Seeing that this topic couldn't impress Bai Lu, Liv said secretly, why is this bald head so difficult to serve?

The place where they eat is a Chinese restaurant, and the tables are separated by screens, and there are many Chinese people eating. As soon as Liv finished speaking, someone next door suddenly whispered: "Erhua is dead, who can take the position?"

"Whoever falls in love with whom, I don't play anymore. The other man replied.

"Twenty-four died, have you found out who did it?"

Yesterday, a total of 18 bosses were called in to drink tea, even the whites and blacks, and they haven't come out yet, who dares to make trouble at this time?" He stopped and said: "This time Hetang was miserable, more than 100 catties of gold and 10 million cash were found in Erhua's house, and I heard that more than 100 guns were confiscated that day. ”

Bai Lu was expressionless when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that Brother Hua's gun was still in the hotel.

Other things have been disposed of, such as those pistols that were stolen, dismantled and thrown into the sea. Brother Hua's driver's license and bank card are also easy to handle. The large box of dollars was given to Liv for most of the shopping for her to help with the shopping.

Only the silver pistol, which was very beautiful, was reluctant to throw it away.

After thinking about it, he decided to give it to Liv for safekeeping, and just as he wanted to speak, Liv's phone rang, and after connecting, he said a few words. Then he happily said to Bai Lu: "Mr. Ross has a small dinner party, invited me to it, I said I have a guest, and he said he can take you with him." ”

"Dinner?"

"It's not the same thing, we're here to eat. It was a tasting there, and Mr. Ross was the Michelin observer I told you, so I had this opportunity to introduce you to your restaurant. Liv spoke, called the waiter to settle the bill, and drove to the Upper East Side.

The Upper East Side, close to Central Park and Fifth Avenue, is where the wealthy live, and it's all owner-occupied and expensive.

The car drove directly into the underground parking lot of a 30-story building and took the elevator up to the 30th floor. The elevator doors open. There is a waiter to guide you. Take them into a hall of about 300 square meters.

On one side of the hall is a full set of utensils, and on the wall behind it are various pots of all sizes. There are nearly 100 bottles and jars on the cooking table, which are all kinds of sauces.

There is a stove on one side of the countertop, and an electric oven on the left. There is even a steamer for Chinese food. There are many other machines whose names cannot be named.

This time in front of the stove. A middle-aged man in a white uniform with a top hat is frying foie gras. The movements are very skillful, and he is a bit of a celebrity chef.

Two meters away from the stove, stood six or seven well-dressed men and women. Some people hold a glass of wine, some people hold their hands on their shoulders, and they are all silent watching the chef busy.

After a minute, the chef turns off the heat, serves out the foie gras, and brings it to the table for everyone to taste. Then he took off his hat and greeted Liv and hugged him gently: "Come and try my foie gras." ”

Liv said yes and said to Bai Lu, "Mr. Ross, a gourmet, eat all over New York City." He also introduced Bai Lu: "Chinese chef Bai Lu, I think you should try Mr. Bai's dishes." She owes Bai Lu a favor and tries to help speak.

Hearing that Bai Lu was a chef, Rose's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to Bai Lu: "This is a matter of knowledge." ”

Bai Lu didn't know what the two of them were talking about, so he just smiled and nodded, shaking hands in a salute, and in Rose's opinion, it seemed to be a promise.

At this time, the people around the dining table who were eating foie gras began to whisper, to the effect that they praised Ross for the deliciousness of the food.

Rose said to Liv very proudly: "From Hungary, the new foie gras taken yesterday is absolutely delicious, in my opinion, it is better than Aquitaine and Lugi's. "Aquitaine and Lugui are famous places in France for producing the best foie gras.

Looking at the crowd around the dining table, Liv asked, "There are so many people, you can't just eat foie gras, right?"

"And the snails, which have just arrived from France, and Thomas is going to make roasted snails. ”

"Why is Thomas here?

"I've got the best and best food, will he come?" Ross laughed.

They talked, and Yang Ling whispered to translate, saying that the dish was great and wonderful. Bai Lu didn't care at all, and he didn't want to eat foie gras, but suddenly saw a piano on the other side of the hall, remembered a sentence he had said a few months ago, and whispered to Shasha: "When the house is renovated, I'll get you a piano room." ”

Sasha thought for a moment and didn't speak.

Liv said a few more words to Rose, and dragged Sasha to eat foie gras.

There are a total of two pieces of foie gras, even after slicing, it is not enough for many people, but fortunately, everyone holds their own identity, just a taste. Rustle is also eaten on a piece.

After tasting and praising Rose's foie gras, a middle-aged thin man came out of the crowd, about fifty years old, and cleaned up neatly. Take Rose's chef's hat and make a roasted snail.

The snails are large, all alive, crawling in transparent boxes.

Thomas counted the number of snails, took out two snails per person, a total of twenty-six, and soaked them in salt water. At the same time, start boiling water and making sauces and sauces.

Grilling snails is a bit of a hassle, you have to get the snail meat out first, mix it with various spices, and then stuff it back into the shell and bake it in the oven.

Thomas did the same, soaking the snails in salted water, boiling them in boiling water, then taking the meat, removing the internal organs, adding seasonings, seasonings and water, and re-boiling them to bring the flavor of the seasoning into the meat. Next, stuff in the snail shell and grill.

He grilled the snails over a charcoal fire, put the snails on the wire mesh, brushed the sauce while roasting, and roasted until the back of the snail was crispy and ready for the mouth.

The whole process is very skilled, but it is only skilled, not to talk about knife work, not to mention beauty, just cooking. In front of a super master like Bai Lu, this dish is really lackluster.

Unlike Chinese food, Western food does not require much knife work, and mainly relies on the food itself to win, especially pursuing various conditions such as origin, vintage, and craftsmanship. And in the production process, it relies too much on equipment.

The pursuit of excellence in Western food is mostly reflected in these two aspects. Compared with craftsmanship, Western chefs are more willing to believe in the strict production process, and are more concerned about the precise control of time and equipment, so that the preparation of dishes can greatly improve the work efficiency and finished product standards.

Thomas did just that, the time to soak in the salt water, the time to cook in the pot, was done exactly according to the standard, not even a second. Even on the charcoal stove, it is also calculated for barbecue.

Roasting snails is a time-consuming dish, and by the time the snails are served, fifty minutes have passed.

At this time, there was a huge white jade porcelain plate on the dining table, on which twenty-six snails were scattered.

The snails are not small, and there are many of them, but the plate is big enough for each snail to have its own space, Thomas poured the juice one by one, and then nodded slightly at everyone: "Please eat." ”

Rose took the lead, took a roasted snail and put it on his plate, used a special small fork to hook out the snail meat, and nodded while eating: "Not bad." ”

Liv smiled: "Of course it's good, how dare you not taste the big meal that was specially flown over?"

Rose smiled slightly: "It's rare to eat at home, of course you have to eat something good." As he spoke, he looked at Bai Lu and asked, "Why don't you eat it?"

After Yang Ling translated the question, Bai Lu replied with a smile: "I don't like to eat these things." ”

Rose sighed and stopped talking.

It was Liv's turn to persuade him: "Taste it, you will never regret it, these are the top French meals, and this is the taste." ”

Bai Lu smiled: "I know the way." ”

"Zhilu Dao is not going to do it quickly? I can tell you, if you don't eat, I'll eat. ”

"You eat. Bai Lu always smiled.

Seeing that the bald head is so persistent, is it because he is not satisfied with these dishes? Rose thought about it and said, "Liv said that you are a chef, I wonder if Lu Dao has the honor to taste the dishes made by Mr. Bai." ”

Bai Lu smiled and shook his head: "I won't be ugly." ”

Just now, while Thomas was making snails, Liv briefly introduced the identity of the people in the house to Bai Lu. Ross is a foodie as well as a banker. Since the age of 40, he has focused on gastronomy, serving as an observer of the "Michelin Red Guide", wandering around almost every year, eating more than 200 restaurants a year, writing many reports, and rating the restaurants he has eaten.

He is in pursuit of the ultimate food, so when he returns to New York, he invites friends to eat good food.

Thomas is the head chef of a fine dining restaurant and is very famous. Before Rose became a Michelin observer, the two were friends and had a good relationship.

Other guests are also related to food, such as the editor-in-chief of a food show, or a well-known foodie.

Of course, Bai Lu didn't care who they were, but he was really in no mood to juggle in front of such a group of people, so he wanted to shirk it.

Liv wanted Bai Lu to quickly melt into this circle, and persuaded with a smile: "Make one, I haven't eaten your dish yet." ”

Two people asked Bai Lu to cook, and Thomas walked over and asked casually, "Can you cook?"

Bai Lu scratched his head: "I understand a little." ”

After listening to Yang Ling's translation, Thomas said: "Since you know a little, let's make a dish that you know a little about." Seeing that Bai Lu was still a little hesitant, Thomas pouted and said, "New York City is about to be occupied by your Chinese restaurants, you won't have the courage to cook, right?"

Bai Lu sighed, how could he meet a few people who couldn't speak at any time?

Actually, it's not that Thomas can't speak. It's that many Western chefs do have opinions about Chinese chefs, and these yellow-skinned guys came to New York, and the whole city was overwhelmed with Chinese restaurants all at once.

All Chinese who open restaurants have a commonality, they are diligent, capable and can endure hardships, and directly squeeze the living space of Western restaurants. In Manhattan's Chinatown, for example, many foreigners would rather queue up and squeeze into a table with strangers to eat Chinese food than go back to a Western restaurant to eat.

In view of this situation, it is natural for Western chefs to have opinions about Chinese food, and it is natural for Thomas to speak to his own people.

At this time, listening to Thomas's faint expression of his disdain, Ruth Bred made a name for himself, smiled, walked to the stove and spoke: "Okay, I'll make you Chinese food." (To be continued......)