"I'm not afraid to tell you that every landmark restaurant in a national tourist spot will get a free interview with a Michelin restaurant.”
The Michelin restaurants in this world weren't as proud and aloof as Jiang Chen had been. They didn't appreciate Chinese food.
Its organization was more rigorous, its scale was larger, and the scope of the selection was larger and more precise. Not to mention the world-famous Chinese food, even small countries in Asia, South America, and Africa with their own food culture were included in the selection.
To put it simply.
The Michelin restaurants in this world had greater ambitions. They wanted to become the world's strongest food review organization.
On the other hand, their influence was relatively weak in China, where their economic ability was getting better and better. This did not match their strategic intentions, so China naturally became their focus.
hiss
Little Chang gasped.
He finally understood why his master was so anxious this time.
A landmark store and an exclusive interview with Michelin magazine. This was not only a chance to make a name for himself, but also a chance to make a fortune.
Thus, Little Chang patted his chest and promised,""Master, don't worry. I'll do my best to make the God of Cooking Restaurant famous.”
"Yes."
"Recently, a new shop has opened. Master can't leave, so I can only leave this matter to you.”
"You are Master's most trusted disciple. If you can grasp this opportunity, the position of head chef will still be handed to you in the future.”
The head chef began to paint a big picture for Little Chang.
Any rational person would not easily believe it, but did Xiao Chang have a brain?
No, he didn't.
Therefore, he carried it out without any regrets.
"The color of your osmanthus cake is even and consistent, and you can't taste the coarse grains. Moreover, the fragrance of the rice and osmanthus is perfectly fused.”
"In addition, the taste of your sugar is moderate. It's not too sweet to the point of being greasy, nor does it give people a faint feeling. It completely reflects the pure sweetness of sugar.”
Song Ming Lang was full of praises after tasting a piece of osmanthus cake.
When he looked at the table and was about to take another piece, he realized that the plate was empty. There was not even a single piece of cake left.
"You pig!"
Song Ming Lang was furious. If it wasn't for his legs being inconvenient, he would have already strangled Director Wang to death.
Director Wang gave Song Ming Lang a sidelong glance and asked,""Are you kidding me?"
"You…"
A mouthful of blood rushed to Song Minglang's throat.
As soon as he heard Jiang Chen had developed a new dish, he didn't care about the inconvenience of his legs. He urged Director Wang to bring him along.
In the end, he felt that his occupational disease had acted up, which led to his current frustration.
However, he was even more annoyed.
Helpless, Song Minglang could only request,""Chef Jiang, give me another plate.”
"Sorry, osmanthus cakes are limited.”
" I'll only provide one plate per person per day," Jiang Chen replied mercilessly.”
Song Ming Lang smiled proudly,"There are two of us, so we can have two plates. Please give us another plate."?”
" I'm sorry," Jiang Chen refused." We only provide 100 plates of osmanthus cakes every day. We've sold all of them today." If you want it, please come early tomorrow. I'm sorry for today.”
"Yes, yes!"
"Such delicious pastries are worth waiting for.”
Director Wang nodded and ate the last piece of osmanthus cake.
"Ah, we have to wait until tomorrow!"
"There were four of them, but you ate three!”
"You bastard, I'm going to strangle you to death!”
Song Ming Lang, who had the least resistance to food, went berserk and actually wanted to strangle Director Wang.
"Disabled person, behave yourself. You can't move your legs as you wish.”
Director Wang easily settled Song Ming Lang, saying,"It's just one more piece. Why do you have to be like this? Could it be that our 30 years of brotherhood can't even compare to a piece of osmanthus cake?”
"Indeed, we can't compare."
"Because we don't have any feelings for each other, so what's there to compare?" Song Ming Lang changed the topic.”
"You really have no humanity.”
"You only know now?"
"Uh, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you.”
"I should be the one saying this.”
This pair of old friends who had been together for many years were exchanging words with each other without any politeness.
"Boss Jiang!"
"Boss Jiang!"
Reporter Huang rushed in.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Chen had rarely seen Reporter Huang so anxious.
Reporter Huang ran in and immediately said,"They're stirring up trouble. Tianfu Delicacy has taken the initiative to stir up trouble.”
"Tianfu Delicacies?"
"Haven't they been taught a lesson enough?”
Old Hai and the other regular customers frowned.
They still remembered Little Chang's malicious criticism from before.
"The problem is that this time, they won't play dirty.”
"See for yourself!"
Reporter Huang was too lazy to waste his breath. He played the video he had taken from the radio station.
The video was an interview with the owner and head chef of Tianfu Cuisine.
The head chef made a few exquisite pastries for the reporters, photographers, and other staff members on the spot and made a gesture of inviting them in.
"It's delicious. This is the best cake I've ever eaten.”
"As expected of a chef from a three-star Michelin restaurant. Head Chef Dou's culinary skills are really amazing.”
"The amount of sugar and cream is just right. It's not greasy at all and not too sweet. Moreover, the combination of fruits increases the taste and brings a different kind of sweetness and sourness. It's really good.”
Everyone was full of praise for this pastry.
Meanwhile, the audience of the Chef God Restaurant was puzzled.
"Don't be nervous. The most infuriating thing is about to happen.”
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