Gourmet Food Supplier

In a small restaurant, if one could see Yuan Zhou cooking C the person at the bar counter would definitely be at the center of the table C of course, there were places where one could see everything and places where one couldn't see everything. As for the other places, if one could pay attention, one could still see bits and pieces of it. But if one didn't pay attention, one wouldn't be able to see anything.

Even old Huang definitely didn't notice.

He was imagining what kind of wine would be released at the exchange meeting tomorrow and how good the taste would be.

Not only had he never seen the five types of wine before, but he had even heard of their names before. They were completely different from what he had imagined. It was simply a form of enjoyment, especially for old Huang. It was double enjoyment.

The plants that had never been seen before, or perhaps only existed in legends, and the wonderful wine, were indeed double.

As Mr. Vulture was swimming in the sea of imagination, his rumbling stomach was awoken by a rich, delicious aroma.

He had only drunk a lot of wine and some desserts, but old Huang was not young, and his movements were not as Swift as those of master Wan's brew, who had been immersed in the store for a long time. Naturally, he had eaten less. He had only drunk half a catty of five kinds of wine, which showed how intense the battle was.

As soon as this strange aroma caught his nose, old Huang focused all his attention on it.

"I don't know who ordered it and what's the name of the dish. I want to order another serving." Old Huang muttered to himself.

He really couldn't hold it in. It was already too much for him to control his drool and not let it out of his mouth. He didn't have any extra energy to think about anything else.

When the dishes were placed in front of him, old Huang finally realized that they were the dishes he had ordered-crystal shrimp.

At this time, elder Huang was really a little surprised. As the number one dish in Shanghai, crystal shrimp was definitely a famous dish and was also a dish that many people knew.

It was almost as well-known as the stir-fried prawns in Guangdong and min provinces. Crystal prawns were born from stir-fried prawns, so naturally, they were even more well-known.

However, Mr. Huang could Pat his chest and guarantee that the crystal shrimp he had eaten before had never had such a wonderful fragrance. It was indeed fragrant, but it was the pure freshness of the shrimp mixed with some egg fragrance. But this indescribable, wonderful fragrance really attracted him and made him very confused.

"Crystal clear, like a Pearl. It's really of the highest quality." Mr. Vulture felt that he had been in a state of shock the entire day.

In the afternoon, he marveled at the wine and the desserts. In the evening, he marveled at the plate of prawns. He felt that he had lived for decades in vain. It was definitely not as exciting as today.

In the past, if someone had told old Huang how beautiful the shrimp were, he would have scoffed. They were just shrimp. River shrimp, sea shrimp, and Lake shrimp were just that. Other than the size and color, there was nothing beautiful about them. But now, the truth was in front of him, and he had to believe it.

It was beautiful and had a Light Red Transparent texture. The head and tail were connected, and the curve was just right. It was very natural, as if it was born with such an arc. There was no trace of force, it was all natural.

The pink and watery pearls were indeed as eye-catching as pearls. Other than the slight steam that indicated that they were indeed a dish and not a piece of art, they were definitely qualified to be put on display in a Museum.

He carefully picked up the one on the side with his chopsticks, afraid that his rough movements would ruin its overall beauty.

When the chopsticks touched the surface of the shrimp, they didn't feel soft. On the contrary, it was slightly elastic. When he put it in his mouth, the sweet taste immediately wrapped his entire mouth. When he bit it, it didn't make him feel that it was tough. On the contrary, it was very crisp and delicious.

As expected, it was moist and tasted quite good. It was different from the soft and crunchy texture of other shrimps, making people unable to stop eating it. One bite after another, it tasted like jelly beans, crunchy.

Mr. Vulture was also like a demon. His chopsticks danced like an Army of thousands. He ate as if he were fighting a war, and soon, not a drop was left.

"The crystal shrimp that I've been eating for so long in the past really doesn't live up to its name. Crystal shrimp can't be seen in the world when one is old. It's beautiful and delicious. I can eat three plates of it without eating." Old Huang was very satisfied with the taste of the shrimp.

Although he wasn't a chef, he could still distinguish the deliciousness of shrimps. After all, the difference was obvious.

After the prawns were finished, the next dish was the egg-fried rice. He had thought that the prawns were already the best, but he didn't expect that a bowl of egg-fried rice could also be so amazing.

Mr. Huang wondered if he had just gotten internet access. Otherwise, how could he be so ignorant? in the past, he had thought that it was good enough for a bowl of egg-fried rice to be stir-fried until each grain was clear. However, he didn't expect that there would always be a higher mountain. Even a simple egg-fried rice could be compared to a top-tier meal.

As for the following pickled and fresh dishes, they naturally made people want to order two more bowls to fill their stomachs. Therefore, old Huang couldn't escape the rule of ordering another dish, which was unique to the restaurant, so he ordered another dish before leaving.

His stomach couldn't stuff any more food. As for elder Wang and the others, they had already finished eating and were waiting for elder Huang outside.

After the meal, there was nothing to fight for. They didn't get a spot to drink today, so they could continue their friendship with old Huang. After all, he was a character who could exchange his views on wine. A plastic friendship was probably like this. If there was something to do, it would be Zhong Wuyan. If there was nothing to do, it would be Xia Yingchun.

The first day of the exchange meeting was very smooth, and everyone felt that they had gained a lot. It was not a wasted trip, so everyone was looking forward to the second day.

Except for one person, that was Dyas. This guy was lucky, but it was also good. He was from the bear Company and could benefit from it. For example, being able to participate in this alcohol conference and drink a lot of good Chinese alcohol would definitely be a profit. It was a good thing that even rich people couldn't imagine.

However, he was really unlucky. He had followed them to Taoxi road and found the residence of Mao Xiong and the others opposite master chef Restaurant. However, because he didn't know Chinese, he couldn't continue.

With the speed at which Wu Hai and Mao Xiong came out of the queue, one wouldn't be able to see clearly if they were a human or a ghost unless their eyes were sharp enough, let alone Diaz who was totally defenseless.

Therefore, when the line started to get longer and longer, Diaz still couldn't find hairy bear or Wu Hai. He couldn't find anyone to eat. He could only sigh with emotion at the quality of the line. Most importantly, he finally found an extremely unique acquaintance with his extraordinary eyesight when he was done collecting the number.

The 200-pound Qian hai, who was at the same table as him, had the same body size as his name. In the eyes of the Chinese people in Dyas, they were all different children.

Naturally, Diaz relied on his capabilities rather than his face to be able to become the person in charge of a large winery. Therefore, he slowly searched around and then saw Wu Hai and Mao Xiong walking into the restaurant quickly.

Some things were missed once they were missed, so Dyas was only fully awake when the conference started the next day.

The second day's wine was just as good as the first day 'S. Each of them was very tempting, but the time was really short. Soon, it was time for the last wine to be served.

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