The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

When Qin Wei and Zheng Ming returned to S City, the dishes for that dinner had become extremely rare. For the New Year's Eve dinner, Wu Hongquan had already drawn up the menu early and had plenty of high-quality ingredients, so he let loose.

Everyone sat down, and as the dishes were served one by one, everyone started to get excited.

In the past, Bingcheng had offered a New Year’s Eve dinner that cost 20 yuan per table. Compared with the dishes in front of us, this is nothing.

There were sixteen exquisite appetizers alone.

Okra and orchid mussels, conch slices with spinach, Longjing tea royal ribs, deep-sea Qinghai combination, dried cherry shrimp with asparagus, Chaoshan special marinated platter, salmon with rouge egg, white asparagus with oil and vinegar sauce...

Next came the sashimi platter.

Hot dishes after Buddha Jumps Over the Wall were served one after another.

In addition to the must-have white-cut chicken and roast goose in southern banquets, the following dishes were served: top-grade M12 wagyu beef, Kung Pao cod, abalone with eggplant sauce, shrimp balls with foie gras sauce, slow-roasted crispy tea-smoked duck, lettuce wrapped with pigeon floss, dry-roasted abalone, salt-baked hamachi, morel lobster rolls, spicy crab claw pot, fish belly with crab roe, crab roe and shrimp, pan-fried cod with marinated meat, baked turbot with clams and lemon, fresh scallops with salmon, lamb chops with pine nuts and pear sauce, etc.

More than 20 hot dishes were served one after another. Wu Hongquan's kitchen team presented the dishes beautifully, and many dishes were presented one by one. The individual dishes were indeed exquisite and beautiful, and seven or eight nine-square grids could not fit them all.

Lin Li poured Chen Ye half a glass of red wine, and she pressed him down, "Okay, I'll do it myself. You represent us, say a few words, and then we'll have dinner. Be casual, we're all familiar friends."

Everyone present was very familiar with each other, but there were only about twenty people, so there was no need for so many polite words. Lin's words were brief and beautiful, and after a few words, everyone raised their glasses and drank together, then sat down to start eating.

The table was quite large, but many of the dishes were served in individual small bowls and placed in front of everyone, so a few people were left in the kitchen to promptly remove any extra empty plates.

The two old people in the McKeen family were obviously not used to having someone serving them while they ate, and they were a little uncomfortable. But then, seeing that no one said anything, and after they drank a few sips of wine, they gradually relaxed.

Pigeon floss and scallop tofu with black bean sauce are very suitable for the elderly. Although they are all from Sichuan and are used to spicy food, after so long, Mackenzie has been reminding them to stay healthy, so they are not so unacceptable to Cantonese cuisine.

What's more, this was a dish that the old chef had worked hard on for a whole day. With Wu Hongquan's cooking skills, before the end of the world, he would have been hard to hire without paying 50,000 or 80,000 yuan.

I guess he is just holding the position without doing any work for 50,000 or 80,000 yuan. He only gives some instructions when he is in a good mood, but most customers are not worthy of him cooking for them personally.

Unlike the others, Chen Ye did not have a small bowl or plate in front of her. After everyone had shared their main dishes, they were piled in front of her. She cleared the plates one by one.

Although it may seem like there are too many dishes, each small plate is only enough for one bite. Not much is left on the main plate.

Especially the small blue dragon, which looks thick in the shell, but after cleaning and cooking, there are only a few bites of meat. She still likes the meaty king crabs and red shrimps, as well as the roasted lamb chops.

Mouthful of meat.

Although Ayuan and Tuanzi are still a little afraid of her, as a top foodie who never thinks eight meals a day are too much, nothing is more important than eating.

Being next to Chen Ye, they can eat more.

While eating, Chen Ye would ask Wu Hongquan to bring another portion, and if he came across something the two of them liked, he would also order another portion for them.

If it weren't for the terrifying aura she still had, Yuan would have wanted to give her the award for the best host in the world.

They started toasting each other at halftime. The half glass of red wine in front of Chen Ye was still not finished after five rounds, but half of the main dish was cleared.

Even after the food was gone, the carved ornaments still looked lifelike, making her want to take a bite.

Everyone knew Chen Ye's appetite, and no one urged him to drink until he had finished almost everything.

Lin Li and Li Xiong were in high spirits, chatting and drinking among the three tables.

Pechina sat between Moni and Chen Chen. Maybe it was because she was touched by the delicious food, or because the two people who were slightly familiar with her gave her a little comfort, but her mood during the meal was finally not as low as at the beginning.

Mia sat at another table with Xu Wanting and her brothers.

Children from wealthy families received English education at a very young age. Even though Xu Hua was not a top-tier wealthy person, his family would not have lacked the funds for education. Therefore, the three children were able to communicate without any obstacles.

You can't tell that Xu Manyan is actually a warm-hearted man. He picks up vegetables and peels shells for Xiaomia, adds water and pours drinks for her, and takes good care of her. Hui Qing can't even get involved.

Chen Ye's phone would occasionally receive one or two messages. He would occasionally reply to one or two, but most of the time he would just concentrate on eating.

After the main dishes were served, there was a series of hot dishes made from many common dishes, as well as various staple foods, sweet soups and snacks.

There are many types of staple dishes alone, such as jumbo prawns with black truffle and sweet pepper fried rice. For those who are not used to the smell of black truffles, there are also shrimp and scallop fried rice, fresh lamb tripe and wild mushroom dumplings, and goldfish dumplings with XO sauce.

Chen Ye ate a small bowl of rice and a few dumplings. Seeing that everyone seemed to be waiting for him, he gently put down his chopsticks, raised his wine glass, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, take your time. There will be desserts, snacks, and fruits later. Now, let's drink to tomorrow!"

Lin Li swallowed the white wine in his mouth and said with a smile: "This year, my work on New Year's Eve has really been reduced by half. Miss, this is actually not bad, right?"

Chen Ye looked at him and said jokingly, "Why? Your rule has shrunk and your authority has been reduced. Aren't you sad?"

"I'm not sad. I belong to the young lady. I will never go west if the young lady points east. Wherever the young lady goes, I will follow her. It's not a pity that I can't sleep tonight, but I want to jump around with the young master until dawn."

"I don't have the time to spare like you. I have to continue treating Pechina later."

Qin Wei curled his lips slightly, looked at Xu He, shook his head and sighed: "It's great to be young!"

Xu He patted the back of his hand tenderly, "We were young once, too."

Today, the Chinese and Western food carts produced by the small kitchens of 1908 and 1909 brought golden pig salted water corners, purple gall bladder siomai, golden fried dough sticks, baked cheese salmon tarts, crispy wonton noodles, and the cart noodles that Qin Wei didn't get to eat last time.

Chen Ye turned his head and looked at Qin Wei who was sitting next to him, "Boss Qin, Master Wu is here to bring you youth."

Qin Wei looked at the cart noodles served in the kitchen, nodded and said with a smile: "Memories are also a kind of wealth." He turned his head and looked at Zheng Ming who was drinking with Mai Zihao, "Mr. Zheng, do you want to experience the flavor of the 1970s and 1980s?"

Zheng Ming was already a little drunk. He stroked his round belly with one hand and waved his hand, "I'm exhausted. I'll try again tomorrow. I'll leave a few centimeters today."

He ordered the bottle of wine on the table, which had a torn and worn packaging.

"A five-star stand costs more than a million dollars. Apart from the noble families, only little Chen Ye has the ability to afford it." He came closer and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Chen Ye looked at him with a smile, "Guess?"