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Chapter 37 Are you a Michelin star?

"Come on, I'll have a toast with some guests from faraway places. I wish you a happy time here, eat and drink well."

Yang Guanjun smiled and held up the wine.

His business was good today, and Zhang Wentao and others came too late, so he roasted all the unsold ones.

Thanks to Xie Zhiyao, he will support his brother.

After roasting, he took a glass of homemade wine, sat down, chatted with everyone, and then closed the stall.

Several girls smiled and clinked glasses with Yang Guanjun, and the men present, one by one, drank all the drinks without touching a drop.

"Well, why don't you drink alcohol? Why is the roast not good today, not to your liking?" Yang Guanjun was a little dissatisfied when he saw that the three elders were holding up drinks.

Zhang Wentao shook the mineral water in his hand with a smile, and said to Yang Guanjun: "I have a bad stomach, and the doctor won't let me touch alcohol."

"I ate too much, Brother Champion, I should vomit here when I drink too much later, and I will trouble you to clean it up then." Hu Youyu said.

"I..." Xie Zhiyao looked at Zhang Wentao and Hu Youyu speechlessly, and found that this kind of trivial matter was also calculated, so he said: "I want to drink the cherry wine made by my grandma, I am not used to you. "

"What?"

Yang Guanjun was stunned for a moment, thinking that you usually drink the wine here, but now you are not used to it?Who is this for.

"Yeah." When Xu Hongdou heard the cherry wine, he immediately smiled and said, "Then you go back and get it, I want to drink it too. Nana, let me tell you, the cherry wine made by Xie Grandma is very sweet, and you can also taste the barley taste."

"Ah?" Xie Zhiyao was confused, looked at Xu Hongdou, Nana and Damai, so he stood up and said, "Alright, wait for me for a while, I'll go back and get it."

He had just walked a few steps away when Xu Hongdou covered his mouth and smiled.

Nana, Damai, and Yang Guanjun also laughed happily, and gave Xu Hongdou a thumbs up.

In the presence, only Zhang Wentao, who was concentrating on eating skewers, and Hu Youyu, who was rubbing his stomach, didn't smile.

"By the way, Lao Hu, where did you take Zhang Wentao to play today?" After laughing for a while, Xu Hongdou asked Hu Youyu curiously.

"I went to Xizhou once, and then went to the fusion restaurant in the town for dinner." Hu Youyu looked at Xu Hongdou and asked himself, very happy. When he saw Xu Hongdou, he asked for WeChat several times, No, now that the other party took the initiative to talk to him, it was a zero breakthrough for him.

"Xizhou? Is it the Xizhou of Xizhou's papa?"

Xu Hongdou was a little curious. After she came here, she didn't play much. The main reason was that she was not very interested in artificial attractions, and she was lazy and liked to lie down.

"Well, thieves are unpalatable, don't go."

Hearing Xizhou Baba, Zhang Wentao couldn't help complaining.

"Where is it? I think it's delicious." After Nana finished speaking, she looked at Damai: "Have you tried it? What do you think?"

"I'm similar to Brother Wen Tao, I don't like it very much." Damai said timidly. Although she is socially afraid, she is an honest baby.

"That may be because you are not used to it. In fact, there are two types of Xizhou Baba, sweet and salty. Maybe what you ate today is not your favorite taste." Yang Guanjun explained.

Zhang Wentao thought about it, and it seemed that what he ate today was sweet, but this is all in the past, it doesn't matter.

Facts have proved that I am not alone who does not like to eat.

Seeing that everyone nodded approvingly, Yang Guanjun also felt that the people living in the small courtyard were very friendly, so he said: "The taste of this food varies from person to person, and it is difficult for everyone to adjust. It's like my skewers. , some people like to add more chili, some like to add more salt, and some don't like to add condiments. But I am flexible, and I cook it according to your taste when baking. Xizhou Baba is made in advance It’s baked, if you want to add less salt or something, it’s impossible for others to make it for you if it’s too late.”

"Hey, indeed." Xu Hongdou agrees with this point of view, and said: "Take our ZB as an example. The skewers we over there are for you to use a small stove. The store bakes them for you until they are almost cooked. I let you bake it, and let you put the condiments according to your own taste."

"Hongdou, are you from Shandong? ZB, I don't think you've heard of it." Hu Youyu laughed.

"Well, I'm from ZB. Our city is small and it's a third-tier city. It's next to Qingdao and Xuzhou. It's normal if you haven't heard of it." Xu Hongdou smiled.

Seeing that Nana, Damai, and Zhang Wentao were not surprised that Xu Hongdou was from ZB, Hu Youyu thought about it, maybe they talked about it when they had a meeting in the courtyard last time.

Yang Guanjun didn't know about him being there.

Thinking of BJ, Hu Youyu still longed to go there and try to break through himself, but he didn't have that confidence, so he said, "Then you are really good. You have worked hard in BJ for so many years by yourself."

"What am I? Zhang Wentao's home belongs to BJ, and the one of us who works in BJ is Bei Piao." Xu Hongdou laughed at himself. The place where he has worked so hard for so many years, the money he has worked so hard to praise, in the end I can't even afford a kitchen or even a toilet in that city, so it's a bit lonely to say.

"Understood, it's hard to do anything now. It's not easy for us in our hometown, and it's even more difficult for you in those first-tier cities. It's like us Ayao, who used to be an angel investor when he was in BJ, and his salary and bonus were not low. Now he's back. I have invested a lot in the past few years, and I haven’t seen any return money yet.”

After Yang Guanjun finished speaking, he shook his head.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively."

Xie Zhiyao, who came back in a hurry, held two bottles of cherry wine in his hand. Seeing that some people were chatting very noisy, he was afraid that they were talking about A Yuan, so he hurriedly asked.

"Scare me, I'm saying it's not easy for you." Yang Guanjun turned his head, looked at Xie Zhiyao and said.

"Here, Hongdou, the cherry wine you want, these two bottles belong to you."

When Xie Zhiyao heard that he wasn't talking about A Yuan, he felt relieved, and handed the cherry wine in his hand to Xu Hongdou, asking her to share it with Nana and Damai.

"Thank you." Seeing that Xu Hongdou poured a glass for herself, Damai continued the topic just now. She observed it specially just now, and Zhang Wentao was so focused on eating that he didn't even talk much.

Feeling that Zhang Wentao's sense of existence is too low, he asked, "Brother Wentao, do you live abroad like Sister Hongdou, feeling very aggrieved and uncomfortable?"

As soon as these words came out, the people present immediately turned their attention to Zhang Wentao, who shrugged while holding the meat skewers and said:
"When I first started studying, I was spending my family's money, so I had a hard time. But after graduating, I started working in a restaurant and got promoted little by little, so I didn't feel too much pressure."

"Rise up little by little? Do chefs have levels too?" Damai was a little curious.

"Of course there is. Don't you see that Michelin is divided into one star, two stars and three stars." Nana directly answered this question for Zhang Wentao. She has read a lot of books about cooking and has some understanding of this aspect.

"Actually, not only Michelin, but also many positions in the kitchen. The income of each position is different. It is similar to Xu Hongdou in the hotel. It also depends on the qualifications and years. Of course, the chef is more concerned about talent." Zhang Wentao nodded and added a little bit .

"Brother Wentao, your cooking is so delicious, it must be Michelin." Damai thought for a while. She didn't know much about catering, but she only felt that Zhang Wentao's cooking was delicious. If a few Michelin stars represent the quality of cooking If so, it must be Zhang Wentao who can make such delicious dishes.

"Barley, Michelin is very difficult." Xu Hongdou took a sip of kirsch and said, "You see, although our hotel is five-star, it is absolutely impossible to invite a Michelin chef."

After finishing speaking, Xu Hongdou thought of something, took out his mobile phone, found Xie Zhiyuan's phone number, and handed it to Xie Zhiyao.

Seeing that he had already called, Xie Zhiyao quickly hung up the phone and said: "No need to call, he turned off the phone, I just called on the way back, you are more like his sister."

Xu Hongdou shook his head: "I really want to explain it clearly to him. I really didn't say it. Hey, who are you talking about? It's really strange. knew."

"The walls in the village look quite thick, but they are actually leaking from all sides, so why keep it secret?" Yang Guanjun explained to Xu Hongdou that Yunmiao Village basically has no secrets at all.

Hu Youyu cracked his mouth and looked at Zhang Wentao. He felt that Zhang Wentao would be able to analyze this matter.

But according to his personality, he certainly wouldn't say much.

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