Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 112 Unqualified
"I think Chef Lu, you have misunderstood. I didn't say that the food you cook is as good as shit. It should be someone who provoked dissension and exaggerated. What I said was——"

Chen Huajiang frowned, couldn't help but glance at the female foreman, and then explained to Lu Daguang.

"Don't quibble with me, that little trick, put away the little trick!"

"How dare you say you didn't say my cooking was bad? Do you dare to swear on me!?"

Before Chen Huajiang finished speaking, Lu Daguang interrupted him arbitrarily. Lu Daguang waved his arms and slapped the dining table.

There was a bang, which shook the table so much that some soup splashed out.

He stared at Wang Ning with anger and disdain, and the employees behind him all rolled up their arms and sleeves with disdain.

"Don't mess around. If you really want to mess around, I won't be afraid of you."

"So what, as guests, we can't say whether the food is delicious or not?"

"I'm almost confused. We're not eating a king's meal, and we're not paying for it. How can we say whether the food is delicious or not? Isn't it allowed?"

Liang Long, Zhang Bao and others also stood up, looked at Lu Daguang and others and said angrily.

Just like Liang Long's words, he was also confused by the current situation. When did guests not be allowed to comment on the taste of the meal?
"Because you are not qualified to comment on the dishes made by me, Lu Daguang! Huh, do you really think you can be arrogant and domineering here with just a little money?"

Lu Daguang glanced at everyone with disdain, looked at Chen Huajiang, and said sarcastically: "I have cooked more dishes than you have eaten. What qualifications do you have to comment on the peacock soup I made? Who are you?" !?"

These words were so unceremonious that they even deprived Chen Huajiang of his qualifications to comment on dishes as a guest.

"Yes, you are also qualified to comment on Chef Lu's dishes? I'm laughing so hard."

"To tell you the truth, the relevant person in charge of the Forty-Nine City State Banquet Hall came to see Chef Lu the year before last and invited him to work at the Forty-Nine City State Banquet Hall. Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to comment on the dishes cooked by Chef Lu?"

"Which one of us eats here is either rich or expensive, there are businessmen from Hong Kong, relatives from around the corner, and big bosses from coastal areas. Which one doesn't know how to eat better than you? But which one of them doesn't talk about me Is the master cooking well? I think you are just looking for faults, maybe you don’t have the money to pay, so you deliberately find faults and want to eat Bawang’s meal."

Following Chef Lu's disdain, the employees behind him also became very arrogant. They all looked sarcastic and spoke with disdain.

This shocked Diplodocus and the others, not that they were afraid of these people.

It's the state banquet they mentioned. Being invited to be the chef of the state banquet is a supreme honor.

It can even be said that it represents the country's recognition of a certain chef's cooking skills. Under such circumstances, everyone is naturally frightened and feels that they are not qualified to comment on Chef Lu's cooking skills.

Zhang Bao and others looked at Chen Huajiang unknowingly. At this time, they did not dare to speak. They even blamed Chen Huajiang for showing off.

In their opinion, Chen Huajiang's previous comments were just for the sake of face, and his cool behavior was to show that he had seen the world.

The results of it?Now things are like this.

"What Chef Lu said is wrong. What achievements you have and how many dishes you have cooked are your business. But judging the quality of a dish is my business from the perspective of a diner. "

"First, these words are only limited to the private room, and are limited to a few of our acquaintances. Second, my comments were not transmitted outside, but the foreman among you became the mouthpiece. If you don't like it, you can ignore it, but there is no The qualifications shut me up. Third, it is every diner's right to evaluate whether an egg is delicious. It does not require the diner to be able to cook eggs, let alone lay eggs all the time."

Chen Huajiang glanced at them indifferently and said, his eyes finally falling on Lu Daguang's face.

Following his words, the expressions of the crowd became more and more disdainful, thinking that he had given up.Lu Daguang also curled his lips, reasoning is useless in such a situation, and to the current level of trouble, reasoning is showing weakness instead.

"You said that I am not qualified to comment on your dish? No, I am qualified. First of all, the carved flowers are very hip, the cucumbers are of different thicknesses, and the pepper rings are also of different sizes. Secondly, the soup is not blended evenly, and the thickness is different. Finally The tofu actually broke into pieces, and the feathers made of finely chopped tofu look like they are fooling people, it’s so insincere.”

Chen Huajiang pointed to the dishes on the table and pointed out the problems one by one.

Lu Daguang knew in his heart that there was something wrong with this dish, because he had no intention of cooking it today, and this dish was indeed just perfunctory.

Everyone is in bad shape and upset, and Lu Daguang is no exception.

He already understood that the young man in front of him was an expert and a gourmet, otherwise he would not have been able to point out the problem with his dish so clearly and accurately.

but--

Even if it was his perfunctory work, Lu Daguang didn't think the other party was qualified to accuse him.

"It's a joke, if everyone is as picky as you, who can dare to say that they can achieve perfection?"

"Boy, I still say the same thing, you are not qualified to comment on my cooking, you have no qualifications at all."

"What do you want to do--"

Lu Daguang continued to want to bully others, and planned to use the group of people in front of him today as a punching bag for his upset mood.

But before he finished speaking, Chen Huajiang had already taken a step forward, and with a swipe of his hand, he snatched the carving knife from a chef's hand.

Suddenly Lu Daguang turned blue with fright, and the chefs also became nervous.

"Put down the knife!"

"Don't mess around!"

"What a shame. You want to have a king's meal, but our chef exposes you. Not only does he not admit his mistake, but he also wants to play tricks on you?"

Each staff member looked at Chen Huajiang nervously, with a wary expression, and said loudly.

"Hua Jiang, don't mess around!"

"Boss Chen, there is no need to make this a trivial matter."

"Hurry up and put the knife down, it's not worth it."

Liang Long, Zhang Bao and others also became nervous and tried to comfort Chen Huajiang, thinking that the other party was angry and wanted to attack with a knife.

"Don't be nervous. I didn't take the knife to mess with him. To be honest, such a shameless, shameless chef is really not worth my hands."

"I took the knife just to tell him whether I was qualified to comment on his 'junk dishes'."

Chen Huajiang said indifferently, and the next moment, under the stunned eyes of everyone, he casually put the knife into a soup, stewed meatballs and radishes.

Then with a flick of the blade, a piece of soft and sticky white radish was picked up by Chen Huajiang, and flew into the air with the soup.

The white radish began to descend. Chen Huajiang's eyes were serious, and the carving knife in his right hand was turning rapidly, so fast that it brought layers of phantoms.

The carving knife descended simultaneously with the descent of the white radish, and Chen Huajiang's hand stopped in mid-air about ten centimeters away from the table.

He casually stretched the carving knife forward, and the white radish had been cut into layers of slices, as thin as cicada wings, crystal clear, and spirally built up layer by layer, like a spiral staircase spiraling upward.

(End of this chapter)