Chapter 357 The Thighs Are Purple

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Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What... what's going on?"

"I don't know! It seems that someone is coming!"

"It seems to say that Alain is just the sous chef, and the real chef has not arrived yet!"

A food reporter had a crazy expression, "Oh my God! I'm going crazy! Even Alain's level can only be the sous chef? Then who is the head chef?"

Another food blogger made a gesture of God's blessing, "I am satisfied enough to see this great god in this life. Could it be... can I still be lucky enough to see the legendary one today..."

"Who is it?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Alain can only be the sous chef, who else?" The food blogger showed a secretive expression.

Other food journalists and knowledgeable food lovers also thought of that person at the same time, with disbelief on their faces, "This... this is impossible..."

"I don't think it's possible either!"

"It is absolutely impossible to invite that person! Otherwise, I will swallow this wine glass!"

"Then I'll swallow the spoon!"

...

Time passed by every minute and every second, about five minutes passed.

In the anticipation of all the guests, the door of the banquet hall finally opened again.

The leader is a foreign old man in a neat chef uniform, followed by a well-trained team, the old man is walking in at a steady pace.

The owner of the hotel not far away saw the person coming, trotted hurriedly, greeted him politely, and stretched out his hand excitedly, "Mr. Danial, you are finally here! Everything is ready here! We are waiting for you!" "

The old man nodded slightly, briefly shook hands with the boss politely, and then walked straight in the direction of the chef.

Alain, who was the sous chef, bent down and bowed reverently at ninety degrees to the old man, then stepped forward to help him tie his apron, and prepared lemonade for him to clean his hands.

And Fei William, who was making soy sauce in the corner, saw the old man, his eyes almost popped out, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, "D...Master Danial...how is it possible...I...I am I'm not dreaming..."

After finishing speaking, he pinched himself exaggeratedly, showing a grinning expression.

Master Danial has been his idol since he entered the industry, the holy scripture in his heart!

Not to mention watching from such a close distance, even if he can take a look at it from a distance, he will have no regrets in this life!

The original unwillingness and reluctance have all turned into joy at this moment!

In the banquet hall, those who declared that they would swallow cups and spoons just now were all dumbfounded.

"Nimma, who is going to pinch me! Pinch me harder! I'm fucking dreaming!"

"You'd better pinch yourself! I pinched myself several times just now! My thighs are purple from pinching! It's not a dream!"

"Who is this old man?" Fang Ya asked curiously.

Other crew members who didn't know much also joined in, "That's right, who is this? Is he better than Fei William's master?"

One of the senior food reporters stared intently at every movement of the old man, and explained in a reverent tone: "If William Fei is the best among the young generation of food practitioners, then his master Alain. The mainstay of the restaurant represents the highest standard in the food industry today..."

"What about Danial?" Someone next to him asked immediately.