delicious master

Chapter 311 Borrowing the Kitchen
The young man looked relatively peaceful. He looked at the hopping foreign chef, and then at the man. Tang Xiaokang finally let go of his hands.

After all, he just came for a meal, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble, after all, this place was still his territory.

Holding Xiao Yuanyuan and preparing to leave, Tang Xiaokang didn't want to have any conflicts, and it would be terrible to accidentally injure Xiao Yuanyuan.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, this matter is not over yet!"

The moment Tang Xiaokang let go, the blond foreign chef subconsciously withdrew his hand. The whole hand was squeezed so that white handprints appeared, and he kept shaking it in pain.

This guy doesn't look very tall, so why are his hands so strong?

The blond chef's words made Tang Xiaokang stop, and couldn't help turning his head to look at that guy. He said this several times in a row. Does this guy really not know where he is standing?

Sure enough, not only Tang Xiaokang stopped, but also the young man who had just stopped the fight was looking at his chef with a frown, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

"Can you say it again?"

Taking a step forward, Tang Xiaokang said threateningly.

Did this guy stay in the country so well that he doesn't even know his surname, and dares to be called a yellow-skinned monkey in China's land, today I want to let him understand why flowers are so popular!

Tang Xiaokang's sudden turn made the man startled. Thinking of Tang Xiaokang's strength just now, the blond man felt a lot of fear in his heart, but he still managed to maintain his dignity.

"So what if I said so."

As soon as the words came out, many people stood up from the crowd, many of them were regular customers of Dongju, and many of them were indeed new diners who were indeed attracted by the advertisement of the mascot restaurant.

The old diners in Dongju were naturally willing to help Tang Xiaokang save face, not to mention that this guy looked really in need of a beating, and the new diners also understood what this guy just said, and they were all provocative. Looking at each other.

This is not the past, when you can get preferential treatment from foreign friends by relying on your identity as a foreigner. You dare to play the trick of discriminating against Chinese in the country. As long as the blond man dares to speak again, they dare to continue to do it.

When had he seen such a formation before, the blond man was frightened by the crowd who came out.

He didn't dare to continue talking about this topic, but changed his mouth to the words just now.

"You mocking my cooking skills is an insult to my personality and disrespect to me. I will complain to the police!"

"Is it just you people who still need to be respected? It's a good thing for us not to beat you."

The appearance of the blond man did not make many people present feel disdainful, and some people even spoke directly in the crowd.

Of course, Tang Xiaokang is different from them. Tang Xiaokang has always felt that he is a very reasonable person and likes to persuade others with virtue. He has never been a resident of Zuan.

"I think my evaluation is very fair. I have already given the evaluation with great respect for you. If it is according to my old man's intention, with your cooking level, you are at best a pig feeder. "

Talking directly to the man, Tang Xiaokang felt that what he said was very good. According to the old man, the menu just now could at most reach the level of feeding pigs.

It has to be someone else's pig. If it is used to feed his own pig, the old man will never agree.

As soon as the words came out, many people had weird expressions, except for the old diners in Dongju.

They had already asked for advice on Tang Xiaokang's speaking skills. What was even more frightening was that they clearly understood that there was indeed nothing wrong with what Tang Xiaokang said. According to Master Tang's temperament, it might really be just The level of feeding pigs.

Thinking of this, many people feel sad in their hearts. It turns out that what they have eaten for half of their life may not even be enough for a pig's food in the eyes of others...

Tang Xiaokang was so speechless that the blond man jumped angrily.

"Impossible, you liar! Do you think you can win by deceiving! Impossible!"

He didn't believe Tang Xiaokang's words at all. The blond man kept shouting alone there. After all, he had once been a chef. Even in high-end restaurants in Europe, he was qualified to be a second chef. For his own The blond man is obviously confident in his cooking skills.

"As far as your level is constantly rising and falling, when I say you can feed pigs, I think I'm looking down on you."

To Tang Xiaokang, the blond man's clamor was completely out of character. No real top Western chef had ever seen someone so arrogant like him. It was very rare for them to get criticism and suggestions from others.

Now that things have developed, Tang Xiaokang no longer has any entangled thoughts. If he had high expectations when he first came here, now he can only say that he has returned disappointed.

Turning to look at the young man who claimed to be the owner of the Jiwu Restaurant, Tang Xiaokang asked.

"May I borrow your kitchen for a while?"

Through the words of the waiter on the side, the young man had already understood what happened, and his eyes towards the blond man had already become unkind.

He asked everyone to distribute questionnaires at the door, just to get a clearer understanding of customers' views and opinions on the restaurant's dishes. It would be better if some problems could be found.

But who would have thought that this bastard would quarrel with diners at the door.

Wouldn't it be better for someone to find out where the problem lies? What's more, he also stopped talking about other diners' comments on the dishes. The quality of the dishes is uneven, more Japanese style, lacking the real elements of Western food. In his opinion, these are just bad. It was a good suggestion, but in the end, this guy started quarreling with others, and even more went so far as to be racist.

He sized up the blond chef without hesitation. He originally tolerated him because he saw that the other party was indeed capable. Now it seemed that he had to make another plan.

"Ok, sure, no problem."

Hearing Tang Xiaokang's words, although the young man didn't know what the other party wanted to do, he also felt that there was no big problem, and this guy borrowed the kitchen?
His eyes moved involuntarily to his own chef, and he felt that things might change.

He was led into the kitchen by the waiter. Anyway, the situation was already like this, and the young man didn't do anything to cover up. He simply let all interested people enter the kitchen to watch, just to publicize the cleanliness of their back kitchen.

Although the mascot restaurant is a high-end western food restaurant, the kitchen space is not small, but with so many people joining in the fun, it still looks a bit crowded, and many people can only stand at the door of the kitchen and stand inside.

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Thank you for your rewards, thank you for your rewards, thank you for flying with the wind, thank you for being immature, thank you for Shen Si, thank you for Su Cijing, thank you for Yuanshan Chungui Huameifei, and thank you for Zhuge Tuan. Thank you guys for your rewards.

Let me explain more about the break during this period. Because of the busyness, high-speed running, and funerals, I accidentally fell ill. I have been taking medicine to control my fever, so I am on the top at night, and I can’t code at all. Sorry. Everyone!

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