"Share the table?" Ye Chui was stunned. Eating is not a banquet. Of course, it is okay to play tables, but the old man's meaning is obviously not just a table, but to eat the dishes that Ye Chui made for Lin Wei and the others together. Ye Chui said with some sweat, "Sir, this is probably not suitable, right?"
Chang Wenjun's son also looked anxious. Why didn't his father play according to common sense? Where did his father put his face in the face when this matter was reported?
However, Chang Wenjun seemed to have made up his mind: "I like to eat. I can't eat something delicious. I haven't been able to eat it for several days. I just saw that the two dishes you brought out were very delicious. If I didn't eat it today, I would definitely not be able to bear it. You won't see me, an old man, suffer? Let's ask Boss Ye to give me some convenience. The price is easy to say."
This person is really similar to Mr. Han’s slutty spirit...
Ye Chui looked at the weird guy in front of him with a speechless face: "Old sir, if you like the home-cooked dishes I cook, I will make another table for you..."
"I just want to eat what you cook for your sister's girlfriend. The most delicious thing is to cook for the people you like." Chang Wenjun insisted on going to the table, and he said with a fat face, "Anyway, the table here is big enough, not too many of us."
The table in the lobby of Manhan Building is indeed very large, and one table can accommodate eight people for dining. Han Yuyan, Lin Wei, and Li Xiuyun are only five people. You can add a few more people to let the fat old man sit down with his son... But let these two people go to eat with Lin Wei and the others? Looking at the old man's stubborn look, Ye Chui was helpless.
Chang Wenjun's son whispered to his father with an unhappy look: "Dad, what kind of identity are you? It's not good to get a house with someone. I think you should show your identity quickly..."
"What do you know? Don't talk too much. If you don't want to play the table, just leave for me. Just come and pick me up later." Chang Wenjun glared at his son unhappily, looking at Ye Chui with his eyes wide open.
Chang Wenjun's son immediately shut up.
Ye Chui saw Chang Wenjun insisting on doing this. He didn't look like an ordinary person, so he went over and said to Lin Wei and the others. Although Lin Wei and Han Yuyan were strange, they had no objection. Anyway, the table was so big that they could eat their own things, so no one could get to anyone, so he agreed.
Chang Wenjun immediately smiled and walked over with his son, and found a seat to sit down.
Li Xiuyun was secretly feeling sad. Looking at Chang Wenjun sitting beside him, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression on his face. He felt familiar with the old man... but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.
Chang Wenjun's son also sat down at the table, his face full of displeasure, and continued to whisper: "A seven-star chef is playing with someone on the table. Dad, we are here to challenge him, don't forget..."
"Feat your stomach first." Chang Wenjun glared at his son, "I was pulled over at noon. I'm already hungry. I don't know how much time I have to wait until I get busy. I have to eat the most."
Anyone who is fat and eats big is almost a famous saying...
Seeing that I said this, the son naturally didn't say anything else.
Ye Chui continued to go back to the kitchen to work on the next dishes, and Chang Wenjun had already looked at the dishes on the table with a long eye. When Pan Qingguo helped to set up the dishes, he couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick for himself and ate it for a while, and then praised it: "The meat of this dish is tender, smooth and tasty, and it doesn't seem to be very difficult to cook. But the difficulty is to make the various ingredients complement the taste of shredded pork. The pork is dyed with the crispness of green peppers, and the green peppers are added with the aroma of pork. It's such a good dish."
After all, he is a famous weird chef, and Chang Wenjun's comments are still very professional.
But someone on the table was unhappy, and An Xiaoxiao followed: "The highlight of this dish is the two flavors of spicy and marijuana, red pepper and pepper are the top priority. Master said that spicy and marijuana are unique in the food culture of China. The only thing that integrates these two flavors is our Chinese diet. The best part of this dish is the word spicy."
"What do you know about little girl?" Chang Wenjun's son was immediately dissatisfied. His father is a seven-star chef. Is it worse than a little girl's taste of dishes?
Chang Wenjun's fat face was a little moved: "Spicy? Well, it's really good. This dish is spicy and fragrant, unique, I don't know what this dish is called?"
"The name of this dish is Farmer's Small Fried Cookie. My brother said it was a classic Hunan dish." An Jing quickly replied. Seeing An Xiaoxiao being unconvinced, she was preparing to say something. Her sensible eyes signaled not to talk back to the guests.
"Farmer's small stir-frying dish? The name is very interesting." Chang Wenjun nodded repeatedly, "Is this dish from the Manhan banquet?"
"That's not the case, it's just an ordinary home-cooked dish, but grandpa also said that this dish is very exquisite and is not inferior to the dishes on the Manchu and Han banquet when cooked well." Han Yuyan said with a smile.
"Do your grandfather knows the dishes very well? He is the one who is entitled to join the Manhan banquet?" Chang Wenjun was so angry that he felt that Han Yuyan mentioned his grandfather at this time, and his father seemed to be very disgusted.
No matter how dull Han Yuyan was, she could see Chang Wenjun's son's dissatisfaction, so she smiled but didn't say anything anymore.
Chang Wenjun was still unsatisfied with eating a few bites of small farm dishes, and stewed pork with vermicelli, and praised it endlessly. Ye Chui happened to serve two more dishes from the kitchen at this time. Chang Wenjun wanted to personally praise Ye Chui for the good dish. As a result, as soon as Ye Chui put the plate in his hand, the little girl sitting next to him suddenly put the chopsticks on the table unhappily, raised her head and said to Ye Chui: "Brother, these dishes are too bad, I want to eat braised pork!"
"The braised pork is too greasy, it's not good for children to eat too much." Ye Chui said patiently to Wang Shiyu, "Children should eat more vegetables."
"But braised pork is even better. People like to eat braised pork made by my brother the most. Last time, my brother finally made braised pork, but most of the old man who was so embarrassed that the old man who snatched all the things from his shameless children was snatched away by his sister Dayu, and he only ate one piece." Wang Shiyu said with resentment. During this period, Old Han has been here to eat for free. Although Ye Chui makes delicious food every time Old Han comes to eat, what makes Wang Shiyu resent is that this old man even snatches her, a child. It's really disrespectful to the old man.
Han Yuyan was amused: "Grandpa is the kind of person he has. He can't help seeing something delicious. Xiaoyu, don't blame him."
"Ha!" Chang Wenjun's son couldn't help laughing immediately. It turned out that the grandfather mentioned just now was such a person...
"Next time I will talk to Mr. Han and tell him not to steal things from you." Ye Chui also rubbed Wang Shiyu's head intimately.
"Old Han?" The name made Chang Wenjun and his son stunned.
Han Yuyan’s grandfather, the old man who snatched everything from the child Wang Shiyu’s shameless child…is Mr. Han?
If you think about it carefully, I really heard that Mr. Han is very close to Ye Chui, and Mr. Han also sent his granddaughter to Ye Chui. From this point of view, his granddaughter is this person who is heavy rain... If it were Mr. Han, he commented that a dish is qualified to join the Manhan banquet, which is indeed the most qualified one.
Chang Wenjun's son's contempt just now suddenly disappeared, and Chang Wenjun felt that the dishes on the dinner table were even more delicious.
Ye Chui persuaded him to coax the picky eater Wang Shiyu, and then served a few dishes on the table one after another. They were all ordinary home-cooked dishes. The dishes were simple, but they were definitely not something that ordinary restaurants could make: tiger skin green pepper, ground three freshness, crispy tofu...
Finally, Ye Chui sat at the dining table. Chang Wenjun's son, who had already had a lot of opinions about the table, had already tasted the invisible lesson at this time and stopped talking. Moreover, the delicious food made him lose his mind to speak. Although this table of home-cooked dishes was simple, the taste... seemed to be more delicious than the private dishes cooked by his father.
While the table was having fun eating on this table, Zhao Tian, ​​who was sitting not far from the next table, was stunned. Wasn’t this old man Chang Wenjun sought to challenge Ye Chui by He Chengqing? Why did he sit here just to eat, and he also discussed food with Ye Chui with a smile on his face. Where did he look like he was going to tear his face?
"I heard that this strange chef has a strange style. Could it be that he wants to finish this meal and accuse the food of being not delicious to humiliate Ye Chui?" Zhao Tian was puzzled. But after thinking about it, he felt that the strange chef must have a deep meaning. He just looked patiently... Moreover, the dishes in Manhanlou are really good. I don't know how to make this lotus powder tofu. The taste is really good. It turns out that the tofu can also make this taste...
The meal on Ye Chui's side was approaching the end soon. An Jing and Lin Wei still remembered the school's homework and had to review and do their homework. A female student is not a casual one.
Children Wang Shiyu were ready to go out to play.
An Xiaoxiao was also preparing to run out with Wang Shiyu, but Ye Chui directly grabbed her and carried her to An Jing Lin Wei, and asked the two to supervise her to review her homework.
At the end of the dinner table, only Chang Wenjun and his son, Han Yuyan, Li Xiuyun and Ye Chui were left.
Chang Wenjun had a great time eating here. After all, the dishes prepared by Ye Chui’s hands are still very different from other chefs. This difference is even more obvious to the chefs like Chang Wenjun.
Finally, Chang Wenjun stood up with a smile and said to Ye Chui: "Boss Ye, your cooking skills are indeed amazing. It is even more valuable to master this craft at such a young age. It seems that Boss Ye will make a big splash at this spring banquet. I admire you."
"Thank you, just have a good time to eat." Ye Chui also said with a smile.
Chang Wenjun and his son then settled the bill. Chang Wenjun rubbed his stomach and left the hotel with his son's help.
Just leaving like this? Zhao Tian, ​​who was sitting next to him waiting to watch the show, looked surprised.
At the dining table here, looking at Chang Wenjun leaving, Li Xiuyun finally thought of something: "I remembered it... No wonder I felt familiar just now, this old man...he seems to be that famous weird chef!"
"Strange chef?" Han Yuyan was also shocked, "That seven-star chef Chang Wenjun?"
"You can't be wrong, it's him." Li Xiuyun said with certainty, "Why...he came here to have a meal? What's going on?"
Ye Chui also looked puzzled. He had long thought that this old man was not an ordinary person, but he did not expect that he was still a famous strange chef...
"It seems that he is here to challenge his master, right? He is such a weird person..." Han Yuyan said in a little shocked and suspiciously, "But after eating the master's food, I dare not ask for any challenge again?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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