The chef inside was busy all the time, and the appetizers were quickly brought out.
Song Xiang took a look and saw that apart from the cold dishes in front, the first hot dish was boiled cabbage.
She glanced at the master and felt strange that when Yan Han invited the master of the state banquet to his home, she was the only one invited.
Several big dishes were served in succession, either famous dishes from Sichuan cuisine or specialties from Huaiyang cuisine, which showed that there was more than one chef working there.
Such a big posture made Song Xiang a little confused.
In the middle of the journey, Yan Han got up and went to the thermostatic room where the wine was stored to get a bottle of wine, and even poured a glass for Song Xiang.
Song Xiang was so flattered that he almost stood up and bowed to him.
It's over, it must be something big to be treated so politely.
Song Xiang took a sip of wine and secretly wondered if she had hit Yan Han's Achilles' heel somewhere.
Just as she was thinking about it, a dish of boiled fish was served and turned directly in front of her.
Yan Han raised his head and drank half a glass of red wine. With lazy eyes, he said casually: "Try it."
Song Xiang raised his chopsticks and carefully picked up a piece of fish. He took a careful sip and his taste buds were instantly conquered.
Ignoring Yan Han's attitude for the time being, he put meat into his mouth one after another and scanned all the dishes in front of him.
By the time the fish came to Yan Han, Song Xiang had almost eaten the belly of the fish.
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Yan Han's expression and found that he didn't mean to dislike it.
The man picked up some fish, put it in his mouth and frowned.
He raised his hand and knocked on the table, and the chef's assistant came out of the kitchen.
"Do you have any questions?"
Yan Han wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, pointed at the fish in front of him and said, "What kind of fish is it made of?"
The assistant was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of the water tank at the door, "That's the arowana."
Arowana?
Song Xiang was eating vegetables with his head down. When he heard the keyword, he turned around and stared straight at the water tank.
Sure enough, the two fish that were supposed to live happily inside had disappeared.
She turned her head and looked at Yan Han in shock.
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, seemingly unaware, and glanced at the assistant.
"You didn't bring your own ingredients?"
"The master didn't plan to cook fish before he came. He just happened to see that the fish in the fish tank had already..."
The assistant didn't say anything, and Yan Han interrupted him with a cold face, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"We asked Mr. Yan Song and he said that all the ingredients in the house can be used." The assistant was confused.
The fish were all dead when they came, and the master said that the freshly dead fish could still be used, so as not to waste them.
Song Xiang opened his mouth, his eyes wandering back and forth between the assistant and Yan Han, unable to find anything to say for a while.
Two hundred thousand arowana as food?
The fish was a gift from Bo Zhan. She had no hobby of keeping fish, but she had spent a lot of effort to pick it up. It was a pity that it was eaten all of a sudden.
The most important thing is, two hundred thousand fish!
She savored the taste in her mouth, and suddenly felt that the few bites she had just taken were sins, and her hands holding the chopsticks felt a little heavy.
On the opposite side, Yan Han raised his hand to ask his assistant to do his work, then raised his head and glanced at Song Xiang.
"I had no prior knowledge."
Song Xiang twitched the corners of his lips and thought, I can't blame you. After all, it was the chef's mistake.
"No...it's okay."
"Let Yan Song get you two more tomorrow." Mr. Yan was very compassionate.
Song Xiang looked reluctant and waved his hand, "No, it's for me to eat anyway."