Chapter 55 Conquering everyone's stomach and asking for support...
But when Dong Wanwan returned to the kitchen, a neat row of dishes had been placed in front of Zhou Qishan.
Zhou Qishan wiped his hands and saw her coming in. He smiled and said, "Miss Dong, it's all done. Why don't you try it?"
Dong Wanwan looked at Zhou Qishan in disbelief, "You did all this?"
"Well, it took a little effort. When a few big dishes are ready, we can serve them together." Zhou Qishan seemed to have done a small thing that was not worth mentioning.
Dong Wanwan looked at such a table of dazzling dishes and whispered: "The dishes can be served now. Let the diners have a sense of anticipation."
It was also the first time Zhou Qishan heard this statement, "Nacheng, you are an expert, I am just a bad fisherman, but I don't understand the rules here."
While they were talking, several waiters in cheongsam, under the command of Zhou Qishan, had already walked to the restaurant with basins of dishes.
Balzac was talking to a few colleagues, and seemed very relaxed while talking and laughing. He felt that he could already make a final decision about this store. He is a quite rigorous person, so he did not want this.
Restaurants can qualify for stars.
Several food spies around him are his good friends and have a close relationship with him. Many of them are old friends who have known each other for thirty or forty years.
One of them smiled and said: "I don't know what kind of dishes can be produced here. Although it is difficult, I think I still have something to look forward to."
"There are many varieties of Oriental cuisine and a variety of cooking techniques. It really shouldn't be underestimated. But this restaurant... as they say in the old saying, it's just that the Guizhou donkey has no skills. It's not worth looking forward to."
"Actually, they could have let Balzac leave first, at least it would not have led to such a situation. In terms of human relations, the people in this store are somewhat at a loss as to how to advance or retreat."
Balzac smiled and said: "Okay, no matter what, this store is the one that gives us the best experience among the many candidate restaurants this year. It is still well-deserved to give it one star..."
While they were talking, several waiters came forward and brought over a bowl of fish fillets as white as snow, as well as a small plate of dipping sauces, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Dong Wanwan's voice came one after another, "This is puffer fish, please have a taste."
Everyone exclaimed, puffer fish, a top-notch ingredient, of course they, the gourmets, had heard of it, and many of them had cooked it themselves. They all knew that this ingredient contained highly poisonous ingredients, and if they were not careful, they might die on the spot.
These masters of Western cuisine are very taboo about these unsafe ingredients. Even Mr. Balzac did not expect that such a tough dish would be served.
However, he is a professional gourmet after all, with a somewhat serious expression. Looking at this plate of puffer fish, he nodded: "You can see that he has put his mind into it." Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect Mr. Balzac to return the favor.
If he didn't eat it, the evaluation would not be considered low. This was almost completely different from the almost assembly-line dishes in the shop in front of him.
The people around also heard these words and gathered over one after another, looking at this plate of dishes as white as snowflakes with curiosity.
Balzac picked up a piece of raw fish, looked at the texture that had been hammered out again, and the oily fish meat, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, a brand new taste that he had never tried before exploded in his mouth.
He picked up another piece, wrapped it in thick dipping sauce, and quickly put it into his mouth. Many of the people present were old acquaintances of Mr. Balzac. They had never seen this man who had reverence and respect for food.
The gourmet and the old gentleman looked so embarrassed.
As he ate, he spread his hands and said, "This is such a magical taste... I have never tried food with this kind of texture.
The knife skills put into this fish are beyond my imagination. What kind of person can cut the fish so thin? This is less than a millimeter. Not only that,
He also removed all the fascia from the fish. The taste is like eating a piece of meat made from surimi. When you eat it in your mouth, it's like the fish melts in your mouth...
It’s incredible…”
Balzac poured out praises like a barrage of words, talking so much about the taste of this fish fillet that everyone around him was shocked!
A food spy didn't care about his face, stretched out his knife and fork, picked up a piece, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and swallowed it whole in his mouth, "Oh my god, this is definitely the best yusheng I have eaten in these years.
Compared with the so-called sashimi and sashimi, this is the real fish. I think this dish can definitely be used as the signature dish of a three-star Michelin restaurant, and it is unique...
Especially this dipping sauce, this dipping sauce has the beauty of various spices, but the most special thing is the spices in it, some of them are slightly bitter,
But this bitter taste does not make people feel unpalatable, but adds a bit of variety... It's amazing, what kind of spice is this!"
Dong Wanwan smiled slightly, "This spice was specially developed in our store. In addition to the most conventional ones, it is also mixed with a large number of Chinese herbal medicines. There are detoxifying herbs that can neutralize the toxins that may remain in the puffer fish.
There are also herbs that neutralize the warm nature of puffer fish, which is exactly the principle of our Chinese cuisine, the harmony of yin and yang, the unity of nature and man."
Dong Wanwan was like a gentle storyteller, telling allusions to this dish one by one, which Zhou Qishan specially asked her to remember.
Dong Wanwan was also frightened at first hearing, but Zhou Qishan smiled and said: "It's all made up," which completely messed up Dong Wanwan.
It's just that these gringos really like this. Even Mr. Balzac nodded repeatedly: "This is the best sashimi I have ever eaten, and after eating it, I felt warm all over my body. I have never...
I have had this kind of experience... You can also experience the specialties of your store with this kind of dishes. Yes, it’s really good!”
When Dong Wanwan saw Balzac giving such a high evaluation, she couldn't help but feel happy, but her face still looked calm.
The following dishes were presented one after another. Each dish was elegantly made and innovative. Not only that, almost every dish was mixed with ingredients of traditional Chinese medicine. The taste was extremely special compared to other dishes.
The taste is also very good, and all the food spies are full of praise.
The last dish, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, is almost as good as a real dish. In addition to the unique richness of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, the Chinese medicinal materials and ingenious additives make this traditional dish bloom new flowers.
Everyone present was devouring the food with great enthusiasm, and they all extended their thumbs up.
Coupled with Dong Wanwan's eloquent explanation, it was extremely useful to everyone, as if it was a double feast of sight and hearing.
Balzac was so satisfied that he put down his chopsticks and finally showed a satisfied smile, "Miss Dong, I think I should take back what I said before. Your dishes should be a well-deserved choice for Michelin restaurants..."
But just when Dong Wanwan was about to reply, Martin stumbled out: "Boss, boss! Oh no, the hill is gone!"