"Even if I become a bandit, I still want to be a bandit who loves scientific research and is educated."
Rick was speechless by Lu Yan.
Originally, Rick thought that Lu Yan said he wanted to take off in half an hour because he wanted to prepare.
Is there any handover
As a result, people actually spent half an hour eating dinner.
When Lu Yan was being pretentious, he was very picky about the recipes, and even the ingredients had to be reviewed by himself.
But if she suddenly gets into the mood and wants to eat something, it will be very difficult for the chef.
The two met in Rick's territory, New Orleans, USA.
The meeting place was Rick's manor in New Orleans.
Although there are many chefs there, most of them are foreigners.
So when Lu Yan ordered a Yangzhou fried rice, the foreigners standing in a row were a little dumbfounded.
"Mr. Rick, Miss Lu Yan said she wanted to have egg fried rice, but our chef's ability is limited..."
The men came to report.
"so what?"
"So Miss Lu Yan said that if you don't see Yangzhou fried rice within half an hour, you may be in a bad mood. If you are in a bad mood, you may not be able to go to Colombia."
"She has the most trouble." Rick sweatdropped.
"So what do we do now?"
"The closest Chinese restaurant to us takes forty minutes to drive back and forth, so... I would like to suggest that you, sir, call the chef who cooks for Madam."
Rick was enlightened.
Why didn't you think of this? I was really busy and confused.
When Xixi was here, she was not used to eating Western food, especially after becoming pregnant, and she missed her hometown food.
Rick went through great pains to find a mother who was studying abroad with her children as a chef.
Although that aunt's cooking is not at the level of a chef, it may be that the home-cooked dishes made Xixi miss her hometown.
It's been very easy to use.
"Is Aunt Cui here?" Rick asked his subordinate.
"Well, I'm still here, at Madam's villa."
"Call her to come over and cook for Ancestor Lu."
Rick really had no choice. Even if he had some way, it would be impossible for Lu Yan to go smoothly.
Lu Yan is not trying to be pretentious. Everyone who follows her knows that the boss's tastes vary greatly.
Today I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but tomorrow I may suddenly want to eat pasta. There is a huge range.
When she flies, the private plane must bring two chefs with her, serving both Chinese and Western meals.
So it was a blessing for Qiao Fei to travel all over the country with her.
fifteen minutes later
Aunt Cui, Xixi's royal cook, carefully brought a bowl of steaming egg fried rice over.
"Girl, I fried this. It may not be that delicious, and the ingredients are not enough. I heard that you have to catch a plane later... so I made a simple egg fried rice. It's not Yangzhou fried rice. You can make do with it. have a look."
Aunt Cui didn't know Lu Yan's identity and just thought she was a Chinese Bai Fumei.
But such a friendly attitude made Lu Yan feel a little comfortable.
"Thank you for your hard work, aunt. Sit down and let me have a taste."
Lu Yan smiled and pulled the plate, took a small mouthful with a spoon, put it in his mouth and chewed carefully.
Then he nodded and ate the entire plate of fried rice in a hurry.
"Auntie, where did you buy these eggs?" Lu Yan asked.
"This is not bought. These are brought from China by Mr. Rick's wife's family. They are stupid eggs laid by stupid chickens at home. They are not fed with feed. They are very natural."
"No wonder it's so delicious. Thank you for your hard work, Auntie."
Lu Yan was polite and acted like a scholar.
"You're welcome, just eat if you like."
Lu Yan elegantly took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, then left a pile of things in front of Aunt Cui.
That's amazingly fast.
By the time Aunt Cui took it and took a closer look, Lu Yan had already walked away, looking very domineering.