Self-cultivation of the Siheyuan God of War

Chapter 165

Master Zuo looked at the busy He Fan, but he was full of admiration in his heart, thankful that he found He Fan in front of him to help.

When I heard other people's evaluation of He Fan's cooking skills, I was somewhat disbelieving in my heart.

In my own impression, He Fan is just a silly brat, I didn't expect his culinary skills to develop so quickly to what it is today!
"Stupid Zhu! Your culinary skills are amazing! Even your master will find it difficult to reach your level now! It's really better than blue!"

He Fan felt very proud when he heard Master Zuo's admiration for his cooking skills, but thinking of his mentor, He Fan quickly shook his head and said, "I have some decent cooking skills now, but I still can't forget the master chef at that time." The scene of teaching me Sichuan cuisine, that feeling is something I will never be able to match!"

"Haha, you are quite humble!

But my old buddy, if he knew that you, an apprentice, now possess such high cooking skills, he would wake up laughing in his dreams! "Hearing He Fan's admiration for his master, Master Zuo felt very relieved for his old friend, and then said with emotion with a smile.

"But then again, your good cooking skills are really buried in a factory canteen like a rolling mill!

How about I introduce you to the State Banquet Hotel, where you can show your talents! "

For Master Zuo's proposal, if He Fan said he was not impressed, he would be lying!

We must know that every ideal chef will dream of becoming an imperial chef one day.

Being able to enter the State Banquet Hotel means becoming an official imperial chef, and Master Zuo is absolutely capable of introducing himself. The problem is that He Fan feels a little troublesome when he thinks that there are often foreign-related occasions.

When I was at the Beijing Hotel these days, I often heard that some foreign friends often made unnecessary misunderstandings because they did not adapt to the food culture of the motherland.

Although his English has reached the level of normal communication in his previous life and he can understand the complaints of these foreign friends, but He Fan dare not show it, he can only pretend to be deaf and dumb and wait for the arrival of the interpreter.

In terms of cooking skills, no matter what level I reach, I will not arouse suspicion from others, but He Fan, a cook who has not graduated from junior high school, suddenly communicates with foreigners in English. living.

"Let's forget it! Master Zuo's kindness, I appreciate it!
Once you enter the State Banquet Hotel, you will inevitably meet some foreigners, and I can't understand their foreign language. If there is a misunderstanding, it will be very troublesome! "He Fan thought about it, but still refused sadly.

Hearing He Fan's concerns, Master Zuo actually agrees. Although he has worked in the Capital Hotel for so many years, he still doesn't like dealing with foreigners who have different languages ​​and cultures.

At this moment, there was a sound of quarreling at the door of the kitchen. Hearing the babble of unfamiliar language, Master Zuo said with a wry smile, "Hey! Another foreign friend is looking for trouble!"

Master Zuo finished speaking with a wry smile at He Fan, and ran over to find out the situation. He Fan had already heard from the broken words that this troublesome foreigner wanted to eat Wellington steak!
What made He Fan depressed was, why did this foreigner go to the Chinese kitchen and clamor for western food?

The Capital Hotel also has a western food kitchen, so there is no need to torment yourself with these Chinese food chefs!

After the translator saw Master Zuo passing by, he also felt a headache, and he kept explaining the difference between Chinese food chefs and Western food chefs, but the foreigner still yelled regardless.

In this special age, it is very rare to meet such foreigners!

So they must have received the most preferential treatment in China, so Master Zuo and the translator could only keep explaining, and then Che Jilu kept talking.

After a while, Master Zuo ran back and explained to the puzzled He Fan, "This is an engineer from Italy. He insisted on eating Wellington steak. We explained that there is a difference between Chinese and Western food chefs, but he just didn't like it." clear!"

"It's not uncommon for an Italian to eat a British steak Wellington!

However, just let the translator take him to the western kitchen! He Fan said with a smile after hearing Master Zuo's detailed explanation.

"The head chef of the western food kitchen is not here today, and the other chefs dare not accept such difficult guests, so they have been wrangling here!
In fact, the western food kitchen had made a Wellington steak just now, but he was not satisfied! Hearing what He Fan said, Master Zuo explained with a wry smile.

"Hey! Listening to your tone, you also know Western food?"

"Eh? Yes! My dad is also a cook. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, I learned some western food from a foreigner, so I also know some superficial knowledge!" He Fan realized that he had said the wrong thing carelessly when he heard Master Zuo's doubts. He quickly pushed the matter to cheap father He Daqing.

Hearing He Fan's explanation, Master Zuo's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Great! Most of your cooking skills are figured out. Your Chinese cooking skills are so good, and you know Western food. I trust your Western food skills." It won't be bad to make!
Why don't you make some kind of steak Wellington!
Hurry up and send this indiscriminate guy away! "

Hearing Master Zuo's proposal, He Fan also wanted to show his hand, mainly because this Italian foreigner is too annoying!

If I can get rid of this product, that's what I want to see!

"Then how about I give it a try?" He Fan said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, try it boldly! Let's see if you, a Chinese chef with superb cooking skills, can satisfy this foreigner's stomach!" Hearing the hesitation in He Fan's words, Master Zuo said happily, and then ran straight away Go to the side of the foreigner and communicate with the translator.

Seeing that someone finally accepted his request, the foreigner stopped making trouble for no reason, and wobbled back to the restaurant like a victorious rooster.

Seeing the Wellington steak in front of him and smelling the tempting aroma, the foreigner widened his eyes in surprise, tried it nervously, and then exclaimed with great enjoyment, "It's delicious! It's great!

You guys actually lied to me, saying that there is a difference between Chinese food chefs and Western food chefs!
He even let me eat that unknown thing just now! "

Hearing the foreigner's praise, the interpreter was a little surprised, but soon smiled wryly again, the foreigner in front of him was really difficult!

"Mr. Translator, please help me invite the chef. I must personally thank him for allowing me to eat such delicious food!"

"Okay, Mr. Mario! Please wait a moment!" Hearing the foreigner's order, the interpreter was very excited, and finally got rid of this difficult guy, and couldn't help saying in surprise.

Looking at the surprised foreigner in front of him and listening to his compliments on his cooking skills, He Fan was very proud, but he had to pretend to be dumbfounded that he didn't understand at all, and then pretended to be at a loss to see Looking at the translation aside.

Seeing He Fan's bewildered look, maybe the foreigner also realized that he was talking to ducks, and then directly took out ten "huge sums" of one hundred dollars and handed them to He Fan boldly, "This is for you!" Your tip!"

The translator next to him widened his eyes in surprise, watching the foreigner's movements in disbelief, and then stammered the translator.

Not to mention the surprise of the translator, He Fan was also a little shocked. He has never seen such a generous tip in three lifetimes. The foreigner in front of him would not dare to be so arrogant even in his hometown in Italy!

Although He Fan was very moved by the huge tip, he shook his head and said to the translator with a smile, "Thank you for the gentleman's kindness for me. There is really no need to tip in our motherland!"

The interpreter was very shocked by He Fan's direct refusal, and then dutifully said to the foreigner interpreter.

But the foreigner in front of him was very stubborn and insisted on giving He Fan a tip as a reward.

At this moment, an old man dressed as a leader came over, and the translator immediately became excited when he saw the person coming, and quickly took the initiative to explain.

Hearing the interpreter's explanation, the elderly leader looked suspiciously at He Fan, and said with a smile, "Little comrade, since Mr. Mario insists on tipping you, you can accept it!"

He Fan explained with a wry smile when he heard the words of the strange leader in front of him, "We are not allowed to spend US dollars in our country either!
What do I need this tip for?

You will only get yourself into trouble!Might as well not! "

Hearing He Fan's helpless explanation, the elderly leader also laughed, and then suggested, "I signed my name on a dollar, and you can explain it when you spend the money or exchange it!

In this way, there will be nothing to worry about! "

He Fan said excitedly when he heard the senior leader's proposal, "Then I am very grateful to this leader!"

Although I was already a rich man when I traveled through the courtyard world for the first time, but now I am still penniless when I travel through the courtyard world for the second time. How could I not be moved and excited when facing such a huge sum of money.

"Hehe, after all, it's your own outstanding cooking skills that satisfy our foreign friends!

This is the reward you deserve! Hearing He Fan's words, the leader didn't take it seriously, but praised him instead.

(End of this chapter)