City: I, the God of Cooking!

Everyone froze for a moment, and then burst into thunderous laughter.

Meng Haishan and Yang Geyun couldn't hold back their faces either.

Meng Shengxiao's tears were about to come out, he laughed and said, "You're still so bragging that you don't bring drafts..."

The old lady Meng had a serious face, and said in a bad mood: "There is no job, Xiao Sheng kindly helps you, you are good, and you pretended to be."

"Mom, you don't understand now, he's just swollen his face to make himself fat!" Meng Dahai flicked the ash into the ashtray with a cigarette in his right hand, not forgetting to taunt Meng Zhan.

Zhang Meiyun said in a strange way: "Xiao Zhan, Xiao Sheng, you won't be able to catch up in this life, but you can learn from your elder brother. Although he doesn't know how to do business, at least he is down-to-earth."

Meng Tian curled his lips when he heard this, "Second Aunt, why don't you swear at people without profanity?"

Zhang Meiyun smiled, "Don't be angry, I will ask Xiao Sheng to find you a good job someday, and I will make you up."

"Thank you, Second Aunt!" Meng Tian immediately smiled.

Seeing the whole family singing together and trying to make him look bad, Meng Zhan could only sneer in return, and he didn't need to explain anything, after all, it wasn't speculative.

At this moment, the dishes were served one after another.

Meng Haishan and Yang Geyun greeted the old lady Meng with smiling faces, but Meng Zhan didn't have much appetite and didn't even move his chopsticks.

Seeing this scene, Meng Sheng snorted coldly, "What are you pretending to be, you're poor, it's just fine if you don't eat, and I'll save if you don't eat."

His voice was neither loud nor soft, and it just reached the ears of others.

The smiles on the faces of Meng Haishan and Yang Geyun gradually disappeared.

To avoid embarrassment, Yang Geyun said to Meng Zhan, "Xiao Zhan, don't keep talking while you eat."

Meng Zhan said lightly, "I don't have much appetite, I have other things to do, so I'm leaving first."

He also saw that apart from his parents, few people at this table sincerely wanted him to stay. If that was the case, he might as well leave early. Staying here would be like sitting on pins and needles, why bother?
"Let's go, let's go, you are the same as anyone who cares about you, and you are not missing!" Old lady Meng said slightly angrily.

Meng Sheng and Meng Tian naturally wanted to see this scene, so sneers appeared on their faces at the same time.

"Mom, don't be angry, Xiao Zhan is still young, don't be as ignorant as he is!" Meng Haishan glared at Meng Zhan after humiliating Mrs. Meng, and said sharply, "Quickly apologize to your grandma! "

Yang Geyun tugged at his sleeve, lowered his voice and said, "Today is your grandma's birthday banquet. In the past, everything depends on you. Today you have to listen to us."

Meng Zhan hadn't had any contact with these relatives for a long time, so it didn't matter what they thought of him, but his parents still had to give face, so he had to apologize to grandma symbolically.

The old lady Meng snorted coldly, as if she didn't appreciate it, "Xiaotian and Xiaosheng are still sensible, Haishan, you should learn more from your elder brother and second brother, and see how they teach children, and then take a look at what you have taught them." What is it?"

Seeing his parents still saying good things to grandma with smiling faces, Meng Zhan was very annoyed.

Many years ago, when Meng Zhan was still in elementary school, his grandfather suddenly became seriously ill, requiring hundreds of thousands of medical expenses.

The proposal of the uncle and the second uncle's family is to let nature take its course and let the old man be euthanized. After all, the doctor said that even if the disease is cured, he will only have three or four years to live.

None of them were willing to take money. Only Meng Zhan's parents took the lead in giving out 10 yuan to treat his grandfather's illness, and they reluctantly took out [-] to [-] yuan.

In the end, the illness was not cured, and the uncle, second uncle, and grandma all began to complain about Meng Haishan, blaming him for letting his tens of thousands of dollars go to waste.

Since then, Meng Zhan has seen clearly the nature of this family.

And because 10 yuan was taken out to treat his grandfather's illness, his family's savings were basically short of money, and they encountered a financial crisis. Their parents were laid off by the factory, so they had to travel far away to work, leaving Meng Zhan to them to take care of.

From elementary school to junior high school, they kept using that incident as an excuse to spread their grievances on Meng Zhan.

Meng Zhan was fed up with this kind of life. He skipped classes all day in junior high school and never went home.

In the end, his parents had no choice but to take him out to work together.

When Meng Zhan became an adult, he separated from his parents and went to the big city alone for several years. Apart from talking with his parents on the phone, he basically had no contact with these relatives.

Now, the life of the uncle and the uncle's family is getting better, and the old lady Meng is even more partial to them.

Meng Zhan really felt disgusted when he saw this group of people.

……

In the independent kitchen of the luxurious VIP building of Jinxiu Family, the three-star chef Zhou Chengsi was pacing back and forth anxiously. Seeing the purchaser come back, he immediately asked, "Have you bought the ingredients yet?"

"No, the phone said that prime beef will have to wait at least a day before it can be shipped by air!" the buyer said helplessly.

"Fuck!" Zhou Chengsi has been working abroad for so many years, but he still can't get rid of his habit of swearing when he is angry.

At this time, the manager in a suit came in, "The problem has not been resolved? The boss said that no matter what, we must treat that gourmet well, otherwise our restaurant's chance to sprint for Michelin will be ruined. This is what we asked for so hard. Here's a chance!"

Zhou Chengsi said unhappily: "He was not satisfied with the first few dishes because the ingredients were not good. Now I don't have the ingredients I want. What's the use of urging me?"

The manager said solemnly: "The boss said, what ingredients you want, even if you pay ten times the price, you have to get them. All the costs will be borne by him!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Chengsi's expression changed slightly. He took off his hat and handed it to the manager, telling him, "I need half an hour. If I can come back after half an hour, everything will be fine."

The manager pondered for a moment, "We will try our best to delay the time, so go ahead."

Zhou Chengsi went out of the kitchen, walked up to the elevator, took off the chef's clothes in the elevator and gave it to the accompanying assistant, then took out his phone and called the driver, telling him to wait at the gate of the restaurant immediately.

After doing all this, he looked at the Patek Philippe watch in his hand, and one minute hadn't passed, so he took a deep breath.

This restaurant was founded by him and his friends. Their dream is to make it a world-renowned top restaurant. Now the golden opportunity is in front of him, and he can't let it go.

After getting out of the elevator, Zhou Chengsi came to the noisy first floor, frowned slightly, and led his assistant towards the gate.

The tables in the restaurant on the first floor are all semi-isolated, surrounded by carved screens on three sides, leaving only one side open to the aisle.

When Zhou Chengsi passed by the table at the Meng family's birthday banquet, the plastic bag that Meng Haishan put next to the chair fell on the aisle, and the monster meat inside rolled out.

As a three-star chef, he has a special ability to perceive meat. He can tell at a glance whether a piece of meat is worth cooking.

Zhou Chengsi could tell at a glance that the piece of meat in front of him was definitely comparable to or even surpassed prime grade!