When it comes to gourmet food, the French are known to the world for their boldness.
Although the beetle sauce looks unimpressive, his trust in Zhou Qishan has long made him care less about the appearance of the ingredients. When he opened the lid, a rich aroma of red glutinous rice and seafood hit his nostrils.
"Oh, this smells delicious. I want to take a bite." As he said that, he stretched out his fingers, pulled out a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
Zhou Qishan frowned, this French guy is so ungrateful, he probably won't be able to sell this bottle.
Martin closed his eyes and seemed to be deeply immersed in this taste. While shaking his head slightly, he raised his hand and made two gestures, "Indescribable freshness... This taste is really unique. It's something I have never experienced before."
The taste I have tried is mixed with salty, fresh, sweet, glutinous, etc. If you use it to cook, I believe it will be a feast for the taste. It is so wonderful...
Even if it is just used to mix rice, I believe the effect will be very good. It is a rare delicacy..."
Martin continued to reminisce and asked curiously: "What is this material?"
"It's a kind of small crab from our seaside. It's called a crab. It's also a specialty here. It's mashed and mixed with red grains and wine. It tastes very good. The crab will be out of the market soon. You can buy it soon.
Not much,
I'm thinking of bringing some for you to try, maybe it can also give you some inspiration for cooking."
"This ingredient is really good, but it's a pity that it's not as amazing as the previous one. I'll tell the boss if it's specific. I want this batch of goods. How much is it specifically?" Martin is a top-notch boss who knows a lot of ingredients.
As a cook, you can basically understand the taste of any food with just one taste, and you will know whether the food can be used.
Zhou Qishan thought for a moment, "We do this in every household. The production of crickets has begun to decline now. We can supply a batch in three days, about a hundred or ten bottles..."
Martin opened his mouth wide, "Oh my god, so many, this is a problem. Fortunately, I still have some friends in Western restaurants. I will suggest it to them, but I think they prefer the top-notch truffles."
, these top delicacies from our hometown have never been able to find suitable means of importing them in China..."
Zhou Qishan also knew that it would be difficult to handle such a large amount of production depending on the passenger flow of Wanghai Tower.
Hearing Martin's suggestion, his eyes lit up: "Truffles?"
"Truffles, foie gras, etc. are all fine, but it's a pity that these are rare to see."
Zhou Qishan nodded, "You can take these three bottles back for use first. For other things, tell me how much you need, and I'll have the village prepare them."
The two of them didn't say much. Martin was so excited that he got into the car and left with his things.
Zhou Qishan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not a complete success, at least the urgent need was solved.
But not long after, Zhou Qishan's cell phone suddenly rang. The number he saw when he picked up the phone made him hesitate.
The phone rang a few more times, and a car temporarily parked on the side of the road, with the head of an old man in his forties or fifties peeking out of the window, "Hey, young man, your phone is ringing, is it your wife?"
Are you having a conflict? Why don't you accept it?"
Zhou Qishan laughed dryly. If he had such a wife, he would be completely screwed up in his life...
But after thinking about it, he still had to face many things, and he could not hide from them. He finally walked to the side of the road and said, "Hey, Miss Wen, what do you want from me?"
The person on the other end of the phone was none other than Zhou Qishan's former boss, the daughter of the Wen Group, Wen Liangyu.
Zhou Qishan didn't know what was wrong with him, but he actually called...his number had never changed, so it was very easy to find it.
"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you, let's pick a time." Wen Liangyu's voice came through the phone, with a hint of superiority.
Zhou Qishan hesitated for a moment, "It's still the 'old place', right?"
Wen Liangyu's tone seemed to fluctuate a little, "Okay, I'll drive over and wait for you. See you there or not."
Zhou Qishan hung up the phone, hailed a bus and headed to the city.
The old place Zhou Qishan and Wen Liangyu mentioned was actually a private club.
This shop is said to have been opened by a close friend of Wen Liangyu's. Not many people know about it, and it only entertains specific guests. They are basically people from the same circle, and there are only a handful of male members. Weekly
Qishan happened to be one of them because of his gentle words.
The private club is located on the bank of Ningyue Lake, a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle. Outside is the busiest road in Xing'an City, and the lights are bright and feasting at night without any lights being extinguished.
Zhou Qishan got off the bus, walked into the park, and walked slowly along the bridge.
When he arrived at the club, he saw a rather low-key plaque hanging at the main entrance of the club with the word "Jian Jia" written on it. Not far away, Wen Liangyu's luxury car had been parked steadily in the parking lot.
The sapphire blue color is particularly eye-catching.
He strode into the front hall, and several female greeters hurried over and stopped this ragged man who looked poor.
Every month, some men who don't know their identity come to your door to harass you.
Although this man is tall, mighty, and a bit handsome... but looking at his attire, he looks like a countryman. There is a fishy smell on his body, so he is probably a fisherman from a nearby fishing village.
"Sir, please stay. This is a private club. Without our members or member invitations, ordinary people are not allowed to enter here." The voice of the girl who spoke was soft and weak, giving off a comfortable feeling.
The attitude of the other female greeters was not so good. One of them crossed her arms and said with a smile: "I guess it's another one who thinks he is someone. Whoever comes to our place is not of extraordinary wealth. This man...
You can make money by being a duck, so why are you here?"
"Could it be that the rich lady inside is looking for her...don't they say rich people like this?" Someone looked at Zhou Qishan cautiously and laughed.
"You look down on those rich women and sisters so much. Even if you look for a duck, you can't find someone like this..." The woman smiled and said, "You, hurry up and leave. Standing here is dirtying our place.
If the boss comes later, he will definitely have to lecture us again..."
Everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks when they thought of the boss's angry look. There was a cute little girl who even stuck out her tongue.
After these people warned Zhou Qishan, they obviously forgot that there was such a man and went to chat on their own.
Zhou Qishan was stunned for a moment, dug into his pocket, and took out a small card with exquisite workmanship. It was like porcelain, white and beautiful, and there was an embossed wisteria flower on it.
In one corner is written the word "Jianjia".
Zhou Qishan handed it to them with a naive smile: "Is this the membership card you are talking about?"