Urban Super Food City System

The happy expression on the guest's face can't be faked. When he tasted Wei Suoyu's delicious food, he couldn't help laughing.

It was the pleasure brought to him when tasting delicious food, which was a feeling that no one could understand.

"This taste is a bit spicy, but it is even more delicious now supported by the crisp and refreshing vegetable salad."

"Just such a bowl of soup should not be lower than the level of D-level gourmet food. I really didn't expect the new chef to be so good!"

"It's okay to be able to make D-level food, but this is in a restaurant, not a competition. D-level food cannot be mass-produced."

The guest became more and more curious. He really wanted to know what kind of person Wei Suoyu was, and also wanted to know what method Wei Suoyu used to quantify D-level food.

Or, Wei Suoyu just took his table more seriously and made D-level delicacies?
This is not impossible, but the guest did not immediately approach Wei Suoyu to ask how Wei Suoyu did it.

When the bowl of borscht was finished, Wei Suoyu's third dish, a side dish, red wine foie gras, was also served on the table at this time.

The red wine and foie gras on the table are so fat and attractive that the guests can even hear themselves swallowing their saliva.

Just smelling the aroma of foie gras, guests feel like they are in another dream.

I saw the customer gently cut the foie gras with a spoon, but the spoon can cut the fat foie gras very evenly.

The fresh and wobbly foie gras trembled slightly in the guest's spoon, like a villain trying hard, heartily encouraging the guest: hurry up!Eat me up!

The guest couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and bit down the spoonful of foie gras in one bite.

The foie gras melted in the mouth and began to exude a wonderful taste in the mouth, which made the guest close his eyes slightly.

The taste in his mouth made him want to cry out.

"Ah, delicious!"

The guest's scream instantly alarmed everyone in the restaurant. They all looked at the yelling guest stupidly, and their eyes seemed to say to him: Are you crazy?
The guest also realized that he was wrong, so he quickly sat down again and closed his mouth.

But when his mouth and tongue touched the foie gras, he couldn't help moaning.

"Waiter, where is your new chef from? Can I meet him?"

The guest couldn't help asking the waiter, although he knew it was very rude of him to do so.

"Our new chef doesn't speak much, he was just introduced by a friend who is familiar with our boss, so we don't know where he is from."

"But his cooking skills should be really good. I didn't expect all the guests to eat so happily."

The waiter saw how the guest was eating, and devoured it hungrily, as if he hadn't eaten in ten or eight years.

The guest didn't care about what the waiter said, but continued to enjoy his portion of foie gras.

When the last bite of foie gras was eaten by the guest, the waiter still did not leave, but stood in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you standing here if you don't hurry up and bring my main course?"

The guest asked suspiciously, according to the cases of the previous dishes, the waiter should have brought the dishes by this time.

But now it seems that he has no such plan.