Urban Super Food City System

When Liu Menglong received Wei Suoyu's call, Liu Menglong was also quite excited.

Remember when he asked to follow Wei Suoyu, how did his brothers treat him?

None of them were willing to follow Wei Suoyu, even if Zhao Jiji personally expressed his belief in Wei Suoyu, no one took half a step.

In the end, Liu Menglong stood up, followed Wei Suoyu, and became Wei Suoyu's partner.

In Zhao International's eyes, E-grade food is not so precious, but it is also a food that Zhao International often eats.

Ordinary chefs, or gourmets, but there is no E-level gourmet food.

Only the Chefs Association, or the president of a city's branch in the Gourmet Association, can have it.

People like the president of the branch are mostly old men in their 50s and 38s, and even the youngest is [-] years old.

Compared with Wei Suoyu, it can be said that it is not worth mentioning.

For a few years, Wei Suoyu was only 23 years old, and he created an E-level delicacy by himself at the age of 23.

This is simply unprecedented.

As for whether there will be anyone coming later, Liu Menglong does not know.

He only knew that his decision to follow Wei Suoyu was not wrong!
When Liu Menglong saw Wei Suoyu in JM's Future Restaurant, Wei Suoyu always had a faint smile on his face.

But he was not in the kitchen at this time, but set up a large banquet in the restaurant, as if he was waiting for Liu Menglong to take his seat.

"Mr. Wei, are you so happy today? Have you brought out all the treasured Moutai?"

Liu Menglong said with a smile, looking at the bottle of wine in Wei Suoyu's hand, even Liu Menglong was a little bit greedy.

He knew how precious this bottle of wine was, it was a bottle of wine that even Wei Suoyu himself was reluctant to drink.

The Moutai produced by Wei Suoyu is different from the Moutai produced in other places.

Every drop of this bottle of Moutai is thick to a certain extent.

Just standing far away can smell the aroma of wine.

If you get closer, you can clearly see the white wine sticking to the wall of the cup and slowly sliding down.

Liu Menglong knew that even Wei Suoyu could only get ten bottles of this kind of wine every year, which was more precious than Romantic Conti.

Liu Menglong will not waste it.

He quickly sat down, before Wei Suoyu could speak, he stretched out his hand and handed the cup to Wei Suoyu.

"President Wei, have a drink."

Liu Menglong's hippie smile can be called comical.

Wei Suoyu was also in a very good mood today. After nodding Liu Menglong with his finger, he poured him a full glass.

Liu Menglong saw the baijiu dripping slowly, even if the speed was extremely slow, there was no gap between the baijiu.

"This wine is really high-alcohol, with a full 65 degrees. You should be careful when drinking it."

When Wei Suoyu was speaking, there was a smell of wine from his mouth, and his face was slightly rosy.

It seemed that he himself was aware of the smell of wine wafting from his mouth, and after he finished speaking, he quickly closed his mouth again.

Afraid that the smell of alcohol would escape his mouth, he was still slowly savoring the aftertaste of the wine in his mouth.

But just when the two were drinking happily and happily, suddenly a loud noise came from outside the door.

A huge shock frightened both of them.

Wei Suoyu, who was disturbed by the wine, had no good temper, and his eyes when he looked at the door gradually revealed a dangerous light.