Wan Laifu's kitchen was filled with a nervous atmosphere. After Ye Chui packed up his things, he left the kitchen leisurely. I wonder if everyone was focusing on the chicken meal in the private room. At this time, no one noticed his departure.
Leaving the hotel from the side of the kitchen, Ye Chui thought of the little greedy cat who met Lin Wei last night, and the little greedy cat told him that after the chicken meal was ready, he would call her to notify her of the specific situation. So Ye Chui took out his cell phone and was about to talk to her.
As a result, the number was good and the number was not dialed out. "Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye!" He hurriedly chased after him from behind.
Turning around, Yang Yong was chasing him in a sweat, and Fang Tao and several other chefs followed.
Ye Chui waited for Yang Yong to run to him and asked with a smile: "Her old man Han will have a result so soon?" Then Ye Chui noticed the redness and swollenness on Yang Yong's face, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with your face?"
"Don't worry about me, Mr. Han wants to see you." Yang Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained to Ye Chui, "The dishes you cook seem to suit Mr. Han's appetite."
When they heard Yang Yong's words, the expressions on Fang Tao and the chefs' faces changed immediately. They knew that Ye Chui's dishes were very good and they just put their hope on Ye Chui's bodies. But now they suddenly heard that Mr. Han likes Ye Chui's dishes, they still couldn't help feeling a little sore, especially Fang Tao, who felt envy and jealousy.
Ye Cui's face was very plain, and he even showed a look of "Is it so troublesome?" Mr. Han's appreciation is probably the evaluation that any chef can't wait to get, but it doesn't matter to Ye Cui at all. He has his own life plan.
After a moment of silence, Ye Chui suddenly looked at Yang Yong with a smile: "Manager Yang, is this the one who was beaten by Mr. Han on your face? Why did he hit you?"
"This..." Yang Yong hesitated for a while, and was embarrassed to tell the story that he had just thought about it but was tasted by Mr. Han in one bite. "This is not important... Mr. Ye, please go back with me quickly."
"Manager Yang, I just said I wanted to help you cook, but I didn't say I still had the obligation to meet Mr. Han." Ye Chui said with a smile. Judging from Yang Yong's reaction, it was not difficult to guess what happened just now. Although Mr. Han didn't care about Ye Chui's appreciation, he was even more unhappy with Yang Yong's greedy style.
"You... why are you so ungrateful? This is Mr. Han. He can make you stand out in the chef world with just one word!" Yang Yong was a little angry.
"I'm not interested in this." Ye Chui shrugged with a smile.
"You..." Yang Yong looked anxious, not expecting Ye Chui to be so difficult, but he was smart, as if he could hear what Ye Chui said, and then said, "I will give you more rewards for this big meal... I will give you 50,000 yuan, how about it?"
Mr. Han was satisfied with Ye Chu’s vegetables. This was an established fact. As long as there was no mistake in the next stage, Wan Laifu’s reputation would definitely be taken to the next level. Yang Yong would be willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars more!
"I'm interested in this."
Ye Chui smiled. Actually, since the old man Han was so sensible, Ye Chui had the intention to meet him. Ye Chui, who was not rich, actually didn't care much, but he was just unhappy with Yang Yong's behavior. He nodded: "Okay, I'll go and meet Mr. Han."
Inside the private room on the second floor.
Mr. Han sat next to the table and was savoring several other dishes. His body was trembling slightly, and he was in an extremely excited situation. This was the excitement of a foodie after encountering the food. He ate every bite very carefully, as if he was afraid that any wonderful taste would be missed, which would definitely be a lot of regrets for him.
Han Yuyan, who was in a state of a royal sister, stood on the side of the old man, with a look of surprise on his pretty face. His hands that were originally kneading the old man's shoulders were even stiff. She rarely saw her grandfather showing such a look.
Tian Xiaodu stood on the other side of the table. The fat man was not nervous, but his eyes were staring at the food on the table and he looked jealous. Old Han, a foodie who was extremely chewy, would show this expression when eating these dishes, which made Tian Xiaodu look forward to these dishes even more.
At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Ye Chui followed Yang Yong in.
"Old Han, this is the chef who made these dishes." Yang Yong hurriedly introduced, "Ye Chui, Mr. Ye."
Old Han immediately raised his head and looked at Ye Chui. His face was originally expected, but when he saw that the boy who was standing in front of him was just a 17 or 18-year-old boy, he couldn't help but frown. The chef paid attention to the heat, and the heat was experience. The real chef who had a real level was not from the age of 30. Old Han understood this truth best as his own foodie, so after looking at Ye Chui for a few glances, he waved to Yang Yong: "Come here."
It seems that he is going to slap Yang Yong again.
"Old Han, these dishes are really made by this Mr. Ye!" Yang Yong said hurriedly with an anxious face.
"You really did these?" Old Han looked at Ye Chui again, his voice a little cold, "You dare to lie in front of me, don't think about stuttering in the chef world in the future!"
"I made these dishes, and I didn't lie." Ye Chuifeng replied lightly. Mr. Han's reaction made him a little unhappy, so he decided to teach Mr. Han a lesson. He showed a "I'm very disappointed" expression and continued to say to Mr. Han, "But Mr. Han's taste made me feel a little uncomfortable."
This statement scared everyone else in the room, especially Yang Yong, who was trembling all over. Tian Xiaodu looked at Ye Chui with some surprise. Han Yuyan, who was standing behind Old Han, glared at the apricot, as if he was about to rush over to beat Ye Chui in a minute - she now recognized Ye Chui as the person who was chased by the Tibetan pheasant when she had just entered Wan Laifu.
Old Han was stunned. No one dared to question his taste for decades. Now anyone dared to say that?
He laughed angrily: "You talk about my taste, don't you please compliment?"
"That's right." Ye Chu nodded.
Mr. Han put down his chopsticks, leaned on the chair and looked up at Ye Chui: "How come you can't please me to appreciate my taste?"
"Mr. Ye, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Han is very satisfied with this chicken meal." Yang Yong quickly said to Ye Chui in a low voice.
"Of course I can see that Mr. Han was very satisfied with this chicken meal, but... this is a little different from what I expected." Ye Chui replied with a smile.
Very satisfied with the reaction that was a little different than what he expected?
This is Mr. Han. It is a great honor for the chef to say something good to a dish. Ye Chui is not satisfied with Mr. Han's evaluation of his own dish?
"Boy, it's not good to be too arrogant." Old Han seemed to have been completely angry, and his eyes were staring at Ye Chui fiercely, "You tell me clearly, why don't you please compliment my taste? If you don't explain this clearly today, I will never finish it with you!"
Mr. Han was really angry and gasped. Han Yuyan next to him quickly rubbed his chest gently, and looked at Ye Chui with anger: "No one dared to question grandpa's taste. I warn you, your answer would be best to satisfy me!"
Ye Chui looked at Han Yuyan. This sister was tall and beautiful, not bad at all from Lin Wei. She also had a strong sense of royal sister, which made people feel amazing. Ye Chui quickly shook her head quietly, hehe, her youthful hormones...
He calmed down and explained with a faint smile.
"I prepared four dishes for Mr. Han, Dong'an Chicken, Chicken Stewed Mushrooms, Shaoxing Drunken Chicken, Hongzi Chicken Shredded Cucumber. Looking at the dishes, Mr. Han should have only eaten the three hot dishes just now, but he didn't touch this plate of Hongzi Chicken Shredded Cucumber."
Ye Chu pointed at the plate of Hongzi chicken and shredded cucumber that looked unmoved and continued: "Of these four dishes, this cold dish was actually the most delicious. To be honest, the other three dishes were just the foil of this dish, but Mr. Han subconsciously ignored it. So, I said Mr. Han's taste was not satisfactory."
After saying that, Ye Chui looked at Old Han, and the expression on his face seemed to be saying: Are you convinced? If you don’t agree, come and bite me.
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Chapter completed!