Chapter 107 Don't Buy It

When Liang Mengqi and the others were just eating, the blond man finally got in line, and when he entered the restaurant, he was completely stunned.

"This is braised chicken, right? It smells delicious, what kind of chicken is this chicken?"

The blond man's name is Pearson. When he was in college, he went to the catering department that was not favored, but his hobby was like this. He studied very seriously during college, catering, catering management, cooking technology, nutritional catering, noodle Order crafts and gourmet reviews are all top-notch students in their ages.

After graduating, he was directly recommended by the university to work at Michelin. He has been working for five years, and he has been to various famous places in the world. Even in Gourmet Secret, his words are very authoritative.

The more authoritative he is, the stricter he is. He is extremely serious in his work. If it tastes good, it tastes good.

In the past five years, he has recommended dozens of restaurants to become Michelin-starred restaurants, and at the same time disqualified more than a dozen Michelin restaurants.

Really people love and hate.

However, in Zhang Han's restaurant, he was completely stunned, feeling that he always knew nothing here.

A serving of fried rice with eggs is so delicious, a bowl of noodles in clear soup, the noodles are as thin as a hair, he doesn't know how to pull them out, and the taste is incredible. Three cups in a row.

This is the first time ever that happened to him.

But now, he smelled the smell of chicken in the air, and his stomach couldn't help but growl twice.

This is also very delicious, right? Do you want to exaggerate like this?

"What kind of chicken is this?"

Pearson said involuntarily:

"How can it be so fragrant?"

"Is it Australian black chicken?"

"Or Brace chicken?"

Australian black chicken is a breed of chicken introduced from Italy during the Republic of China. Its whole body feathers are black and shiny, its beak, shanks, and toes are black, and the soles of its feet are white. It has a strong physique and strong wings for flying. The variety is excellent and the meat is delicious.

The Bresse chicken is a breed of chicken produced in the Bresse region in eastern France.

This kind of chicken has a bright red comb, snow-white feathers, and steel-blue feet, which are the same color as the French flag. It is known as the national chicken of France. It is recognized as the best quality chicken in the world. A taste close to "melting".

There are some chickens that are famous for their fragrant smell, and there are only a few of them that are better, but it seems that whether it is Australian black chicken or Bresse chicken, it does not smell as good as the chicken in the restaurant!

But at this time, Zhao Feng reluctantly ate the last piece of chicken. After hearing the man's voice, he turned his head and glanced at him, saying: "This chicken is just a common three-yellow chicken."

"Impossible!" Pearson raised his brows. He was serious about professional knowledge, so he retorted: "I know the taste of Sanhuang chicken. The smell of this kind of chicken is slightly restrained, not very strong , The pure aroma in the air is so strong, there are three main channels for the aroma of the chicken, namely the Maillard reaction between amino acids and reducing sugars, and the thermal decomposition of fat..."

Regarding the aroma of chicken, Pearson made a research report at the beginning, and he can clearly talk about it for ten minutes here.

But he wanted to make a long speech, but some people didn't like it.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

The man sitting opposite Pearson at noon reminded him again: "My friend is still queuing behind you, do you want to eat? If you don't eat, I will let my friend sit here first!"

The man pointed to the empty seat on the opposite side and said bluntly.

"I!"

Pierson's facial muscles stiffened.

He felt that he encountered a lot of malice in this restaurant, not only the malice of the boss, but also the malice of other diners.

Why?

why?

Is it true that non-members have no human rights and no status here?

Even a meal is low-key. When did the restaurant become like this?

It doesn't matter if the service in the restaurant is not good, the key is that other people still seem to agree with what this person said, which makes Pearson very upset.

So Pearson shrugged, curled his lips and said, "Of course I want to eat."

After speaking, Pearson went straight to the kitchen bar.

"Egg fried rice and clear soup noodles, you have to taste them carefully."

Pearson served himself an egg fried rice and a bowl of clear soup noodles, walked back to his seat, first filled a mouthful of egg fried rice with a spoon, and put it into his mouth.

"call..."

"This is the taste..."

Pearson narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, took a mouthful of rice, and then filled a spoonful of clear soup with a spoon. When he drank it:

"Oh... so fresh!"

"The noodles are really strong and refreshing!"

Pearson started to enjoy his dinner, but as he ate, his gaze focused on Liang Mengqi's side again. At this time, the chicken in their bowls was almost gone. One piece of chicken was snatched away by Yu Qingqing, and one piece was snatched away by Liang Mengqi.

"I don't know what that chicken tastes like... If you taste a piece, then..."

An idea suddenly sprouted in Pearson's mind, and the idea intensified.

Finally, Pearson couldn't help but stood up and walked over to the member tables.

"Sorry to bother you, uh... Me, this chicken and other dishes are only available to members?" Pearson was a little incoherent, and he felt that he couldn't find a good starting point to ask what he wanted to ask.

"Aren't the rules written at the door?" Zhao Feng frowned slightly, glanced at him and said softly.

It seems that this kid has a lot of things to do in the restaurant. This restaurant is the second in Zhao Feng's heart at the moment, and the first is his undercover action to take down Tang Zhan.

If someone dared to pick trouble in the restaurant, he didn't mind letting this person know how he got his nickname of madman.

Perhaps it was Zhao Feng's aura, or seeing his displeased expression, Pearson's face was slightly embarrassed, he thought for a while, and said:

"That... I want to ask, is there any other way to taste the food that members can eat, such as paying more?"

"Member's food can only be eaten by members. If you want to eat, you can buy a member." Zhao Feng said lightly.

Liang Mengqi's eyes lit up when she heard this, and said:

"Yes, yes, you can buy a membership. If you buy a membership, I can go upstairs and call the boss for you."

As for Liang Mengqi, she has always been curious about Mengmeng's mother. In addition to being curious, she also wants to compete in her heart. She is quite confident in her appearance.

And she is very curious about the relationship between Zhang Han and Mengmeng's mother, is it a divorce or something?

She knew Zhang Han's temperament, and what the boss said would definitely not be a lie. Then, the boss said before that he was not married, so there must be something tricky in it.

If the boss and the proprietress had a good relationship and a happy family, then Liang Mengqi would not say much, but if the two divorced, then Liang Mengqi felt that she would not mind marrying Zhang Han who had a baby.

These are Liang Mengqi's thoughts over the past few days. If you like it, you have to be brave enough to chase after it. What are you afraid of?

Seeing Pearson questioning now, if he can apply for a membership card, she just took the opportunity to go up and have a look.

"Membership card...I can't afford it," Pearson replied, scratching his head.

"Oh, then you can't eat it, rules are rules." Liang Mengqi pouted.

Several people ate again, but no one paid any attention to Pearson, which made Pearson feel so embarrassed.

"That..." Pearson hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and said: "I am...a gourmet, I want to taste the boss's dishes, I think my evaluation will bring some fame and fortune to the boss .”

As soon as the words fell, none of Zhao Feng and others paid attention to him, but on the white dining table at the back, several people laughed lightly when they saw him.

"I'm also a gourmet! I want to taste it too."

"I'm still a scientist. I want to try the boss's dish and analyze the structure of such a delicious dish!"

"Hahaha, I'm so funny, and it brings fame and fortune to the boss. Do you think the boss lacks fame and fortune? Didn't you see that the boss is open for three hours a day? If this is open all day, the business will explode!"

"..."

With a few words, Pearson ran out of battery.

Pierson's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he was blushing. After taking a deep breath, he said ruthlessly:

"I, Pearson, am a gastronomic agent at a Michelin-starred restaurant!"

Although his job is hidden, he feels that if he can eat the food here, it doesn't matter if his identity is revealed.

For fairness? That's the big deal, he won't rate this restaurant in the future, he believes that it will be rated by other people, and the taste is also properly rated.

As soon as the words fell, Pearson waited for the exclamation of everyone.

But after waiting for a while, there was only that moment of silence, and the next moment, there was a burst of laughter.

"What is Michelin? Can you eat it?" A man at the white dining table joked with a smile.

"What's wrong with Gourmet Agent?"

"Do you think this restaurant needs to be number one in Michelin?"

A few words made Pearson instantly confused.

He never expected that this group of people would not buy it when the name of Michelin was brought out!

Fortunately, Liang Mengqi and the people at the member table didn't say anything, otherwise Pearson would really doubt life.

The people at the member table knew something about Michelin, especially Sun Ming and Wang Qiang, who gave this person a slightly strange look.

They know that getting a Michelin star rating can increase the reputation of the restaurant, and it is really a double gain of fame and fortune, but they don't have much, and they all feel that the owner of this restaurant cannot be judged by common sense. Michelin is in front of him. It really doesn't necessarily work.

On the other hand, Liang Mengqi's eyes lit up after hearing it, she got up quickly, and said:

"So you're a gourmet spy! Humph, why didn't you tell me earlier, I'll call you the boss!"

Liang Mengqi's words made Pearson much more comfortable, and made him feel his presence in this restaurant for the first time.

Not being ignored is always better.

Soon, Liang Mengqi walked to the second floor. When she stepped up the steps, she straightened her hair and felt a little nervous for a moment. (God-level dad..106106235)--( God-level dad)