The showdown started when I was the richest man in the world

Chapter 19 You Are a Michelin Three Star Chef

Tang Feng is not willing to make trouble for himself.

Accept apprentices.

If it's a female apprentice, it's better.

He doesn't have this habit of accepting a male apprentice.

"Tang Feng, I worship more and more now."

Zhou Xiuying did not hide her love for Tang Feng at all.

"Zhou Xiuying, don't say you worship, we do too."

"Go and go, can it be the same? I love Tang Feng, can you?"

"Who said it couldn't be done."

"vomit."

Sunflower Restaurant, this is a very good Internet celebrity western restaurant near Zhangjiang Hi-Tech Park.

This is where Tang Feng and others went.

When the waiter came up, Tang Feng nodded to the waiter, and then said, "Everyone has a steak."

The waiter looked at the others, and no one objected.

So, I went to inform the kitchen.

"God Jiuli, please, can you teach me how to write a book?"

Wu Qing was stuck on Tang Feng's body like a plaster.

Among several friends, he has the worst talent and the worst grades.

Therefore, he felt that this was his only chance to rise.

"Shut up, if you say this again, I won't let you sign the contract."

Tang Feng's words were just to frighten Wu Qing.

Internet writing is very fair, and whoever can sign a contract depends entirely on how well they write.

He also has no power to block and kill the other party.

However, as a great god, he said this sentence, which was enough to scare Wu Qing.

Wu Qing finally shut up and stopped talking about it.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, the steak was served.

After taking the first bite, Tang Feng felt that something was wrong with the steak.

Beside him, Zhou Xiuying just vomited it up.

She rang the bell on the table and called the waiter.

"Hello miss, may I help you?"

"The steak was old."

"Excuse me, miss, we will change a plate for you right away."

With that said, the waiter took Zhou Xiuying's plate away.

Zhou Xiuying was born in a family, and it is very common to go in and out of western restaurants.

The steaks she has eaten are not ten thousand, but several thousand.

There was something wrong with the steak just now, and she discovered it right away.

Soon, the second plate of steak came up.

Zhou Xiuying took a bite, shook her head, her eyes narrowed.

"It still doesn't work, it's getting hotter."

"Miss, are you sure?"

The waiter, with an accentuated tone, asked.

There seemed to be a bit of threat in the words.

Zhou Xiuying smiled all over her face: "I'm sure."

"Ok."

The waiter picked up the steak and went to the kitchen again.

The chef sits at the kitchen door with a pocket knife in his hand.

Then, I saw the waiter came back with a plate of steak.

"Why, back again?"

"The guest said that the fire is getting hot."

The chef picked up the knife, cut off a small piece, and tasted it.

He tasted no problem.

But when the food was returned by the customer, he couldn't say that he didn't find the problem, otherwise how would he convince the public in the future.

"Who made this steak? This month's bonus will be deducted [-]. Come on, I'll do it."

After returning the dishes twice in a row, there was a sense of tension in the kitchen.

This time, the chef himself did the cooking.

He does everything according to the most standardized method, so customers can still find problems.

The third plate of steak was ready, the chef personally carried the plate and asked the waiter to lead the way to Tang Feng.

The plate was put down, and the chef looked at Zhou Xiuying: "Madam, try it and see if there is any problem?"

Zhou Xiuying ignored the chef, picked up a piece and started eating.

She didn't finish eating, and still vomited it up.

Tang Feng saw it, and also cut a small piece.

He took a bite and said lightly: "It's okay, the edge sealing is two seconds late. Cut off the edge and eat with it."

Anger was written all over the chef's face.

"Sir, you are here to mess things up."

"Smash the field? No, why don't you try it yourself, there is indeed a problem with your edge sealing."

With that said, Tang Feng cut off a small piece of edge.

The chef couldn't believe it, he really ate that piece.

"no problem."

The chef is full of confidence, he didn't find any problem with the edge sealing.

"Didn't notice? Are you really the chef here?"

Tang Feng felt that a chef should be able to spot the problems he mentioned.

But the man wearing the chef's hat didn't notice it.

Is he really, the chef?

It can't be a lie.

This sentence can be regarded as offending the chef to the end.

Tang Feng not only questioned his steak, but even his position as chef.

"I'm not the chef, so maybe you are the chef. I think you're here to find fault. Come on, come on, let's make a steak and see if you can't cook better today, don't think so simple out."

Tang Feng is not a person without a temper: "What kind of attitude do you have, your steak, I said you are only sealing the edge, it is because all the chefs under you have arrived, your Wellington steak, the heat is three points higher, and the time is two hours longer. The oil is one and a half minutes more, as for the taste, forget it, are you sure you have a sense of taste?"

Tang Feng's words made the chef half dead.

"Ahhh, who are you and what qualifications do you have to insult me ​​like this."

Tang Feng tilted his head: "Why are you so angry, what kind of restaurant are you, open in such a good place, why are the steaks so unpalatable?"

"It's unpalatable? You can do it if you have the ability. I'm a one-star Michelin chef. You say my steak is unpalatable? You have the ability to cook better steak than mine."

"You want me to do it, okay, okay, I'll show you off."

"Guests give you pointers, if you don't study hard with an open mind and are still arguing with customers here, your store is good enough."

"Lead the way, where is the kitchen?"

The chef also had a violent temper: "Follow me."

Afterwards, the chef brought Tang Feng to the kitchen.

And about this matter, someone has already notified the store manager.

They didn't know whether it was the chef who didn't do it well, or someone really screwed up.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, let the store manager handle it.

Tang Feng wiped the kitchen counter and it was still clean.

The chef looked at Tang Feng proudly: "This is the first time I have entered such a high-end kitchen, is it different from the small three-square-meter kitchen in your house?"

Tang Feng nodded: "It's really different. I used to use a large kitchen with hundreds of square meters. This place is too small, and I can't stretch my hands and feet. It seems that I can only make do with it."

"The kitchen is hundreds of square meters, why don't you say that you have been a three-star chef in a Michelin restaurant?"

"You know me? I did have a three-star chef at Michelin."

Tang Feng's words, in the eyes of the chef, are bragging.

Although this western restaurant is an online celebrity restaurant, the quality requirements for steak here are not as high as other western restaurants.

However, he is also an authentic Michelin one-star chef, and he doesn't believe that the person in front of him is even better than himself.

(End of this chapter)