Foreign chef
The three of them glanced at the fat white man, and they looked alike in terms of body shape.
However, Fatty’s Xia Wen is not good, and it’s easy to misinterpret. The pronunciation of the word “cook” is relatively normal, but it makes people a little uncertain, so Chen Mu couldn’t help but ask again, just to be sure: “You said you Is it the chef? The chef who cooks?"
The fat white man nodded seriously: "Meizuo, Chef Wosu, the chef of Xingdian in Enchanted Love."
"Michelin three stars?"
This time, it was Young Master Li's turn to be surprised: "You said you are the chef of a three-star Michelin restaurant?"
Michelin is an authoritative appraisal organization with a long history and specializes in evaluating the catering industry. Since 1900, the founder of Michelin tires has published a guide for people to choose restaurants during the journey. It is the gourmet bible of Europe, and later it began to evaluate the stars of restaurants in the country of enamel and now all over the world every year.
Michelin's rating for a restaurant is divided into three categories:
One star, a good restaurant that has to be stopped and tasted.
Two stars, great cooking, good food and wine pairings, worth the detour, but not cheap.
Three stars, perfect and consummate culinary skills, worth a special trip, you can enjoy superb food selection of good wine, zero fault service and extremely elegant dining environment, but it will cost a lot of money.
To become the head chef of a three-star restaurant is definitely the best chef abroad.
"Sister, are you going to be harmed?"
The fat white man smiled reservedly, a very familiar smell was evident in this smile.
This thing is pretending...
Chen Mu pouted, and couldn't help but glance at Young Master Li.
It seems that the pretending plots of people all over the world are the same.
As a foodie, Chen Mu has naturally heard of its name, but he is not too fascinated by these things. For him, if it is delicious, it is delicious, and if it is not delicious, it is not delicious. It all depends on his tongue and mouth. It's what's said, what others say doesn't count.
After thinking for a while, Chen Mu asked the fat white man, "You are such an amazing chef, why were you chased and beaten by those people on the beach this morning?"
The fat white man said: "I lick the jujube and drink the chrysanthemums of my brother and daughter. Those people have been here since the beginning."
Was he chased and beaten just after talking to a girl
This seems a little unreasonable...
Chen Mu thought back on Fatty's profligate attire this morning, and probably guessed something, and summed it up in one sentence - it was the fault of the flirtatious girl.
But you don't need to understand this kind of thing too carefully, anyway, it's over, everyone meets by chance, drinks, brags, forget it.
After chatting for a while, there had been three or four rounds of wine on the table. Except for Chen Mu who didn't drink, the other three people seemed a little drunk.
Compared with Chen Mu and Fatty, Young Master Li is obviously more interested in Fatty Caucasians. While toasting Fatty Caucasians, he said, "Jack, I have been to a three-star Michelin restaurant once, but they are all in our country. Restaurant... Uh, I haven't tasted the food in the three-star Michelin western restaurant yet, can you cook it for me once?"
Jack drank more than Young Master Li and Fatty, and his drunkenness was thicker. With his tongue out, he got Xia Guo's words right: "Yes, anytime, um, tomorrow, let me make it for you tomorrow, let the door get tired Have a taste of Wo's culinary skills."
After drinking until three o'clock in the morning, the three drinking guys finally clinked glasses and each had a glass of "Hundred Birds Homing", and they were completely paralyzed into ooze.
Fog grass... really heavy!
People who are not drunk are prone to depression and have to clean up the mess.
Chen Mu sent people to the car one by one, and when it was the fat white man's turn, he felt heavier than Ma Yiwen.
He drove the three drunk cats to the hotel, first sent Young Master Li and Ma Yiwen into the room, and then Chen Mu had to open another room and stuff the fat white man in it.
He didn't know where this guy lived, and he wanted to hand it over to the person at the previous table, but the people at that table said they were not familiar with this guy and didn't know where he lived, so he just We can bring people back together and resettle them.
Finally threw him on the bed, even though Chen Mu had a good foundation, he was also sweating all over due to the hot and humid weather in Hainan, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Three-star Michelin... Well, wait for him to wake up tomorrow, and let him cook me a delicious meal."
Chen Mu helped the fat white man pull up the quilt, turned around, closed the door, and left.
in the dark-
The fat white man's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the surrounding black and white environment.
After pondering for a while, he finally closed his eyes again, turned over, changed into the most comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Back in the room, Chen Mu took a refreshing shower and got into the warm bed.
I don't know if it's because he's been in the Northwest for too long. He can't accept the hot and humid weather in Hainan now, so he turned on the air conditioner in the room to the maximum, which made it a bit cold. Then he covered himself with a quilt to sleep, which was very comfortable.
When I woke up the next day, it was already 12 noon.
Chen Mu knocked on Fatty's door, but they were not there.
After making a phone call to find someone, he realized that they had gone to the restaurant, so he also took the elevator there.
When I came to the restaurant, I saw Young Master Li and the fat brother and sister sitting at one of the tables, as well as Young Master Li's friend from Hainan.
Chen Mu glanced at the empty table, and asked curiously, "Have you all finished eating?"
Young Master Li swallowed, shook his head: "It hasn't started yet."
"Um?"
Chen Mu glanced around, it was obviously a buffet here, what are you waiting for
The fat man said: "Sit down quickly, Jack is preparing a big meal for us in the kitchen, it will be ready in a while."
"Jack?"
Chen Mu had a little understanding of the situation, and sat down. He really wanted to see what the level of Michelin three stars was.
After a while, a fat white man came out pushing a dining cart, and a few chefs behind came out with smiles, all of them had humble smiles on their faces, as if they wanted to help push the cart but didn’t dare look.
"Choosing and leisure, every class is punished and howled, and the door is broken and scoffed."
After the fat white man pushed the dining car over, he first served everyone a big plate, which looked like soup.
"Please Amnesia Xia, this is Cappuccino Wo Niu Mo Gu Tang, phoneme kerosene Wo Niu, you can only kick the bag with a gong, and the tail knife is deliberate."
After finishing speaking, the fat white man left in the dining car again, apparently intending to continue working in the back kitchen.
Cappuccino escargot mushroom soup
Just listening to the name is very interesting. Several people looked at the soup on the plate, and then started to move their spoons.
I took a spoonful and put it in my mouth.
Hmm... The unexpected combination of the rich aroma of straw mushrooms and the delicate milk foam makes the taste dense, smooth and full-bodied, which makes the taste more layered, which is really good.
Before the others said anything, the white-eyed girl couldn't help admiring: "Ah, it's so delicious, this taste... I haven't tried it before."
Chen Mu thought for a while and asked, "Yili, do you like it?"
The white-eyed girl nodded: "I like it."
"Want to learn?"
"Well... think."
Chen Mu smiled, and glanced at the back kitchen, he was quite qualified to let this man teach Yili how to cook western food.