Chapter 458 Are you kidding me?
Messages kept popping up on the phone screen, with dish names one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty dishes were listed.
Su Chen was overwhelmed by the dense list of dish names and quickly typed to interrupt.
"I can't make that many, eight dishes at most."
Considering that the other party is his old diner, Su Chen added, "The time can be relaxed, but the number of dishes is really limited."
The other party quickly replied: "Oh, it's okay, Boss Su! I just want to have the chance to eat these dishes you cook in the future."
It was followed by an expression of hands clasped together.
Su Chen couldn't help but laugh, thinking, does this guy think of himself as a wishing tree?
I want to make a wish for any dish so that I can eat it in the future.
He replied seriously, "Let's make eight dishes tomorrow. You can choose the eight you want most from the list. We can discuss the other dishes later when we have the chance."
Unexpectedly, the "carnivore" quickly replied: "Oh, I don't choose any of these. I accepted the group order money from a rich guy in the fan group, and he decides what to eat."
Su Chen happened to be drinking water from a cup, and when he saw the message sent by the other party, he almost spit it out.
He put down the cup, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked at himself in a state of confusion.
Could it be that this person is here just to tease me?
Just now he was excitedly and nonstop listing more than twenty dishes, as if he wanted to order all the dishes on the menu, but now he said he couldn't make a decision.
What surprised Su Chen even more was that this nice reservation form actually turned into a meal arrangement?
"Group order?"
He typed these two words in the dialog box, his heart full of suspicion.
The carnivore seemed to have been watching over his phone, and immediately sent a detailed explanation: "Boss Su, it's just a group of people placing an order together. If we split the bill, we can enjoy your cooking skills and share the cost of eating something good."
"This time, a wealthy man paid the lion's share of the bill, so he'll get to decide what to eat."
After reading this explanation, Su Chen couldn't help but be a little stunned.
He really didn't expect that these old customers would go to such great lengths and rack their brains to come up with such a clever trick just to eat the food he cooked. He had to admire them.
"Okay."
Su Chen replied, "Since the dishes will be decided tomorrow, we'll talk about it then. I'm ready at any time, just waiting for the menu to be finalized."
"Good~"
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At seven o'clock in the morning, the kitchen of Wutong Restaurant was already a busy and bustling scene.
Yang Lin, wearing a neat chef's uniform, stood at the door of the cold storage room, supervising the staff as they moved boxes of high-end ingredients into the kitchen.
The Alaskan king crab is as long as an adult's forearm.
The texture of Wagyu beef is clear and the marble pattern is even and fine.
The black abalone has a shiny black shell, and the grouper next to it has clear and bright eyes.
When the ingredients were almost delivered, Yang Lin put on clean gloves and checked the freshness of the ingredients one by one.
There is no doubt that these are all top-notch products, and some of them are so popular that many high-end restaurants have to go through a lot of trouble and rely on luck to order them.
But at this moment, the cooking table of Wutong Restaurant is piled with food.
As the head chef, Yang Lin has seen many good ingredients over the years, but this is the first time he has seen so many top-notch ingredients gathered in front of him.
As he inspected it, he couldn't help but feel a surge of envy or jealousy.
It is impossible for any excellent chef to remain indifferent when faced with such a batch of high-end ingredients.
Yang Lin took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and suppressed the complex emotions surging in his heart.
In a private room in the restaurant, several waiters in black suits, vests, white shirts and bow ties were carrying out the final preparations such as sanitation and environmental inspection.
The head waiter carefully checked the details of each seat arrangement in the private room.
The distance between the forks, the angles of the water and wine glasses, and for glass tableware, make sure there are no fingerprints or water stains on the surface.
"Mr. Hu is here in person today. Everyone, please be extremely alert and don't make any mistakes." The foreman raised his voice again and urged.
Several waiters nodded vigorously, and the glass and door creaked.
Around eight o'clock, Hong Yucheng and Hu Yuan arrived at Wutong Restaurant almost at the same time.
When the car door opened, both of them walked out of the car at the same time, with expressions of surprise on their faces.
"Mr. Hu, good morning." Hong Yucheng greeted.
"Mr. Hong, what a coincidence."
Hu Yuan responded with a smile.
The two of them had not agreed to come together in advance, it was just a coincidence.
Wutong Restaurant is a high-end French restaurant that has always paid attention to dress etiquette, so both of them were dressed more formally today.
The two walked towards the restaurant while talking.
The two waiters at the door quickly opened the door.
At the same time, Yang Lin, who was busy in the kitchen, received the news, hurriedly stopped his work, washed his hands, and walked out of the kitchen quickly.
"Brother Hu."
As soon as Yang Lin came out of the kitchen, he saw Hu Yuan and hurried forward to greet him, his eyes quickly scanning Hong Yucheng.
Hu Yuan smiled and introduced the two people: "Xiao Yang, this is Mr. Hong. We are an important customer today, so we must treat him well."
After saying that, he turned to Hong Yucheng and added, "Boss Hong, this is our Wutong's head chef, Yang Lin. He's a top graduate of Le Cordon Bleu in France. He's quite accomplished in cooking."
Yang Lin bowed slightly, "Hello, Mr. Hong, it's a great honor to serve you."
Hu Yuan patted Yang Lin's shoulder with satisfaction and continued to say to Hong Yucheng, "Don't underestimate Xiao Yang's youth. He turned down an invitation from a Michelin restaurant and returned to China to develop his career. Whether my Wutong Restaurant can become famous in the future depends entirely on him."
Hong Yucheng looked around the entire restaurant. There was a Le Cordon Bleu certificate hanging on the wall, and next to it were food magazine reviews.
"Mr. Hu has been in the catering industry for many years and has always had a sharp eye."
Hong Yucheng retracted his gaze and nodded with satisfaction. "Since you recommend it so strongly, I'll apply for a membership card today and come to try Chef Yang's cooking in the future."
Hong Yucheng has at least a dozen high-end restaurant membership cards like this, and basically each membership card has tens of thousands of yuan pre-deposited in it.
"Have the ingredients arrived?"
Hu Yuan turned and looked at Yang Lin.
After all, the quality and preparation of the ingredients are directly related to the quality of today's meal.
"Everything is here, Mr. Hu. I've arranged them properly according to category and freshness requirements. Every ingredient has been rigorously inspected to ensure optimal freshness and quality."
Yang Lin said, looking over Hu Yuan's shoulder towards the restaurant entrance, "Is Master Su not here yet?"
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(End of this chapter)
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