue and black circles on his handsome face to vent his anger.

"If he is lucky to meet Brother Yan again in the future, he will definitely invite Brother Yan to my house to show his cooking skills and have a good taste. The handsome boy took a deep breath again, got up and shook the folding fan and laughed and left, and the two attendants who were sitting on both sides quickly picked up the sword standing at the table and followed, and did not forget to take a few brilliant gold coins on the table before leaving.

Yan Chen quietly watched the three of them leave, and when the handsome boy was about to step out of the door, Yan Chen suddenly stopped the other party.

"Oh, I don't know what else Brother Yan commanded?" the handsome boy turned to look at Yan Chen with a smile on his hand, and the hands of the two attendants who followed him had quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Yan Chen glanced at the two entourages and didn't care, and arched his hand slightly at the handsome son, "I don't know what the son is called?"

"Bold, my family ......" An entourage stepped forward and scolded Yan Chen loudly, and before he finished his sentence, the second half of the sentence was blocked by the handsome boy.

"Stand down, it's okay. He glanced at the entourage who spoke lightly, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Chen with a smile, "Under the surname Ming, everyone else calls me Ming Gongzi." With that, he turned around and left with two attendants without looking back.

"Ming Gongzi ......" Yan Chen repeated softly, frowning and standing on the spot, not knowing what he was thinking, before he silently turned his head back to the back kitchen after a long time.

In the back kitchen, there are still a lot of dishes waiting for him to cook.