Gourmet Food Supplier

Everyone had a prediction value in their heart for everything they did. Moliere's prediction of Yuan Zhou's cooking skills was even higher than Chu Xiao 's.

It was one level, not half a level.

Moliere was very clear that Chu Xiao was not convinced by authority.

Chu Xiao's tone should be,"that's all."

However, when Chu Xiao talked about Yuan Zhou now, he said that Yuan Zhou was a very good chef.

Soon, Moliere did not have much time to think about it. After being led by Dean for a while, the two finally stood in the same line. They were lucky to be at the forefront of the second group.

"Phew ..." Moliere exhaled softly.

Moliere knew that they had to line up, so he was prepared for it. However, Dean's serious expression made the atmosphere very solemn, so it felt like they had completed a big task.

"Should I tell Yuna directly that I want to be her disciple, or should I be more tactful? It seems that Chinese people like to be more reserved, shouldn't we be too direct?" Moliere's mind was occupied with the purpose of this trip, so he didn't have much need for food.

At this moment, Moliere's spiritual needs were far greater than his physical needs.

After the first group of people entered the restaurant to eat, he and Dean stood at the entrance.

After that, he was lucky enough to witness Wu Hai's bold eating manner. Many Europeans and Americans ate very boldly, but there was always someone stronger among the strong.

"Gudong"

Mo liai swallowed."Won't you choke? can you taste it?" he asked.

He was just short of saying that if he ate like this, it would probably be in his stomach before his mouth touched it.

"Oh, are you talking about Wu? that's the normal eating speed. If you've seen him compete with others to eat, you wouldn't be so surprised." Dean said very calmly.

"Crow?" Moliere felt that the name and the person were a little familiar.

"Is that his girlfriend?" Moliere asked.

Although Dean was more familiar with master chef Restaurant, he was stumped by this question.

"Moliere didn't know you were such a busybody." Dean said.

"It's not gossip. It's that lady I know, stia. Anna stia's famous Gator Princess." Mo liai's tone was serious.

"Gator Princess?" Dean heard an unfamiliar name.

"It's mainly because her father is an Asian crocodile, a famous financial magnate. " Mo Li said sorrowfully.

Dean's eyes were filled with doubt. This was a blind spot in his knowledge.

"You know that in 2017, the chase Bank almost filed for bankruptcy, right?" Mo Li said sorrowfully.

Dean nodded. Even someone like him who didn't pay much attention to finance knew about this special incident. Since the chase Bank was established in 1799, it was the first time it almost went bankrupt.

"That lady's father was the one who almost destroyed Chase Bank, so the media called her the Gator Princess." "Whoever marries this lady is really stepping onto the top of the pyramid," Moliere said.

Dean could not help but take a few more glances at the bear. He did not expect the skinny lady to have such a background.

"The crow beside her is the hope of the European painting world. He's a regular." Dean introduced.

"The hope of the European painting world? It's him. " "That's right." Moliere nodded."In Chinese terms, these two are a perfect match."

"Burp" Wu Hai burped satisfyingly. He was considered to be full. Then, he lazily took Zhou Xi to pick up the plates and put them aside. He intended to give up the seat to others, with the hairy bear following closely behind.

Coincidentally, it was Dean and Moliere's turn next.

"Wu, did you eat well?" Dean asked with a smile.

He was also familiar with Wu Hai.

"You guys eat, I'm done." Wu Hai nodded his head casually and walked out with the hairy bear. Zhou Xi was the last one.

"Little Yanzi, my all-fish banquet can be served now." Dean said to su Ruoyan with a smile on his face. Then, he turned to Mo Li and said,""Mo ..."

Before he could finish, Moliere interrupted him,""Didn't we agree to call me Feng Ma in the future? remember that. " While saying that, he looked at Yuan Zhou who was carrying the dishes out with a face mask on.

"Fengma, order whatever you want to eat." Dean said directly.

His attention was now on the all-fish banquet that he was about to eat. Although he had eaten it twice, it was amazing each time.

Dean's inspiration for his new dish, the classic rofei fish, had come from the all-fish banquet, so he naturally had a special liking for it.

"Alright," he said. Mo liai nodded his head. He didn't dare to stare at Yuan Zhou all the time as it would be impolite. Thus, he picked up the menu and flipped through it.

Although Yuan Zhou had noticed that there were people looking at him, there were not too many people looking at him every day. He took a look and found it was Dean and a foreigner he didn't know. Then, he didn't care anymore.

"Although height is related to race, it also has a lot to do with diet. It's good for children to drink milk every day." Yuan Zhou looked at the conspicuous Moliere and was a little moved in his heart.

"I'll take these two. " Moliere was a little absent-minded, so he randomly ordered two dishes.

"Sweet and sour carp and sweet and sour tenderloin, right?" Su Ruoyan looked at the place mo liai was pointing at and confirmed.

"Eh? Mo ... Fengma, didn't you say that you don't eat fish?" Dean, who had been waiting for the dishes, said.

Moliere finally realized where he was pointing at. Although he didn't know Chinese, he could still recognize English. He couldn't change his mind, so he nodded and said,""Yes, these are the two dishes."

"I want to try the fish made by Yuan, can't I? Didn't you say to order anything?" Moliere found a valid reason for himself.

Dean shrugged with a slightly helpless expression. He turned around and waited for his dish.

Su Ruoyan noted down the menu and left.

The first dish to be served was Dean's dish. The first cold dish, winter clothes weaving brocade diligently, was already amazing enough just by looking at the plate presentation and cutting skills.

"What's this dish called? why does it look so good? only god-like cutting skills can do this." Moliere didn't want to stare at Yuan Zhou all the time for fear of leaving a bad impression, which wouldn't be good for him to acknowledge Yuan Zhou as his master. Therefore, he could only stare at Dean.

"This is my dish, a cold dish made of fish. You don't eat fish, so I'll wait for your dish." Dean directly scooped the food into his arms and used his chopsticks to pick up the food skillfully.

Dean's chopstick-using skills were already very exquisite. It was obvious that he had grown a lot after a few years of learning.

"You're so petty. " Moliere didn't smell it. Although he wanted to try it, he couldn't bring himself to.

Not long after, his first dish arrived. It was sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

Even before it was served, Moliere could already smell the overbearing sweet and sour taste, as well as a little bit of sesame. He could really smell it.

It was only when he placed it in front of him that he could see clearly that the orange-red meat strips were sprinkled with some white sesame seeds, which was very eye-catching. The thick orange-red sauce wrapped every tenderloin evenly. Even though they were fried, they seemed to be of the same size. Each tenderloin was neatly arranged on an oval white plate like wood.

"Why is it so fragrant? the sweet and sour taste is indeed appetizing, but this dish is especially fragrant. There's ketchup in it, but it doesn't seem to be pure ketchup. There's another sour taste. What is it?" Moliere didn't smell it for a moment.

Moliere picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Moliere didn't know how to use chopsticks in the past. He had only learned it by himself because he wanted to become a disciple and increase his bargaining chips. It was not good to learn it for a few days.

The aroma also attracted Dean's attention. Although he was envious of Moliere's dishes, two more dishes had been served for the all-fish banquet. He was busy eating his own food and did not have time to snatch it. He could only look at it enviously.

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