"唔" The chunky man originally wanted to say something, but the entrance of the mussels, the delicious taste directly stimulated the tip of the tongue, and the wonderful taste rushed straight into his brain, instantly occupying all his thoughts.

"It's delicious." The short-skinned man is now full of these two words. Fortunately, the only remaining reason supports him not to show his face, but to restore the rigor of the chef.

“The mussels are soft and tender, and the delicious juicy meat is filled with the mouth, and it is accompanied by a tropical fruit-like taste. This taste is perfectly integrated with the saltiness of the sea.” The pudgy man is full of intoxication. The taste is fine.

“It's like the fruity aroma of mango and pineapple, plus the sweet and oily texture of the strong oak, which is wrapped around the tip of the tongue and combined with the delicious mussels. It is simply the taste of taste. "The short stout man still couldn't hold back, rubbed his eyes and looked happy.

Gourmet food has the magic that people forget together, so the premise of happiness is to satisfy the taste buds.

"Hey, how?" Ding Nan’s voice destroyed the expression that the chunky man enjoyed.

The short man was first stunned, then opened his eyes and looked at his new employer.

"So perfect, how do I pick the bones, but fortunately I have no foresight to challenge." The pudgy man was helpless, but there was no expression on his face.

"I asked you how? There is no room for thorns." Ding Nan asked again.

"It's not as good as Mr. Ding, then let's talk about it." The chunky man is still very embarrassed. When Ding Nan hasn't touched a dish, his eyes are bright, and he immediately said.

"Hey, when I don't know how delicious he is to cook, I want to be able to eat it and do what you want." Ding Nan said evilly.

No, Ding Nan is in Rongcheng where he can not know the craft of Yuanzhou, even if he has not eaten, listen to too much, what Chinese chefs hope in the future, or a model of the younger generation.

It’s like Jiang Yan, who he likes, and those who are in the same class as him, who are not eating it and are full of praise.

Can conquer the tongue of so many people who are used to eating delicious food, Yuanzhou's cooking is definitely not Dingnan, he can eat cat tired.

Therefore, in order to find a sigh, he can't eat naturally. This one is just for the sake of being able to sit here.

If I ate, I was conquered by the food, and I still found a fart, so he hoped that the new chef would be in front of him.

Anyway, if you don’t eat it, it’s just a blacklist. After looking for it, Dingnan didn’t plan to come back for the second time.

But it seems to be a failure, after all, the expression that this person has just revealed is not just a delicious word.

"Don't say that, no one is perfect, wait for me to taste again, look for it, always find it." The pudgy man always remembers that the person in front of him is an employer, comforting.

"That line, you are going to eat, today must find a point of inadequacy." Ding Nandao.

"Okay, I will do my best." The chunky man nodded again and then continued to eat the mussels in front of him.

Of course, when he turned back to his own side, he couldn't help but look at the dishes that Ding Nan was not prepared to move.

After forbearing and forbearing, I didn’t say that I helped him to eat together. After all, the temptation of food is still very big, let alone the dishes made by Yuanzhou, the temptation is even bigger.

The pudgy man who regretted it still resisted the urge and temptation to eat the mussels in front of him.

I don't know how Yuanzhou did it. The mussels are rich in water and rich in water but not hot. In the mouth, even the temperature is as cool as the French food. It tastes just right.

"Come on, oh." The pudgy man chewed hard, and this time he started using a spoon, and the bottom of the soup was picked up directly and eaten with mussels.

“咔嚓咔嚓” This is the taste of the chunky man chewing inside the chopped red onion. This red onion has brought a special aroma, which is soft after absorbing the aroma of butter and the freshness of mussels. The tenderness has a crispy taste and is very delicious.

"Hey, there is a special kind of aroma inside, which is also the kind of mussel meat." The chunky man squinted and ate.

“It tastes like the sun, and it has a slight wine smell. This is the white wine in the white mussels.” The chunky man continued: “I didn’t expect the white grapes after cooking to have such a charming taste. Not bad."

“It’s like the white wine of the Chardonnay variety that I drink locally in Australia. It’s a wonderful taste.” The chunky man said with emotion.

But at this time, the short-skinned man was shocked and tasted like Chardonnay in Australia? But this is a French-style white mussel, and it seems wrong with this variety of white wine.

"唰" the short-skinned man opened his eyes in an instant, and Ding Nan, who stared at him, was shocked.

"What's wrong." Ding Nan asked.

"I know!" said the chunky man with a look of excitement.

"Do you know what?" Ding Nan did not respond, and asked subconsciously.

"Knowing the loopholes in the chef's menu." The chunky man stared at Yuanzhou with a sigh of relief.

"Oh? Really? What is it." Ding Nan is also excited.

"This is still a big loophole. Haha, I didn't expect that Yuan's chef, who is known for his rigor, would make such a mistake. It is a pity." The chunky man was excited.

"Unfortunately, this French-style white wine mussel is delicious and can't save this mistake. No, or just because it is so delicious, it can't save this mistake." The chunky man said again and again.

"That's good, watch your performance." Ding Nan finished, immediately stretched his neck and shouted: "Yuan boss, you are not right, this dish made a fatal mistake."

"This guy is really noisy." This is the common idea of ​​all those who hear Ding Nan’s voice.

The next moment everyone began to wait for him to be towed away, but the unexpected Jiang Yan and Wu Hai did not act.

Although Yuanzhou does not need to explain anything, but stepping on the door to hit his face, it is natural to satisfy his wishes so that his face is swollen by Yuanzhou to leave.

Yes, as a senior diners in Yuanzhou store, it is so confident in Yuanzhou's cooking.

Yuanzhou, who has always been serious about cooking, really put down the dishes he just made, and walked straight.

However, Yuanzhou’s direct opening was not waiting for the confident and short-skinned man and the excited Dingnan opening.

"You want to ask why the French mussels use the white wine of the Australian Chardonnay variety." The sound of the Yuanzhou tablet passed through the mask.

"Amount, yes, this is not right. It should be made with the wine produced by the French local Saint-Emilion Manor." The short-skinned man was flustered by such a rush, but he still had a serious opening.

"Don't talk about the history of French white wine, just say that you should be Australian-Chinese, and the dishes are yours, you have to eat, this is to satisfy your taste, or the taste of everyone who comes to eat here. Yuanzhou said faintly.

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