Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 43 Try it, it’s really delicious
"oh!"
Upon hearing the doorman's introduction, Wang Bin lowered his head with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
Although he has admired this restaurant for a long time.
But it was really embarrassing for him to take someone who died thirty years ago and use it as the cultural history of the restaurant.
Just like the newly opened century-old store on the street.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see the four words "Qianlong's Imperial Gift". The following is a true story of how Qianlong fell into trouble and how he was amazed by this delicious dish.
You have to ask, is it true or false?
Who cares.
Just watch the fun, what if someone believes it?
Wang Bin didn't expect that this old routine from many years ago could still appear in the restaurant he touted so much. It was really...
Low has to dig his feet.
Thinking of this, he looked back at Zhang Yi with some embarrassment.
However, Zhang Yi seemed to be fascinated by what he was listening to.
Fortunately, he has never eaten any good pork.
Wang Bin quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The doorman didn't seem to notice Wang Bin's embarrassed expression. When he saw Zhang Yi staring at the photo next to him with a serious look on his face, he immediately gathered his energy to introduce it.
"Mr. Tang specializes in Shandong, Sichuan, Cantonese, Huaiyang and other famous dishes. He has also restored several secret palace dishes that have been lost for a long time. These dishes cannot be seen outside now...
"
"Ahem, just stop here, my friend is still waiting for me."
Seeing that the doorman was talking endlessly, Wang Bin could only interrupt him with a dark face.
"Okay, please come with me."
The doorman turned around and led the way with a smile on his face, but when he turned around, there was obvious disappointment on his face.
The hotel is unremarkable from the outside, but the interior decoration exudes a luxurious style.
“Welcome.”
When the waiters saw them approaching, they would stop and wait for Zhang Yi and others to leave before continuing to move forward.
Wang Bin likes this feeling very much. Every time he enjoys such service, he feels happy in his heart.
If I had not chosen the anchoring industry, I might not have come to a place like this to eat, let alone enjoy such services and treatment.
Corresponding to the pride in his heart, he is even more unwilling to give in. The failure of the last live broadcast caused him to lose many fans. The next live broadcast must make a big news no matter what.
"Eh? Zhang Yi, what are you looking at?"
Wang Bin took two steps and felt that someone was missing next to him. When he looked back, he found Zhang Yi staring at the photos in the corridor.
When I walked over and took a look, I found that he was still reading the information about the founder of this restaurant.
"Don't look at it. Let's come back when we have the chance."
"Um."
Zhang Yi nodded, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.
This Mr. Tang, when he came here last time, he probably came here for Yangmei.
I didn't take action at that time, maybe because I was afraid of the shrine in the store.
Although I don't see any problems with this store, this is precisely the biggest problem.
Behind the luxurious decoration, there is almost every step in the promotion of this store.
Photos of soup, stories about soup, and promotion of soup are almost everywhere.
It seems like someone is deliberately promoting him.
Is doing this really just to promote corporate culture?
At this time, the doorman walking in front pointed to the box in front of him:
"Hello sir, we're here. The name of this private room is Longlin Guizi, which is the first dish created by Mr. Tang, which means that the dragon will give birth to a noble son, and everything will come to you."
"Yeah, I got it."
Wang Bin pulled Linlin into the door.
"Oh, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
There were already people waiting in the box, and they came over to greet Wang Bin immediately after seeing him.
"Sorry, there's a bit of a traffic jam at the intersection. Let me introduce you. This is my brother Zhang Yi, and this is Mr. Li."
"Hello." Zhang Yi nodded slightly.
"Okay, okay, take your seats first."
Mr. Li responded with a smile and ignored Zhang Yi. The only protagonist of the banquet was Wang Bin, and Mr. Li didn't care about the others.
Zhang Yi didn't pay much attention to this. In fact, he was more concerned about this hotel.
Mr. Li and Wang Bin sat together and began to compliment each other.
Zhang Yi looked at the promotional menu on the table.
When you open it, you will see that the first page is still promoting Mr. Tang, and then there will be some introduction of Mr. Tang next to almost every dish.
This kind of all-pervasive propaganda made Zhang Yi very uncomfortable.
"Ding ding!"
At this time, two waiters came in pushing the dining cart and served eight cold dishes as usual.
Although it is just a cold dish, every dish is eye-catching.
"What kind of dish is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Linlin asked the waiter, pointing to the plate in front of her.
"Hello, this dish is called Qingshan Yingcuisong. It is made by blanching fresh mushrooms with a knife, using Chinese toon seedlings, pine nuts, sweet beans, celery and some spices to make a sauce. It has a sweet and refreshing taste.
."
The waiter patiently introduced how to make it.
"oh."
Linlin nodded.
Afterwards, for each dish, the waiter will explain the name and preparation method of the dish in detail.
Everyone also picked up their chopsticks to taste it.
As the waiter said, the taste of each dish is unique, focusing on freshness and texture.
Even as a cold dish, the taste and color seem to be perfect.
"Yeah, it's delicious. When I came here, I was worried whether it would tip over."
Linlin picked up the chopsticks and put the green mountain and green pine dish introduced by the waiter in her mouth.
The combination of toon and sweet beans, combined with the refreshing taste of parsley, and the crisp and chewy texture of mushrooms, really makes people feel like they won't get tired of eating it.
"The car overturned, how could it be possible?"
Wang Bin put the dish into his mouth with a proud look on his face, feeling that the more he ate, the more delicious it became.
"Isn't that the article on Gourmet Fungus? It said that the food here is just superficial, expensive, and the products are wrong. It's all a result of marketing hype."
"Haha, do you believe what this kind of blogger says? It's more fake than the ghosts we see."
Wang Bin's face was full of contempt.
The live broadcasting circle is not big, but there is still a chain of contempt. At least they, anchors who rely on their skills to make a living, even if the plot is designed, they still look down on such anchors who go around eating and drinking for free.
"Oh, it's her. I have an impression."
Mr. Li remembered who this food fungus was.
"Oh, a few days ago, she wanted to come to visit the store, but the appointment was already half a year later, so she asked someone to find me and wanted to take her to visit the store with her this time, but I didn't agree."
"That's right. This guy didn't come in at all. He just wrote an article to hack this store."
Wang Bin has heard about the methods of these food bloggers for a long time, and he doesn't know where they get their sense of superiority.
"Don't tell me, this trick seems to be quite effective. I heard that someone from this store contacted her and seemed to reschedule her time."
"That's okay. That's right now. People like this can't survive more than three episodes in a TV series. It's so irritating."
Wang Bin complained.
"I'm going out for a while." At this time, Zhang Yi stood up from the chair.
Although the food was good, he was not in the mood to eat it now. When he saw the waiter walking out, he simply followed him out to take a look.
"Oh, come back early, we won't wait for you."
Wang Bin didn't care when he saw this, he just thought it was Zhang Yi's first time here and wanted to visit.
After walking out of the box, Zhang Yi glanced around and walked along the corridor towards the hotel.
"Sir, do you need anything?"
Before I had taken two steps, a waiter came up to me and asked.
"No, I'm full. Let's take a look at the corporate culture of your hotel."
Zhang Yi pointed to the photos on the wall.
"Then you can go to the third floor and have a look."
"Third floor?"
"Yes, there is a personal portrait of Mr. Tang on it, as well as his life diary and an exhibition of daily items."
The waiter's eyes were shining, as if he had an idol-like admiration for Mr. Tang.
To be able to achieve this level of corporate culture, not to mention Mr. Tang's craftsmanship, this method is also unique.
Zhang Yi looked up and down the waiter to make sure he was not possessed by evil spirits.
"Okay, I'll go take a look."
As he spoke, he walked towards the third floor. After taking two steps, Zhang Yi glanced back and found that the waiter was still standing there, looking at him with a smile.
Obviously he smiled sincerely, but Zhang Yi felt indescribably contorted in his heart. He turned his head and walked forward quickly.
Walking up the stairs, when he reached the second floor, Zhang Yi saw various photos of Mr. Tang on the wall.
But without exception, they are all black and white photos.
If this is really Zhang Shulai’s place, shouldn’t it be Zhang Shulai’s photos that are displayed?
But if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising.
That night, since Mr. Tang was able to come to his shop, it meant that he had escaped Zhang Shulai's control.
Now, I'm afraid I don't want to imitate Zhang Shu and put myself on the altar.
In fact, this is not difficult to understand.
Think about it for a moment, if you were the king of the princes and found that the emperor's restraint on you was no longer in effect, would you support your own troops and replace it?
Just when Zhang Yi was considering whether to continue walking to the third floor.
"Buzz!"
The door of the private room in front of him was opened, and a woman walked out of the private room and glanced at Zhang Yi with an unhappy expression.
She has an oval face with a little baby fat, and a black mole on the left cheek, but it doesn't affect her overall.
The woman turned her head and saw the waiter standing not far away. She immediately walked up to him angrily and said angrily:
"Where is your manager? Is this food for people to eat? I spent so much money, but the food you served me is not as good as what I eat on the street."
The woman was holding a plate with a prepared salad in her hand. She pointed at the sesame seeds on the salad exaggeratedly:
"What is this? A bug? If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will expose you right away."
The woman shouted loudly, as if she was afraid that others would not hear her.
Holding a mobile phone in one hand, you need to take pictures of the food in your hand.
The waiter was a little flustered by this and hurriedly explained:
"Hello, this is not a bug, this is the sesame seeds on top. In order to make the salad taste better, we broke the sesame seeds and sprinkled it on top. It is definitely not a bug."
"You mean, I can't even tell the difference between sesame seeds and bugs, right? I've never seen you guys so quibbling."
Seeing the woman's movements getting louder and louder, Zhang Yi would have stayed away from her normally to avoid causing trouble.
But now he is willing to be a bystander, wanting to see if this woman can lure the owner of this store out if she makes such a fuss.
The waiter couldn't hold his head up after being scolded by the woman, and stood aside in tears with red eyes.
After a while, a man in a suit rushed over.
The man looked to be in his early thirties, with short hair and an earring in his ear.
First, he gently comforted the waiter who was already crying.
Then he turned around and walked up to the woman:
"Hello madam, I am the manager of this store. My surname is Zhao. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me."
Manager Zhao's voice is very soft, sounding as soft as cotton.
"With you, can you make the decision?"
"Of course. If you are not satisfied with the food, I can make the decision and upgrade it to a luxurious set menu for you, and let the chef cook for you personally."
What else did the woman want to say.
Manager Zhao came forward and whispered a few words in the woman's ear. The woman suddenly turned from anger to joy: "You said this."
"certainly."
Manager Zhao had a slight dimple on his face: "Take this lady to the VIP room for dinner."
"Ma'am, please come this way."
"Well, that's pretty much it." The woman turned around and walked back to the private room, picked up her bag, and headed to the so-called VIP room under the guidance of the waiter.
Seeing that the situation calmed down, Zhang Yi didn't see anything unusual about Manager Zhao, so he was about to turn around and walk to the third floor.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
"Huh?" Zhang Yi turned back to look at Manager Zhao and pointed at himself: "Me?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, what happened just now made you laugh."
Manager Zhao stepped forward: "I heard from the waiter in the store that you are very interested in the history of our store."
Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who said that?"
"It's not important. If you like, I can take you around as a guide."
Faced with this sudden invitation, Zhang Yi instinctively wanted to refuse.
But before he could speak, Zhang Yi noticed that several waiters had already moved closer to him without knowing when.
These waiters have expressionless faces and empty eyes.
The strange thing is that they all walk on tiptoes. Even if they stand still, their toes are pointed high.
Through the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi saw a vague shadow standing behind these waiters.
Finally it showed up!
Zhang Yi's heart sank, but he was not surprised by the result. He crossed his hands and turned the ring on his index finger.
I have a [Diamond Talisman] on me. If combined with the [Liquid Gold Stick], I only need to knock down the three waiters next to me.
Then activate the ability of [Night Charm Finger Pull], and you should be able to get out of trouble easily.
Zhang Yi quickly planned in his mind.
Until he saw Manager Zhao take a crossbow from a waiter in a leisurely manner and aim it at himself in a leisurely manner.
Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became strange.
"Isn't this illegal?"
"Decorations are not illegal."
Zhang Yi slowly let go of his hand, the decoration, but it is not impossible to kill, especially the arrow that has been wound up, flashing cold light under the light, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his body of flesh and blood can withstand it
of.
"It seems that I have no better choice."
"This way please!"
Manager Zhao nodded with a smile, handed the crossbow to the waiter beside him, and asked her to stand behind Zhang Yi and put the crossbow arrow on her back.
As long as Zhang Yi makes the slightest move, this guy will pull the trigger immediately without thinking.
[Diamond Talisman] only protects against spell damage, but does not protect against physical attacks.
A group of people gathered around Zhang Yi.
Manager Zhao stood to the left of Zhang Yi, while to the right and behind him was the waiter who was possessed by a ghost. The boundaries between humans and ghosts seemed to become blurred at this moment.
As we walked forward, more and more waiters followed us, and black mold began to grow on the walls of the corridor.
A strong putrid smell was emanating from the end of the corridor.
"We noticed you from the moment you entered the store. We planned to attack you while you were having dinner, but we didn't expect you to be more impatient than us."
Manager Zhao said as he walked. After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yi. Seeing that his face was calm, he was a little surprised.
"Aren't you curious why we want to attack you?"
"I'm curious. What I'm more curious about is whether you are a human or a ghost."
"You can call us...believers."
Manager Zhao raised his head and looked very proud. In this hotel, not only himself was a believer, but every waiter was a believer of Mr. Tang.
"believer?"
Zhang Yi curled his lips: "A believer in ghosts?"
"right!"
Manager Zhao affirmed without hesitation.
"It's not a big deal. It seems that most people believe in ghosts. For example, when visiting graves during the Qingming Festival, when people worship their ancestors, they inevitably say "ancestor blessings."
"This is different."
"What's the difference?"
"Don't forget, many rules and customs in this world actually serve ghosts and gods.
It can be as small as not being able to insert chopsticks into the rice, or as big as the worship of ancestors, the location of tombs, etc."
"Oh!"
Hearing Zhang Yi's sneer, Manager Zhao's face fell and he looked at Zhang Yi with squinted eyes: "What's so funny?"
"Take the old world's vulgarities as truth, brother, wake up, the Qing Dynasty is dead!"
"I hope you will be so optimistic after meeting your husband."
Manager Zhao stopped and pointed to the door in front of the corridor: "Please come in, sir, waiting for you inside."
"Aren't you guys together?"
"As believers, we are not yet qualified to enjoy this treatment."
Before Zhang Yi could say anything, there was a cold, stinging sensation behind him, as a crossbow arrow was pressed against his heart.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi could only walk forward, came to the door, put his hand on the door handle, and the door opened with a click.
Zhang Yi stood at the door and glanced at the room.
The room was large, and what caught the eye was the exquisite living room furnishings, but Zhang Yi did not see Mr. Tang.
"Bang!"
At this time, there was a sound of wind behind him, and a crossbow arrow flew past Zhang Yi's ear.
"Sir, please hurry up and remember to close the door."
Manager Zhao raised the reloaded crossbow in his hand, and this time he aimed it at Zhang Yi's chest.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi could only walk inside and close the door.
"Ahem, is there anyone?"
No one in the room responded, but in another room, the sound of knives and forks scraping on the dinner plate could be heard.
Following the sound, he pushed open the other door in front of him.
A large round table appeared in front of him, and on the table, a woman was facing away from him.
Judging from her clothes, this woman is exactly the guy who caused trouble just now.
"Hello!"
Zhang Yi shouted, but the woman didn't respond. Her hands were squirming on the table, as if she was eating something, and her mouth made a crunching sound.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi frowned, walked to the dining table step by step, and looked sideways.
On the white dinner plate, a large piece of black meat skin was kept being put into the woman's mouth under the knife and fork.
With the grinding sound of chewing, bright red blood drops dripped onto the table and the woman's clothes.
At this time, the woman suddenly raised her head.
Her face was peeled off, and she looked at Zhang Yi with two bulging eyeballs.
The muscles on his face squirmed, blood squeezed out from the flesh and blood on his face, and he squeezed out a bloody smile towards Zhang Yi.
Holding up a piece of flesh with a black mole:
"Try it, it's really delicious..."
Sorry, I wrote one chapter, but it was not interesting enough, so I deleted it. Then I combined the two chapters together, so it was a little late.
