You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 831
Niklos Lintesrom is without a doubt the Red Wings greatest player of the last 20 years.

The Red Wings are the pride of the American ice hockey club, and they can also be the most successful American ice hockey club. In such a team, Linters Rohm's performance on the court is amazing, and he also leads by example off the court, no matter in training or external image , are perfect.

Therefore, he is called perfect. (Perfect Human)

The influence of the Pistons has surpassed the Red Wings in Detroit, but the debate over Detroit's top star has not stopped.

Perfect or Dor.Mo?

In terms of influence across the United States and even the world, Dor.Mo is the best. But if you compare the popularity of Detroit or Michigan alone, it's hard to say.

Lintersrom has played for the Red Wings since 1991. Under his leadership, the Red Wings have never missed the playoffs. He has won the Stanley Cup four times, and he has won the Norris Memorial Award seven times. Cup -- the equivalent of the NBA's Defensive Player of the Year -- and a Cohen Smith Trophy (playoff MVP).

Such a guy, a superstar who is popular in Detroit, unexpectedly appeared in Mo Mengchen's restaurant on this day, and there were a lot of media following him outside.

Given the relationship between the Pistons and the Red Wings, it's hard for Pistons players to believe that he came with good intentions.

At this time, Mo Mengchen had already taken off the kitchen clothes and asked the waiter to come out with the dishes.

The fragrant smell rolled in, and Lintersrom sniffed it a few times, and he actually developed an appetite after he had just finished lunch.

"As expected of Dor.Mo, not only are your medical and football skills outstanding, but you are also outstanding in cooking." Lintesrom laughed, "You are truly perfect."

Mo Mengchen looked back and saw that he had nothing to do with Lintersrom. Moreover, this guy's appearance was too ordinary. Although he was a superstar in the Detroit area, he really couldn't recognize him if he didn't look carefully.

"It seems that coming uninvited is not exclusive to Chuck." Mo Mengchen smiled lightly.

"What are you talking about, the customer is God, don't you understand?" Barkley yelled while eating, "If you say I will pay, I will definitely pay!"

Curry was already stunned by Mo Mengchen's cooking skills. He looked at the sunrise steak in front of him with great excitement: "I can't describe how delicious this thing is. If this is a steak, then the various steaks I ate before What else is it?"

"Didn't I say it?" Rashid spit out a disgusting word at a very inappropriate time, "Shit!"

Hearing this, Barkley from behind immediately stretched out a fat foot and kicked over: "If you say another damn word that starts with S, I'll kill you!"

Rasheed laughed unrepentantly.

"The visitor is a guest, what do you want to eat?"

Since Lindstrom is known as a perfect man, he must not be as stupid as his club.

The Pistons and the Red Wings are like fire and water, there is no conflict of interest between players, and the Red Wings will not be stupid enough to let the biggest player on the team pick things up.

According to Mo Mengchen's judgment, these two people should have come here privately.

"The decoration is very high-end, why is there such a thing as a burrito?" Linstrom's companion said disgustedly, "It seems that Dor.Mo's cooking skills are only limited to this level of cooking."

Mo Mengchen didn't know this person, so he looked at him and said flatly, "A good cook is not picky."

"Oh?" Perfect Man asked in surprise, "Could it be that you can make a different burrito?"

"Maybe it can?" Mo Mengchen noticed the group of reporters outside.

If he can't arrange these two people well today, the series of treatment they received here will be exaggerated ten times to the public tomorrow.

"Then I'll treat you to two burritos."

"and many more."

Mo Mengchen said softly: "You should know that I can only appoint guests, and guests cannot appoint me."

"Then can we be honored to be the guests designated by Dor.Mo today?" Perfect Man asked.

"You can." Mo Mengchen looked at Lintsrom's companion, "As for you, I refuse to cook for you."

"You!" He stood up and wanted to protest.

"Brandon, why don't you eat something else, I believe other people's craftsmanship is not bad." Perfection said with a smile, "This is Dor.Mo's restaurant."

But Mo Mengchen's conditions were not finished yet.

"Don't worry." Mo Mengchen sat down and smiled, "I choose you with conditions."

"What else do I need to do?" Lindstrom asked.

"It's very simple. If you feel good after eating the food I made, I will trouble you to drive away the reporters outside and use your literary talent to promote my restaurant to the media." Mo Mengchen said, "Of course , in return, you will be the first store manager to appoint a member, there is no limit to the number of members, but only I can decide who is a member."

Perfection asked expectantly: "As a member handpicked by the store manager, is there any discount?"

"Of course, if I'm in the shop, you can appoint me to cook for you." Mo Mengchen said, "But there is a charge."

"puff!!!"

Buckley sprayed the Coke out of his mouth, thinking it was a prank by Mo Mengchen.

To make people become members hand-picked by the store manager, which sounds very honorable, but there is still a fee?Really know how to play!
"It sounds like I have no reason to refuse." Perfection said with a smile, "That's it."

Mo Mengchen got up immediately and muttered, "Little John, help me pick out a brand new kitchen coat!"

"Nick, do you really want to advertise for him?" Linstrom's companion felt that it was not worthwhile to do so.

Perfect Man laughed and said: "If the food he cooks is really delicious, I just need to tell the truth to the media; on the other hand, if the food he cooks is not delicious, then we can't hide it for him. Honesty is a virtue, isn't it? "

"Haha, yes! That's it!" His companion laughed, "I don't believe it, a burrito, can he make flowers?"

No one from the Pistons made a sound, they were all fed and drunk, and the scene in front of them was like a good show after a meal.

Some people didn't have much confidence in Mo Mengchen at first, until they ate the sunrise steak, the doubts in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

It's just that Devil Mountain minds a little bit.

"I'm actually not the first member appointed by the store manager. How can this guy just give this spot to someone else?"

"Didn't Dad say that there is no limit to the number of people?"

"The important thing is not the number of people, but the number one. I'm not the first member he appointed. I was the first member when I visited the place with him?" Hill muttered, "It's like saying ?"

This guy is called Mom for a reason, because sometimes he is really like a woman, talking about a little thing endlessly, if it wasn't for Mo Mengchen's quick action, he would bring out the burrito in 10 minutes , Everyone in the Pistons has to suffer.

In order to ensure the heat of the burrito, Mo Mengchen deliberately asked Linstrom to bring the burrito before lifting the lid.

"Please, only a perfect human being is worthy of my perfect burrito." Mo Mengchen smiled lightly.

The perfect person lowered his head slowly, holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right, and gently cut open the burrito. For some reason, the moment he was asked to cut the burrito, he felt that the burrito was extraordinary.

Like Chinese steamed buns, burritos can be bought by anyone in a restaurant and are a breakfast for all ages.

The steak master dared to put this popular dish on the menu, there must be a secret behind it.

"It looks ordinary on the outside." Linstrom's companion muttered.

Perfection slowly put a burrito into his mouth. He is not a gourmet and doesn't know how to taste food, but now he can't help but close his eyes to feel the wonderful changes in his mouth.

The extremely soft and chewy texture made him unable to resist taking dozens more bites, and the sweet and sticky cheese oozes out from the ground pancake. What a delicate craftsmanship is this?
He seems to have done it for less than 10 minutes?

The perfect person came only when he was full, but now, after taking one bite, he couldn't help but take a second bite.

Then, abandoning the image entirely, he picked up a half-sized burrito and swallowed it whole.

Do you know that Wang Sicong eats hot dogs?

The same is true for the perfect person at this moment.

Perfect Man's companion followed suit and swallowed: "Very good. Eat?"

After finishing eating the burrito, there was a loud aftertaste in his mouth, and then he finally returned from the state of tasting food.

He looked up at Mo Mengchen and asked, "Am I your appointed member now?"

"Now go out and send those people away, and tell them how delicious you have eaten here, and then you will be the first member appointed by the store manager in the history of this store."

The corner of Devil Mountain's mouth twitched.

Wanren ignored his teammates and was about to walk out of the store when suddenly he turned around and asked, "When I send the reporters away, are you still here?"

"I will be there until sunset," Mo Mengchen said.

"Hold on."

Finally getting rid of the stubbornness, Mo Mengchen turned around and asked his teammates: "Did you enjoy your meal?"

"Happy!" Everyone except Hill said in unison.

"There's obviously an unpleasant one here." Barkley laughed.

Mo Mengchen saw Hill's high frown, he walked over purposely and asked, "Sir, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Just as Hill was about to speak, Mo Mengchen interrupted with a wave: "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

He would much rather hear what Lindstrom had to say about him than this.

"Steak Master is the best restaurant in Detroit, even if it's his first day!"

"Dor.Mo is more qualified to be called a perfect person than me. His cooking skills are as incredible as his football skills!"

"My friends, please believe me, Detroit's food and beverage industry will enter the next generation, and the steak master will never let you down!"

Perfect sent the reporter away, strode into the restaurant, and made a request as the first restaurant manager's hand-picked member in the history of Steak Master: "I want to take ten burritos!"

Mo Mengchen didn't know whether it was because he was a big eater, or because he had never eaten anything delicious.Isn't it just a burrito, 10 at once?
"Wait a moment." The profile shows that this person is easy to support.

(End of this chapter)