Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

Tan Zongming muttered: "You made another great contribution today, finding such a good place for me."

"If you want to eat yourself in the future," Andy laughed.

"Don't worry, you must come!" Tan Zongming said vaguely.

"Braised lamb."

Soon, Lin Mo served the second dish.

Then, stir-fry almond mushrooms, mushroom and turtle soup, and serve them one by one.

"Drink it while it's hot, this soft-shelled turtle soup will become fishy when it's cold."

"it is good."

Andy picked up the spoon obediently and filled a bowl obediently.

This made Tan Zongming, who was feasting on the opposite side, couldn't help but look at Lin Mo again.

The dignified Andy, the flower of Gaoling, actually seemed a little obedient to him.

Unexpectedly, Tan Zongming developed a strong interest in Lin Mo.

"Boss Lin."

"Hey, Mr. Tan."

"Your craftsmanship is really good. It's been a long time since I had such a happy meal."

Tan Zongming ate three bowls in one go. Although the bowls were small, the meal at noon was already equivalent to the previous day's meal.

"Just like it, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to Andy."

Lin Mo is in very good condition today, and he is not talking anymore. Before changing, he probably called Eddie several times.

Tan Zongming nodded, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Boss Lin, I heard from Andy that you can basically make orders as long as customers order here, right?"

"Yes." Lin Mo replied simply.

"I feel that you have a strong background, at least you have a teacher. I want to make an appointment with you. I don't know if you are willing to accept it."

"About food? What do you mean?" Andy was puzzled.

On the contrary, Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and his interest surged up.

"Yes, I don't know what dish Mr. Tan wants to order?"

Tan Zongming: "I want to make an appointment..."

PS: The third update will be delivered today!

Chapter 62

"I want to make an appointment with [Phoenix Clothes]!"

Follow Tan Zongming to name the dish.

His eyes fixed on Lin Mo, like a super computer, constantly scanning the latter's status.

As a result, Lin Mo's face did not show any emotional fluctuations.

He can cook this dish!

Tan Zongming's pupils shrank, but his emotions fluctuated first.

Lin Mo gave a thumbs up sincerely and said, "Mr. Tan, you really know how to eat."

"What is the Phoenix Clothes?"

Just hearing the name, Andy felt that this dish must not be simple.

Lin Mo explained: "The so-called phoenix clothes are chicken wrapped in paper and deep-fried."

"Paper-wrapped chicken?" Andy was taken aback: "Paper-fried, can I still eat it?"

Lin Mo: "This paper is not ordinary paper. This kind of paper is called bamboo shoot paper. It is made from spring bamboo shoots and is made by Cai Lun's oldest papermaking method. Boy chickens take young roosters that have just matured but have not been bred. After marinating, fry it with the spring bamboo paper. After frying, the bamboo shoot paper is golden and clear, and the meat is fragrant. When you bite it down, it is crispy and fragrant; the young chicken inside is also covered with the fragrance of the bamboo shoot paper. .So this dish is also called [Phoenix Clothes], Mr. Tan, am I right?"

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, Tan Zongming stood up suddenly and clapped his hands: "Boss Lin really knows how to cook this dish, yes, what he said is absolutely right! I ate this dish by chance in Guangdong and Guangxi 10 years ago. Back, it was made by a master chef in his 80s. He was astonished. I have never eaten such a delicious chicken since then. Boss Lin, how much do you charge for such a dish? "

"Since Mr. Tan knows how to order food, he should understand the rules of ordering food, and everything depends on fate."

"Is 10 yuan okay?"

"One hundred thousand?"

Andy's pupils shrank slightly.

The guests at the two tables eating next door also listened with pricked ears, and heard that one dish cost [-] yuan.

They were all stunned!

Lin Mo smiled without saying a word.

Tan Zongming understood in seconds: "50."

"hiss!"

What kind of dish is this? It costs 50 yuan? !

"I need seven to ten days to prepare."

Tan Zongming took out a business card and handed it over with both hands: "Contact me when you are ready, I will be there at any time."

Lin Mo took the business card with both hands: "Okay!"

"Ding! The famous dish mission has been triggered."

"Mission: Invited to make phoenix clothes."

"Cash rewards of different sizes will be given as task rewards according to customer satisfaction. Please treat them positively."

At this time, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in my mind.

"Famous dish mission? You really know how to join in the fun."

Lin Mo is more and more fond of the system's behavior that likes to join in the fun.

"Boss Lin, let's go there first. Looking forward to your phoenix clothes!"

Tan Zongming held out his hand.

"I hope that by then I will live up to Mr. Tan's expectations."

After the two shook hands heavily, Tan Zongming and Andy, who were full of wine and food, were also ready to say goodbye.

"Boss Lin, I have something for you!"

Andy ran out of the store, only to return quickly.

He was carrying two gift boxes in his hand.

"For you, Boss Lin."

"what is this?"

Lin Mo saw the word tea on the bottom box.

"The last time you chatted with Xiao Qu, didn't you like drinking tea? Here are a few boxes of Taiping Houkui, I'll give you a taste."

Lin Mo: "..."

This tea is not that tea!

"What an embarrassment, Andy."

"You're being polite, you should. By the way, Xiao Qu, that is, Qu Xiaoxiao, I haven't bothered you these days."

Andy knows Qu Xiaoxiao's character, and if this person adds WeChat, he will definitely bombard her.

Who knew that when Lin Mo heard the name Qu Xiaoxiao, the string in his mind would be broken, as if it was reconnected.

"Damn, I forgot to add her on WeChat!"

Andy: "!!"

……

Watching Tan Zongming off, after Andy left.

Lin Mo rummaged through the address book.

According to the approximate time, Qu Xiaoxiao's contact information was quickly found.

Anyway, this time he released the opponent's pigeon, so let's add it.

After adding it, Lin Mo didn't care about it.

Back in the kitchen, Lan Weiwei was still making noodles.

"How many hits have you hit, Weiwei, are you tired?"

Lan Weiwei's hands were numb, but he suppressed a smile and said, "I'm not tired, so what's the point? I've done it 930 times, almost a thousand times."

Lin Moman was very pleased: "With a fitness trainer like you, why don't we worry about not being strong in Jialan Yoga Studio? After you finish playing, take a good rest! I'm cooking two dishes now, let's have some at noon."

"Ok."

"Is there anything you want to eat? Just say it! Don't be polite to the boss!"

"Is it okay to eat Aolong?" Lan Weiwei asked half jokingly and half expectantly.

"Oh, it's out of stock." Lin Mo looked regretful.

Lan Weiwei: "..."

At noon, Lin Mo randomly fried two dishes, one tofu mixed with shallots, one hot and sour potato shreds, and one small fried pork slices.

"Weiwei, come out to eat!"

"coming!"

Lan Weiwei moved his wrist and walked out.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"There's nothing to entertain, just eat something."

"This will be enough, it's quite rich."

The two sat down to eat.

"You're exhausted, come on, eat some tofu, it's full of protein, tonic." Lin Mo held a chopstick for Lan Weiwei.

"I'm not tired of Mr. Lin, so don't be so polite."

"Aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired, it's nothing, even if I have another cake, I'll be fine." After the matter was done, Lan Weiwei also relaxed.

Lin Mo nodded: "Okay, after dinner, help me make another cake!"

Lan Weiwei: "!!"

Chill!

Lin Mo laughed, waved his hands and said, "I'm just kidding, how can I really let you make another cake, others will say that I don't feel pity at all."

Lan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, scaring her to death!

"By the way, Mr. Lin, I just heard what you guys were talking about about phoenix clothes outside. Is this dish very good? They actually offer 50 dishes?"

Lan Weiwei couldn't believe it, cooking a dish cost more than her two-year salary.

"Is 50 a lot?" Lin Mo pouted.

I think when he was in the state banquet hall, others came to order food, at least seven digits.

A considerable part of the reason why he agreed to Tan Zongming today was that the appointment of food itself brought back Lin Mo's memories of the glorious past.

Then reluctantly agree.

"Well, 50 is really not much for you." Lan Weiwei started to pick up the rice, but his arms were sore.

Making noodles is really not a human job~

"By the way, Tao Zi will come later."