smell you

The hotel opening banquet is the most direct way to test whether the hotel chef team can handle large banquets.

Li Zhexi naturally sat next to Song Zeyou.

Li Zhexi whispered: "Guess who is the chef who cooks this banquet?"

Song Zeyou didn't care about the catering industry at all, and all he heard was the mess in his brother's kitchen, how much someone paid, the wife in charge of the hors d'oeuvres shop was pretty, and so on.

Asking him who the chef is is like asking Li Zhexi to guess who his university lecturer is.

Song Zeyou shook his head.

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "It's the young apprentice of Master Jiang, a world-renowned chef. It's a pity that you didn't watch the group arena. The level is very good."

Song Zeyou suddenly realized that he was poached by Li Zhexi.

"I didn't finish the yellow croaker last time, so I need to eat more this time."

Song Zeyou twitched the corner of his mouth, yellow croaker...it wasn't an expensive dish, he had never seen or eaten anything.

He paid more attention to the other people present besides the three of them. Judging from their clothes and tone of voice, they seemed to be shareholders of Tianhao International, and maybe they also invested in this hotel.

Everyone was absent-minded from the very beginning, as if they were waiting for something.

Song Zeyou tasted the cold dishes one by one, and Xiaoru just ate them. Anyway, what these people said and did, the two of them outsiders couldn't get in their mouths.

Someone asked, "Who are these two?"

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "They are my friends."

The man nodded, and exchanged an inexplicable look with others, as if to say that Li Zhexi didn't even look at the occasion.

At this time, the door of the private room opened, and two waiters came in with a large plate, and there was another waiter assisting them.

Behind them, a handsome young man in a snow-white chef uniform came in with a smile.

Song Zeyou stopped his chopsticks and stretched his neck to take a closer look, only to see a huge yellow croaker on the big white porcelain plate with its mouth open pitifully, the fish was poured with soup, and the aroma was overflowing.

The young chef smiled and nodded at the crowd, and finally walked to Li Zhexi's side and said, "Mr. Li, this super wild yellow croaker is steamed in order to reflect its own umami taste. Please give me your advice." .”

Some shareholders praised: "This big yellow croaker must weigh five or six catties. Zhexi must have spent a lot of money."

"I heard it cost nearly 10 yuan." Someone whispered.

Song Zeyou heard it, and turned to stare at Li Zhexi, is she crazy? !

I think of my parents talking about it at the dinner table. If Li Zhexi wants to repay his kindness, let him repay him. If you pull the hair on your calf, it will be enough for you to eat for a lifetime.

At that time, he was very unconvinced and disgusted, but now it seems that his parents still have eyes.

10 yuan, prodigal son! ! !

Li Zhexi looked around the table and said, "This is Wan Hua, the close disciple of Master Jiang, an internationally renowned chef, and he will also be the executive chef of this century hotel."

Someone said: "It's the one who won the group arena against Chen Gui. He's really a talent."

"It's no wonder that the old rules tell him not to come..."

Song Zeyou looked up at the closed disciple Wanhua.

Exquisite facial features, snow skin and red lips, tall and slender figure, male and female appearance, dressed in a chef's uniform ethereal and elegant, but I don't know how the craftsmanship is.

Li Zhexi stood up and patted Wanhua on the shoulder with a serious look.

Song Zeyou said in his heart, it seems that the Century Hotel will be squished and rounded under Li Zhexi's control in the future.

Li Zhexi picked up a pair of chopsticks, and picked up the piece of meat beside the gills of the yellow croaker's eyes under a dozen focused gazes.

10 yuan a fish, this piece of fish is the most delicious, it is estimated to be worth thousands.

Li Zhexi put the fish meat into a clean bowl, and then put the bowl in front of Song Zeyou, "Try it, is this top-quality yellow croaker really delicious and can touch people's hearts?"

There was no sound in the room, and now all eyes turned to Song Zeyou's face.

As I said before, the hotel is a place where people gather together, and none of these shareholders is Lao Jiang.

Everyone suddenly realized that Li Zhexi bought this fish at a high price and co-authored it for this young man.

What's the origin?

"I heard that he is a friend of Zhe Xi."

What friend?

"..."

what for?

"..."

Who is his father?

"cough."

Blood rushed to Song Zeyou's cheeks, probably the eyes of so many Chi Guoguo were too blazing.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fish and put it in his mouth, chewing, he didn't know the taste, TOT~

"How is it?" Li Zhexi asked with concern.

Isn't it delicious to cry?

Does it open your heart all at once?

Song Zeyou drooped his eyelashes and nodded indiscriminately: "It's delicious, very delicious."

Li Zhexi smiled brightly: "It's delicious? There's another side."

As he spoke, he raised his chopsticks to enter from the bottom of the fish head, and pinched the other side of the cheek to Song Zeyou.

Song Zeyou was sitting on pins and needles, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Xiao Ru whispered in surprise: "You have such a good relationship with Li Zhexi?"

Song Zeyou glanced at Xiaoru, and when his eyes turned to Li Zhexi, seeing that Li Zhexi was still looking forward to it, he had to lower his head and eat another piece of fish.

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "Come on, let's have a taste together. Wanhua has done a good job. I will trouble you for the following dishes."

Wan Hua nodded with a smile, bowed slightly to everyone, and exited the box.

After drinking for three rounds, someone said with a smile, "Zhe Xi, we have never met your friend before."

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce you. His name is Song Zeyou. He is my good friend and my savior."

Song Zeyou's brain hurts when he hears "the lifesaver" now, he smiled weakly, and held the red wine glass in front of him to cover his face.

Your sister, if I knew there would be such a day, he would not suffer from insomnia, would not take pictures, and would not send them to Moments.

Xiao Ru excitedly said: "Really? Really? You saved Li Zhexi?"

Song Zeyou signaled her to shut up with his eyes.

Some shareholders suddenly realized: "It's the last time you lost contact... Oh, I said, this is a great favor, little comrade, come here, uncle to toast you."

Song Zeyou came back to his senses, subconsciously raised his glass to clink glasses with the shareholder uncle, only to see the shareholder uncle killed him with a glass of white wine.

Song Zeyou: "..."

Everyone looked at him, and Song Zeyou stared at the full red wine glass in his hand, so he could only close his eyes and feel bored.

After drinking, I almost didn't spit it out.

Another shareholder said: "Zhexi's father and I are close friends and have always treated Zhexi as his own son. If you saved him, it is equivalent to saving my son. I also respect this wine."

Start with one, and respect everyone in the future.

There was a smile in Li Zhexi's eyes, but he didn't stop it.