Quan Zhenguo also ordered: "Sit down obediently, and don't let the chef laugh at our Quan family and say we are ignorant!"
When Quan Qiao came to her senses, Zhen Qiaohui had already pulled her to the dining table.
She uttered a "huh".
"You sit in a row, respectful like elementary school students, and you think you have sense?"
"You!" Quan Zhenguo was so angry that his face turned blue.
Quan Qiao glanced at the people at the table again, "Isn't he just a Michelin chef? What's the big deal? It's like a dog barking at the sun."
After saying this, she walked towards the kitchen in a casual and unrestrained manner.
Everyone here:!
What did Quan Qiao say?
The Shu dog barks at the sun?
Quan Qiao actually dared to compare them to dogs!
And isn’t he a Michelin chef?
Has she ever seen such a casual and ordinary tone? Does she know what it means to be a Michelin chef?
Quan Jinrou hated Quan Qiao's condescending attitude the most. She dug her nails deep into her palms, but on the surface she spoke softly:
"My sister is probably just feeling uncomfortable and said it casually. Don't take it personally."
"No! Xiao Qiao'er is not feeling uncomfortable, she is just telling the truth!
What’s so great about a Michelin chef? He’s not as good as the noodles made by Xiao Qiaoer! ”
Quan Ran retorted directly, stared at Quan Jinrou, and followed Quan Qiao into the kitchen.
Quan Jinrou's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
Quan Ran, who once loved and cared for her, is now against him in every way?
What kind of magic potion has been poured into me?
The three brothers also looked at each other.
It seems that it is time to ask a master to exorcise the ghost.
But after Jing Quanqiao said that, they sat there feeling like something was not right with their bodies...
In the kitchen.
With the arrival of the Michelin chef, the Quan family renovated most of the kitchen.
There are dessert tables, Western food tables, etc.
A man who was 1.8 meters tall, with naturally silver hair and a pair of blue eyes was standing in front of the dessert counter, concentrating on making desserts.
It is Michelin's famous dessert, lemon mousse.
It is made of materials that most people cannot understand and looks like a lemon.
At first glance, it looks like there is a real lemon on the plate.
When Quan Qiao saw him, her brows furrowed.
This person was promoted to head chef so quickly?
When she was in the capital before, she remembered that he was just a handyman...
When the man heard the noise, his blue eyes glanced at Quan Qiao with displeasure.
When he saw it was Quan Qiao, his pupils suddenly constricted and his hands holding the tools trembled:
"Quan..." Sister.
Before he could utter the next word, Quan Qiao glanced at him coldly.
"Make your dessert."
"Oh... okay..."
The man remembered that she always liked to keep a low profile, and immediately suppressed his shock and admiration.
Quan Qiao walked to the stove and started the fire.
Quan Ran hurried in, selectively ignoring the Michelin chef, and walked up to Quan Qiao and asked enthusiastically:
"Xiao Qiao'er, what are you going to make today? Scallion oil noodles again? Do you need any help?"
“Scallion oil noodles!”
The blue-eyed man's eyes suddenly lit up and he was uncontrollably shocked.
Quan Ran frowned and looked at him.
Why would a F countryman who likes desserts and Western food get so excited when hearing about scallion oil noodles?
Quan Qiao glanced at the blue-eyed man with displeasure.
The blue-eyed man knew he was too excited and said quickly:
"I'm sorry, I was rude.
To be honest, scallion oil noodles was the first Xiaguo delicacy I had after coming to Xiaguo.
That unique fragrance has been deeply engraved in my mind and is hard to forget..."
Having said that, he tried to remain calm while looking at Quan Qiao and asked weakly:
"Miss, can you make scallion oil noodles? Could you please make me a bowl?"
"no!"
The words "strict and domineering" were suddenly uttered.
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