I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 80 'God of Cooking' Huai Liren
The wind blowing from the English Channel is cold without exception, and it is still wrapped in thick layers of fog, which spread layer by layer over Paris, and finally forced the sun to hide like a shy little girl somewhere The corner went.

Even standing in a high-rise apartment in the center of the fourth arrondissement of Paris, it is impossible to see Notre Dame Cathedral clearly through layers of thick fog.

Not being able to see the familiar bell tower is unacceptable to Huai Liang who suffers from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and mental cleanliness.

"Another cloudy sky, and damn fog!"

Huai Liang is used to defining certain things. The sky like today will be defined by him as "unclear", and the bell tower that can't see Notre Dame de Paris, which reminds him of a monk temple in his hometown, will be defined by him as 'A disaster', the name of Michelin three-star chef is defined by him as 'the conspiracy of the century on tires'.
The honorary title of Cantonese cuisine genius is defined by him as 'Pride and Prejudice'.It's not that he is self-effacing, he just can't accept it, why is a genius like him confined to a mere Cantonese cuisine?What a big joke!

He Huailiang should belong to all Chinese cuisines, no, he should be a genius shared by the eastern and western culinary circles!

He likes the word 'sharing' very much. Only good things will be shared rather than discarded together.

The folks in Guangdong Province are hardworking, smart, and have all the excellent qualities of the Chinese nation. Unfortunately, excellence makes people arrogant, and arrogance makes people prone to prejudice. His Cantonese cuisine genius is obviously a product of prejudice!

No one can use this narrow honorary title to define my lover!

I'm the best!If there is really a God of Cooking in this world, it must be my beloved!

"Damn the weather, and that damn Ruth, why hasn't my water been delivered yet!"

Huai Liang's habit is to get up early every day to drink a glass of water, high-quality water.This kind of water actually still exists in his high-end apartment, but it has been turned on and left overnight.

The knock on the door sounded in due time.

Huai Liang was still standing in front of the French windows, frowning at the Notre Dame Cathedral wrapped in thick fog: "Oh God, what a bad morning!

Ruth, your sense of time is worse than today's weather, you are 13 seconds late again!

We Chinese people have a saying like this, 'wasting other people's time is equivalent to murdering other people's life', are you trying to murder my life? "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chef."

A blond French girl gently pushed open the unlocked door and tiptoed into the room, holding two bottles of mineral water that looked like works of art.

The source of Evian mineral water in France is located in the small town of Evian, France, backed by the Alps and facing Lake Leman, away from any pollution and human contact.

"Chef, you... your water."

Ruth's nervous feet nearly touched each other and nearly fell onto the expensive Persian rug.

Every time she sees the chef, she will be very nervous, and she will think of the country boy Jack who always loves to giggle; she knew that she should stay on the farm honestly and should not go to Paris.

God, this chef is even weirder than the twelve gods of ancient Greece, and he also has a very serious cleanliness.

Pity her for a meager salary every month, but she has to serve a eccentric 'king'.

"Let's put the water on the table. Also, your shoes are dirty, remember to wipe them clean before you come into my room next time! Oh, that is."

Huai Liangren's eyes fell on Ruth's arms, where there was a magazine, and the Chinese characters on it could be faintly seen.

"Is it the latest issue of "Taste of the Great Country"?"

Thinking of that girl with a gentle temperament, like Xiaojiabiyu, but with the temperament of a young woman next door, Huai Liangren's eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"It was received this morning, and it was sent from Jiangsu Province, Huaguo."

Ruth replied tremblingly.

It gets even scarier every time the chef looks like that, and she's worried that something bad is going to happen next.

"Well done, you can give me the magazine now."

Huai Liang seemed to be in a cloudy mood suddenly, opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip, then took the magazine from Ruth with a smile.

"It's like this every time. Every time, the chef will take this Huaguo magazine with a smile, and then read it with a smile. Then he will be in a daze, and then he will lose his temper. Oh my god, who can help me?"

Ruth's legs began to tremble, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"I wonder if there is her food review article in this issue?"

With a gentle smile on his face, Huailiang gently flipped through the "Taste of the Great Country" in his hand, his eyes first resting on the table of contents.

"Oh? 'You Can't Imagine', a food review poem?

It's rare, she actually uses poetry to comment on food? "

My eyes stayed on the introduction under the catalog, "At this moment, I may only praise him and his food with poetic language".
Hehe, I knew she would never forget me, so she wrote a poem for me meticulously.Sister Qing'er, when I left Teacher Yi's house, I once asked you if you would think of me, and you said 'impossible' to me coldly, I knew it must be possible, now you finally admit it?
Well, you know that I will also subscribe to your magazine abroad, so you confessed your love to me in this romantic way?Hahaha, it's really hard to guess what's going on in a girl's mind.

"The chef seems to be in a good mood?"

Ruth, who was nervous at first, was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that the chef didn't throw a temper tantrum after flipping through the magazine as usual, and actually showed a sunny smile.

This is the time!
Finally, the task assigned by Manager Dave can be completed!That guest is a rich man! If I can successfully complete the task, I will definitely get a big commission, and then I will go back to the farm to find Jeff, and never come back!
"Chef, there is an appointment today"

While flipping through the magazine, Huai Liang replied gently: "Let me guess, does he want to eat the delicious food I made myself?

Well, I'm in a good mood today, tell me who he is, a famous gourmet?Or is it a member of the royal family or aristocratic family of a certain country? "

"None of them, Mr. Vice President of a multinational company"

"Ruth, you should know my rules. An upstart who doesn't know how to eat is not qualified to let me serve him. You should tell Dave to let other chefs deal with this kind of person. This is my relationship with him. A gentleman's agreement."

"Coco Manager Dave said that I hope you can make an exception once. That gentleman is willing to pay a lot of money, and he only hopes to eat the delicious food you made yourself."

"Well, let me think about it, Dave is an honest man, it seems that I shouldn't make him too difficult?"

Huai Liangren flipped through the magazine in a good mood, and finally found Lin Qing's food review poem.

"Sister Qing'er's writing is really getting better and better, look, what a beautiful word these are!
'The moment the dawn will come and the night will come'

Well, brilliant writing!

'Following a ray of fragrance, I came to his side'
Well, when, I can't seem to remember?But I do have the habit of using men's perfume, it's hard for her to remember.

ah!I love you!
Large and small intestines.

what is this! "

Huai Liang's face gradually turned livid, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly threw the magazine on the ground and yelled at Ruth, "Tell Dave for me to cook for an upstart, It's just wishful thinking! Tell him to get lost!
You go too! "

Ruth was terrified by Huai Liangren's sudden rage, tears welled up in her eyes, she turned around and wanted to run away.

"Come back! You can book a ticket back to China for me, the sooner the better, the economy class is also acceptable!
What are you still doing?Now!immediately!immediately! "

Looking at Ruth who ran away from the door, Huai Liangren suddenly remembered something, picked up the magazine on the carpet with a stride, and quickly turned to the page just now.

"The breakfast department of Kyushu Dingshi Hotel in Chu City, Jiangsu Province, what, it's the breakfast department?
Zhou Dong?

Stewed on fire? "

(End of this chapter)