"Hmm" The short and fat man wanted to say something, but as soon as the mussel was in his mouth, the delicious taste directly stimulated the tip of his tongue, and the wonderful taste rushed straight into his brain, occupying all his thoughts in an instant.

"Delicious. The short and fat man was now full of these two words, but fortunately, the only remaining reason supported him not to show a look of enjoyment, but to restore the rigor of the chef.

"The mussels are soft and tender, filling the mouth with the juicy flesh as soon as you chew it, and there is a tropical fruit-like taste that blends perfectly with the saltiness of the sea. The short and fat man savored it with intoxication.

"The fruity aroma of mango and pineapple, combined with the sweetness and oily texture of the strong oak on the tongue, is a treat for the palate. The short and fat man still couldn't hold back, narrowing his eyes and his expression became happy.

Food has the magic of making people forget together, so the premise of happiness is to satisfy your taste buds with a full stomach.

"Hey, how's it going?" Ding Nan's voice ruined the short and fat man's expression of enjoyment.

The stocky man was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked sideways at his new employer.

"It's so perfect, how can I pick bones, but fortunately I didn't have the foresight to challenge. The short and fat man was helpless, but there was no expression on his face.

"I ask you how you are? Ding Nan gritted his teeth and asked again.

"Why don't you taste it first, Mr. Ding, and then we'll talk about it. The short and fat man was still very cunning, and when he saw that Ding Nan hadn't touched a bite of the dish, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said.

"Hmph, when I don't know what he cooks, what else do I want you to do if I can eat it? Ding Nan said viciously.

But no, where can Ding Nan not know Yuanzhou's craftsmanship in Rongcheng, even if he hasn't eaten it, he has heard too much, what is the hope of the future of Chinese chefs, or the role model of the younger generation, etc.

is like Jiang Changxi, who he likes, and those people of the same class as him, who are full of praise if they have not eaten it.

can conquer the tongues of so many people who are accustomed to eating mountain delicacies, Yuan Zhou's cooking skills are definitely not Ding Nan, he can eat cats.

Yes, in order to find fault for a while and have confidence, he naturally can't eat it, and he just ordered this one just to be able to sit here openly.

If he eats it and is conquered by the food, then he will still find a fart stubble, and it is he who pins his hopes on the newly invited chef in front of him.

Anyway, if you don't eat it, it's just a blacklist, and after finding fault, he Ding Nan didn't plan to come back a second time.

But it seems to be a failure, after all, the expression that this person just showed is not something that can be described by the word "delicious" alone.

"Don't say that, no one is perfect, wait for me to taste it again, look for it, I can always find it. The short and fat man still remembered that the person in front of him was the employer's, and comforted.

"Okay, you eat quickly, you must find a deficiency today. "Ding Nandao.

"Okay, I'll do my best. The short and fat man nodded repeatedly, and then went on to eat the mussels in front of him.

Of course, when he turned back to his side, he couldn't help but look at the dishes that were not ready to be moved in front of Ding Nan.

After enduring it and forbearance, he didn't say anything to help him eat together, after all, the temptation of food is still great, not to mention the dishes made by Yuan Zhou, the temptation is even greater.

The puppy and fat man with regret still resisted such an impulse and temptation and ate the mussels in front of him.

I don't know how Yuan Zhou did it, this mussel is warm and juicy in the mouth, but it is not hot, and even the temperature in the mouth is as cool as a French dish, and it tastes just right.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. The short and fat man chewed vigorously, and when he ate this time, he began to use a spoon, scooping up the soup directly under it and eating it with the mussels.

This is the taste of the short and fat man chewing the shallots cut into small pieces, which have a special aroma of their own, and after absorbing the aroma of butter and the deliciousness of the mussels, they taste soft and crispy with a crunchy texture, which is very delicious.

"Well, there's a special aroma in it, the kind found in mussel meat. The stocky man squinted and ate carefully.

"It's like sunshine, with a slight hint of wine, which is the white wine in a white wine mussel. The short and fat man continued, "I didn't expect the boiled white grapes to have such a charming taste, it's really good. ”

"It's like the Chardonnay white wine I drink locally in Australia, it's a wonderful taste. The short and fat man sighed.

But at this time, the short and fat man was shocked in vain, it tasted like Australian Chardonnay, but this is a French white wine mussel, and it doesn't seem right to use this variety of white wine.

"Huh" The short and fat man opened his eyes instantly, startling Ding Nan, who was staring at him on the side.

"What's wrong. Ding Nan asked.

"I see!" said the short and fat man with an excited face.

"What do you know?" Ding Nan didn't react for a while, and asked subconsciously.

"I know the loopholes in Chef Yuan's dishes. The short and fat man stared at Yuan Zhou with burning eyes and said word by word.

"Oh, really? What is it. Ding Nan also became excited.

"This is still a big loophole, haha, I didn't expect Chef Yuan, who is known for his rigor, to make such a mistake, it's a pity. The short and fat man said excitedly.

"It's a pity, no matter how delicious this French white wine mussel is, it can't save this mistake, no, or it is because it is so delicious that it can't save this mistake. The short and fat man said repeatedly.

"Well, it's time for you to perform. After Ding Nan finished speaking, he immediately stretched his neck and shouted: "Boss Yuan, your dish is wrong, this dish has made a fatal mistake." ”

"This guy is really noisy. This is the common thought of all those who hear Ding Nan's voice.

And the next moment, everyone began to wait for him to be dragged away, but unexpectedly, Jiang Changxi and Wuhai did not act.

Although Yuan Zhou didn't need to explain anything, if he stepped on the door and wanted to slap his face, he naturally had to satisfy his wish and let his face be swollen by Yuan Zhou before he could leave.

That's right, as a senior diner of Yuanzhou's small restaurant, I am so confident in Yuanzhou's cooking.

And Yuan Zhou, who has always been very serious about cooking, really put down the dishes he had just made in his hand and walked straight over.

It's just that without waiting for the confident short and fat man and the excited Ding Nan to speak, Yuan Zhou spoke directly.

"You want to ask why French mussels use Australian Chardonnay white wine, right? Yuan Zhou's voice came through the mask.

"Well, yes, that's not right, you should use wine from the Château Saint-Emilion in France. The short and fat man was a little flustered by such a robbery, but he still spoke with a serious face.

"Let's not talk about the history of white wine in France, just say that you should be Australian-Chinese, and the food is what you order, you want to eat, this is to satisfy your taste, or the taste of everyone who comes to eat with me. Yuan Zhou said lightly.

......