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Duan Dong and Zhou Haoran next to him also felt a little embarrassed.

After contact with Liu Qingming these days, he feels that Liu Qingming is quite reliable. At the very least, it's not the kind of person who runs the train with his mouth full. What's going on today, was it stimulated or what's wrong?

No one noticed that Frank's face had shown a slight look of shock and suspicion, only to see him turn off the fire, walk up to Liu Qingming, and say suspiciously, "You said this garlic, no, no, it's white truffles, where are these white truffles produced?"

"Could it be that I am wrong, is it still from Alba?" Liu Qingming said with a smile at Frank.

Fang Tong was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly. He sensed that something was not quite right with the cook's appearance. Liu Qingming said that Alba, he was not familiar with it, but it seemed that he had heard it somewhere.

Zhu Xiaojuan's face also showed some confusion.

"Could you please tell me in a declarative sentence, where do these white truffles come from?" said Frank to Liu Qingming with a solemn face.

"Croatian Istrian White Truffle Forest," Liu Qingming said with a smile at Frank.

"Did you really eat it?"

Frank's face suddenly showed shock. The white truffle in Alba, Piedmont, Italy is world-famous, and eighty percent of the world's white truffles are produced in Alba. However, the white Buzette truffle is not inferior to the Alba white truffle, and these are little known. Especially in Chinese, most people's impression of this only stays in the white truffle produced in Italy. And the person in front of him can actually eat the difference between Alba and Buzet white truffles, and tell the origin of these white truffles in one bite.

Fang Tong's eyes narrowed, and after listening to these two sentences, he could roughly hear it. Today may be met by a master, fighting birds all day long, and today is pecked by birds.

Zhu Xiaojuan was also a little confused, could there really be such a place as Buzet? However, the things that Frank and Liu Qingming talked about were obviously a little out of her understanding.

Zhou Haoran and Duan Dong sat there, looking at their noses and noses, but they didn't hear anything. They don't know anything about these things.

"Smell, if I'm not mistaken, that piece must have been picked up from a sow, right?"

Liu Qingming pointed to the white truffle in the trash can and said to Frank. When he said this, Liu Qingming also showed a depressed look on his face. Truffles are actually very dirty things, and if you don't want to, you just want to think about what this kind of thing is made of, and you will be disgusted.

Hearing Liu Qingming say this, the expressions on Fang Tong's faces suddenly became very exciting.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Xiaojuan was startled, frowned and said to Liu Qingming, and then said to Frank, "Mr. Frank, don't be angry, he doesn't know nonsense or something."

She just listened to what Liu Qingming said, and her feeling was a little reliable, how did this sound become a sow's mouth? She felt that this was an insult to such a noble thing as a white truffle. A chef of Frank's level is very status. Even if a rich or powerful person asks him to cook, treat him with respect. Zhu Xiaojuan was afraid that Frank would feel this insult.

Frank gave Liu Qingming a thumbs up with a solemn face, and then went back to continue to make his meal. Due to the peculiar masculine smell of white truffles. To find white truffles, you need professional truffle hunters, and trained sows and. The hunter of this batch of white truffles has a bit of a bad taste, and he will distinguish between the white truffles found by the and the white truffles found by the sows. And these brought over today are indeed found by the sow.

"How do you know that?"

Tang Nuanwei looked at Liu Qingming's gaze with some little admiration. She originally felt that Liu Qingming was useless, as if she couldn't help her with anything, and would cause her a lot of trouble. When Liu Qingming was ridiculed by Fang Tong and Zhu Xiaojuan just now, she also felt so embarrassed and annoyed. These few words shut their mouths when they all spoke. Even the chef, who had always had a look of arrogance with colored eyes, said that he was confused. Tang Nuanwei also secretly exclaimed in her heart, so cool. She suddenly felt that he knew so much.

"This thing is not only in Italy and Croatia, but also in China, and in the forests in the mountains of my hometown, and some people on the mountains used to eat this thing as garlic," Liu Qingming said with a smile at Tang Nuanwei.

"you" Tang Nuanwei slapped Liu Qingming, she knew the preciousness of white truffles, and it was impossible for anyone anywhere to eat this as garlic. And she hadn't heard of it in China.

Liu Qingming smiled and said nothing. He's talking about truffles, not white truffles. But, in fact, it is a meaning. China does have white truffles. However, this thing was originally blown to fool people. A few years ago, those white people did not know how many white truffles there were in China, so they deliberately demonized Chinese white truffles and suppressed the price of Chinese white truffles. Later, they found out the origin and production of white truffles in China, and secretly controlled the source of these white truffles, so that the price of white truffles in China was raised again.

"You try this," Frank said with a smile at Liu Qingming as he brought a delicate dish to him.

"The sea urchin of Okinawa, this is the inner bay scallop, and Liaoning also has it, but this should be Finnish, right?" Liu Qingming said with a smile at Frank as he ate.

"You are a true diner and I hope to officially cook you a perfect dinner today"

There was some excitement on Frank's face. The greatest sorrow of a chef is that he will never be able to meet a diner who can understand the food he makes. He cooks every day, but he hates people who eat his food, and he feels that they are simply spoiling his food. He's playing the harp to a cow.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Liu Qingming with a smile at Tang Nuanwei.

"Beautiful young lady, you have the right to order food today, the art of making white truffles in the world can only surpass Frank's ten fingers, and Frank will prepare 'Taste of Heaven' for you"

Frank said with a smile on his face at Tang Nuanwei, his face full of anticipation.

Zhu Xiaojuan raised her eyebrows, did this celebrity chef take the wrong medicine today or what's wrong? A chef of Frank's level never allows guests to order. No matter who it is, how rich or powerful, it is impossible for a chef like Frank to bend over. If he's happy, he'll be able to cook a few good dishes. If he's not happy, he deserves some fried steak.

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