The waiter opened the red wine, poured a little, and handed it over.
"Sir, please confirm if it is this kind of wine?"
This is a red wine worth more than one million yen. For such a precious red wine, the waiter immediately asks the guests to try it.
Ye Xiong tasted it and said, "No problem."
The waiter poured two glasses of red wine for the two of them and then left.
Laizi took the red sprinkler and took a sip of the sketch, becoming more and more interested.
This bottle of red wine, plus two steaks worth tens of thousands of yen, totaled two million yen, equivalent to hundreds of thousands of Chinese dollars.
She wanted to see how this guy got someone to waive his bill worth hundreds of thousands.
Half an hour later, two steaks arrived. Laizi ordered the black pepper steak, and Ye Xiong ordered the kneeling steak.
The waiter was about to leave when Ye Xiong suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."
"Sir, do you have any other orders?"
Ye Xiong picked up the fork and picked at the crispy skin, feeling very dissatisfied.
"The skin is burnt, how can I eat it?"
"I'm sorry, sir, I'll ask someone to change you now."
The waiter quickly took away the steak and went to the kitchen to have it replaced.
Laizi seemed to understand how Ye Xiong wanted to avoid the bill, but she couldn't tell which one it was.
Twenty minutes later, the waiter brought the second steak to the table.
"Sir, please use it slowly."
Ye Xiong picked up the knife, picked it lightly, tested the temperature with his hand, and shook his head repeatedly.
"Sir, what's wrong?" The waiter was confused.
"It's hot outside but cold inside. Is this food for people to eat or for dogs?" Ye Xiong asked.
"Sorry sir, I'll have the kitchen redone right away."
The waiter quickly took it away, and half an hour later, the third steak came.
"Sir, our chef personally cooked this for you. We apologize for keeping you waiting."
Ye Xiong picked up the knife and fork, took a small bite, and chewed slowly.
Suddenly, he spit out the steak.
"Are you making steak or beef tendon? If a sixty-year-old man came to eat it, wouldn't he lose all his teeth?"
"I said where did you hire the chef of your restaurant? He used to sell kebabs on the street?"
“The best Western restaurant in this city, is this what you’re doing?”
Ye Xiong's voice was so loud that the guests around him suddenly looked over.
"Forget it, let's eat somewhere else." Ye Xiong took off his napkin.
"Sir, are you ready to pay?" the waiter asked.
"What's the settlement?"
"Sir, the steak is not included, but you ordered a bottle of red wine."
"After opening this red wine, it's best to drink it within an hour. It's been almost an hour and a half, and it's almost turning into jealousy. How dare you take the money?" Ye Xiong said angrily.
Laizi was a little embarrassed at the moment. She felt that Ye Xiong's way of waiving orders was a bit difficult for her to accept.
This steak was clearly cooked well, and even though she was a picky eater, it tasted quite right.
"Sir, aren't you trying to make things difficult?" The waiter was very anxious and immediately said, "How about you wait a moment and I'll call the manager over."
After the waiter finished speaking, he ran away quickly.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit and a chef in white kitchen clothes came over.
"Sir, you said my steak was not cooked well?"
The chef is a native of Eagle Country, can speak fluent English, and gets angry as soon as he comes out.
One dish was rejected three times in a row, including the steak he cooked himself. He felt that someone was definitely causing trouble on purpose.
“It’s similar to the skewers on the street.”
"You are deliberately making trouble. I am an authentic British person. This crispy steak is popular in our city. You actually said that I can't cook it." The chef was furious and said to the manager beside him: "Shout now.
They kicked him out, this guy just came to cause trouble on purpose."
"Are you sure this is the authentic Yingguo Sanzhou Steak?"
"Nonsense, I am from Qizhou."
"In this case, let me show you what authentic crispy steak is."
Ye Xiong stood up and said to the manager: "Do you mind if I come to your kitchen to cook a dish?"
The manager quickly agreed. Ye Xiong had to cancel three steaks in a row, which had seriously affected the reputation of the restaurant. If the trouble continued, the impact would get worse and worse.
Ye Xiong immediately held his hands and walked towards the kitchen.
Laiko was very curious and followed, and the four of them entered the kitchen.
There were many chefs in the kitchen. When I saw Ye Xiong coming in with his arm in arms, followed by the manager and the chef, I knew immediately that someone was here to kick the bucket.
In the world of chefs, this kind of thing is not uncommon.
But generally the people who play are over thirty years old and have a lot of kitchen experience. When a man like Ye Xiong who looks like a rich man comes to play, they don’t say they have never seen it, they don’t even hear it.
Said.
At that moment, more than a dozen people gathered around to watch the show.
Facing the crowd of more than a dozen chefs, Ye Xiong showed no stage fright at all and acted calmly.
Cutting the meat, putting it in the pan, and frying it until browned, the technique is as skillful as if it had been done thousands of times.
The beef is relatively thin, and originally it could only be fried on both sides, but Ye Xiong insisted on raising the beef and fried the sides, completely losing the principle of gravity.
There were cheers all around, just this way of standing the steak upright is a masterpiece.
After it is done, it is time to spread the skin and pour the main skin on top, and a very beautiful model is ready.
Ye Xiong put the cooked steak into the oven and made the sauce.
Twenty minutes later, a very beautiful-looking crispy steak appeared in front of everyone.
"It's so beautiful, the appearance is really unique." A second chef praised.
"What's the use of being beautiful? Things are for eating, not for looking at." said the chef.
Ye Xiong cut the steak into two pieces, pushed it to the chef with a slight push, and said calmly: "Chef, please taste it."
"I want to see what kind of bullshit you made."
The chef took the knife, cut a piece, put it in his mouth, and bit it gently.
Almost instantly, his expression changed and he shouted loudly: "Who are you and why are you kicking me out? I'm not done with you."
This reaction has proved that Ye Xiong's dish completely beat the one he just made.
"You dare to kick me in the field, you Chinese pig."
"Fuck, get out of here, this is my place."
"Manager, is this the level and quality of the chefs in your restaurant?" Ye Xiong mocked.
The manager's face suddenly became ugly. He looked at the out-of-control chef and said angrily: "Kick him out so that he doesn't embarrass himself here."
At that moment, the group of people drove the chef out.
"I've been hungry for so long. I have to do it myself to eat. It's true."
Ye Xiong took the steak he made by himself and went outside to eat it.
Laizi has been watching without saying a word, but her eyes have never left Ye Xiong, and her face is full of smiles.
It wasn't until she returned to her seat that she couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect Mr. Ye, an Oriental, to be able to cook such a beautiful steak. It really opened my eyes."
"If Miss Raiko gives me a chance to cook you a Chinese meal, you will fall in love with China, this oriental country."
"Really?" Laizi's eyes were full of expectation.
"I have never let a beautiful woman down." Ye Xiong said with a smile.
"I'd better try your Western food first."
Regardless of image, Laizi snatched Ye Xiong's plate away, cut off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, closing his eyes and enjoying it.
"Miss Raiko, how are you?"
"Oh my God, that's amazing."
"The most powerful thing about me is that you haven't tried it yet."
"Oh, what's your best thing?"
"You won't know until we have a 'deep' understanding of this." Ye Xiong laughed.
While the two were chatting, the manager came over with a smile on his face.