Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 977

Chen Ming rubbed his stomach, with a dissatisfied expression: "What kind of broken roast lamb is this? It's just so delicious, it's not worth our plane to eat it."

Meng Shihan also said: "This mutton smells delicious, but it doesn't taste that delicious."

Shen Huaizhao frowned: "Black shop."

Yang Song couldn't help laughing: "You guys are spoiled by me. This store has such a big reputation in the capital because it has real skills. That master Zhou's knife skills are very good, and he has a good grasp of the fire. If it’s 75%, I should give it [-] points, but this is not the real Wuzhi mutton at all, this Dexing restaurant is selling dog meat under the guise of a sheep.”

This made him dissatisfied.

"Who is so shameless?" The door of the private room was kicked open, and a young man in a Tang suit walked in, with a gold watch pinned to his pocket.

"Ma Tengfei!" Chen Ming recognized at a glance that the person who came was the young owner of Jiuwu Catering Group.

Jiuwu Catering Group takes the route of business dinners.

The decoration of the restaurant is very luxurious, the service is first-class, and the price is even more beautiful. The only thing that is not on the table is the taste of the dishes, which is not up to its price.

However, for business dinners, it is understandable that the taste is a little worse than the dishes of the same specification.

This is the business philosophy of Ma's Catering.

After Ma Tengfei joined the group, he was no longer satisfied with the level of business dinners. He wanted to become one of the top five restaurants in Beijing, even the boss.

Therefore, they spent high salaries to recruit chefs everywhere, and this Dexing Cuisine Club came into existence.

Wu eats roasted mutton, which is a major feature of their restaurant. Coupled with the resplendent decoration, and the beautiful waiters who are comparable to celebrities, Dexing Restaurant is indeed a hit.

Ma Tengfei is full of ambition, he only thinks that he is the only one in the Chinese catering industry, who else is there?
He will be a freshman in Beijing tomorrow, and he will be number one in the world the day after tomorrow.

I really love to dream.

"Chen Ming, you brought someone to smash my place?" Ma Tengfei's eyes were gloomy like a sewer: "Why, you Chen's are also planning to enter the catering industry?"

He received feedback from the kitchen that someone was dissatisfied with the dishes of Dexing Vegetable Club, and Ma Tengfei felt that something was wrong, and someone must have come to find fault.

He ran to find out the situation, and as soon as he got to the door, he heard someone talking nonsense.

"Chen Ming, you didn't beat me before you graduated from college. Why are you not reconciled after leaving school? You came all the way from that place in Los Angeles to beat me up, don't you?" Don't want to live anymore?" Ma Tengfei said.

"Stupid, can you be less self-indulgent? I don't know that this restaurant belongs to you. I invited my buddies to dinner. It has nothing to do with you." Chen Ming thought to himself what the hell is going on.

"You have committed a villain recently, so go worship God another day." Yang Song said.

"It makes sense, there are quite a few of them outside Luocheng, and I'll go to pay their respects tomorrow." Chen Ming said.

The two of them just chatted one after another.

"Did you put me in your eyes?" Ma Tengfei kicked the table hard, the solid wood table was motionless, and his toe was about to break.

"No, I don't like wearing colored contact lenses." Chen Ming said.

"Your family's barbecue is not to our liking. We have paid the money. We don't plan to make trouble. Let's leave quietly now." Yang Song said.

There are really not many diners who are as cooperative as they are now.

"Aren't you here to find fault? Why doesn't our restaurant's roast lamb suit your appetite?"

"You bunch of soil turtles, have you ever eaten delicious roast lamb?"

Chen Ming and the other three looked at Yang Song: Of course we have eaten.

"What are you looking at him for? He's roast lamb?" Ma Tengfei has been trying to be strong since he was a child, and he likes to compete with others.

Or it should be said that he doesn't like someone who is better than him, there is no best, if there is, this grandson will do the trick.

Master Zhou said: "Boss, what he meant was that Brother Song is a chef and can cook more delicious roast lamb than our restaurant."

There is indeed a chemical reaction between colleagues.

"Are you a cook?" Ma Tengfei immediately stared at Yang Song.

"That's right, I am an ordinary little cook." Look, he is so humble and low-key.

But Ma Tengfei seemed to be stepped on his tail suddenly, almost jumped on the table, pointed at Chen Ming's nose and scolded: "You have brought a cook to me, how dare you say that you are not here to find fault? Chen Ming, you Grandson, dare you do it but don’t admit it? Be careful, I will beat all your shit out."

He still didn't forget to point at Yang Song: "Are you a cook? Who is a famous chef? Which cuisine are you good at? How many dishes are you good at? How many dishes can you cook at such a young age? You look like a boy , you are also worthy to mention yourself as a cook in my Dexing Cuisine Club? Do you really think of yourself as a clove? You can't even cook."

After scolding, a beautiful waiter brought a teacup, Ma Tengfei took two sips, and then remembered: "It's just that you only ate three bites of mutton, and you dislike our dishes?"

Yang Song nodded honestly: "It's really average."

"It's still you, saying that the dishes we cook are not Wu Chi? Not authentic?"

Yang Song still nodded honestly: "You shouldn't be eavesdropping."

Ma Tengfei splashed the rest of the tea on Yang Song, but Yang Song dodged it, still holding Meng Shihan, not a drop of water got on him.

"It's your fault for eavesdropping."

"It's wrong for me to go to Nima, beat them up for me, especially this ignorant cook, put him on the barbecue iron plate for me, three ripe, sprinkle with devil spicy!"

The people behind Ma Tengfei rushed over one after another.

The iron plate is self-heating, and the mutton is still very hot after roasting. Anyone who accidentally touches the iron plate at this time will definitely be burned.

Six bodyguards dealt with four people, two of whom were girls.

Should have won without a doubt.

"Take off that cook, push it up, and then go to the backyard and get those wolfhounds up, and cook meat for them!"

Master Zhou's expression changed: "Boss, isn't this too much?"

"What happened?" Ma Tengfei said sadly: "Or let that idiot cook kneel on the barbecue iron plate to kowtow to Lao Tzu to admit his mistakes, and pay another thousand and 800 million, and I will forgive him a lot."

Yang Song: "Do your adults use it like this a lot?"

Meng Shihan protected Chen Ming and Shen Huaizhao, Yang Song put away the chopsticks on the dining table and flicked six chopsticks away, and the six bodyguards clutched their necks and fell asleep.

There were still two chopsticks, Yang Song held them and walked towards Ma Tengfei.

"Don't come here!" Ma Tengfei grabbed Master Zhou and stood in front of him, "You dare not hurt me, I am Ma's young master, my father is Ma Tiantian, I will call someone..."

Yang Song pushed Master Zhou away, tapped his neck, and poured another one.

Ma Tengfei fainted when he wanted to, just like the green tea in the film and television drama.

Unfortunately, he won't.

Fainting is actually a technical job.

Yang Song had already walked in front of him, stepped on the sofa where he was sitting, waved two chopsticks and knocked him on the head without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)