gourmet food

Chapter 635 Ma’s red oil soup dumplings

Sims had just finished one bun when he realized that his two secretaries had already eaten all the food in front of them.

And seeing the state of the two of them, they seemed to want to queue up and taste other delicacies.

However, I turned around and glanced at the queue behind me. It would take at least half an hour until they were in line.

"We'll leave when I finish eating, and we'll come back next time."

Sims was thinking about how to talk to Ma Fu about this matter for a while, and he had to go back and think about it, so he definitely wouldn't waste his time here.

The male secretary is British, and the female secretary is French. Although they have tasted food from many countries with Sims, it is the first time that they have tasted the taste not inferior to the top restaurant in such a small street shop.

After hearing Sims' decision, both of them had a look of regret in their eyes, but work was still more important than tasting delicious food.

Both of them secretly decided to come over after get off work in the evening, how could they wait until the next time Sims said.

Is it true that it will be done next time?

I still don’t know that the Year of the Monkey and the Horse are gone. These days, those who believe in these four words are either newcomers or stupid people.

So the two of them had no choice but to stand aside and smell the aroma that filled the room, accepting the cruel fate they were waiting for.

After finally waiting for Sims to finish eating, the acidity in the stomachs of both of them increased by unknown amounts. They watched Sims say a gentleman's farewell to Chu Yunfeng.

After the two went out, they looked back and said "see you in the evening" silently in their hearts.

As for whether the two of them will be able to eat at night, Chu Yunfeng probably doesn't know, anyway, he is only open until noon.

"That's an invitation from the Duke. It will greatly improve your reputation in Europe. Are you just going to refuse it?"

Mu Qing had already finished her breakfast and wanted to hear Chu Yunfeng's thoughts before leaving.

"What's the use of European fame? Have you forgotten what Orlando said before? If this old man sends someone to come to me, let me call him first.

I guess Orlando wanted to take revenge on the little old man through me, and I don’t know what kind of loss Orlando suffered at his hands. "

Chu Yunfeng shrugged indifferently. He was a Sichuan chef and had no feelings about becoming famous in Europe. Anyway, he would not go abroad if nothing happened.

How do those foreigners outside the country understand the essence of national cuisine?

"Two questions!" Mu Qing didn't agree with Chu Yunfeng's words, and shook her head to express her opinion.

"First, as far as I know, the little old man you are talking about, the Duke, seems to be only in his 30s this year, and the word "old man" doesn't seem to be related to him.

Second, don’t underestimate the issue of reputation in Europe. You must know that the judges of many international competitions are foreigners. If you want to gain status in the world, reputation is often indispensable.

You should consider this matter yourself, I am going to work. "

After Mu Qing expressed her opinion, she waved her hand and walked away, leaving Chu Yunfeng there to think seriously.

Doesn't the title "Duke" sound like someone old?

Is there anyone so young with the title of Duke?

But one thing Mu Qing said makes sense. Status in the world often depends on fame. However, in the case of Duke Dalton, he not only needs fame, but he also needs to get these "good things" together.

Orlando has already hinted like this, how can I still not understand what he is implying?

"Sorry, I have to go out for a while. I'll be back soon."

Chu Yunfeng took off his apron and hung it on the wall, then went out and chased Mu Qing, and soon caught up with her at the intersection.

"Huh~? You want to go to the hotel with me?"

Seeing Mu Qing get into the car, Chu Yunfeng also took advantage of the opportunity to get in.

"Beautiful translator, please help me!"

Chu Yunfeng took out his phone and shook it, and Mu Qing knew what he meant.

"For the sake of treating me to breakfast, I will help you."

Mu Qing knew that he was going to call Orlando, so she didn't continue joking with him. She had to do business first.

"Mr. Orlando, are you on the plane?"

After Chu Yunfeng greeted him, Mu Qing continued to translate.

"We're still on the way to the airport. Belle is going back with me. Oh, to be honest, the dishes you made the day before yesterday were really delicious."

As soon as Orlando saw that the call was from Chu Yunfeng, he couldn't stop talking about it, especially he was full of praise for the dish Nine Colors Tan Box.

"I'm honored that you like this dish. You still have a chance to have a banquet at the boutique. Do you need to use it up?"

As soon as Chu Yunfeng finished speaking, Orlando immediately responded: "No, no, no, it can't be used now. This opportunity is too rare. I will keep it for great use."

Hearing that Orlando cherished this banquet opportunity so much, Chu Yunfeng was very happy, and then he started to get to the point of this phone call.

"Duke Dalton's domestic spokesperson Sims approached me just now, but I didn't agree."

Just as Chu Yunfeng finished speaking, he heard Orlando getting anxious.

"Thank God, you didn't agree to him. This was a very wise choice, but it's wrong. Why did Sims come to you?

Oh~!I understand, it seems that Dalton guy hasn't responded yet, so let's wait a little longer.

Oh, by the way, let me tell you the whole story."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yunfeng and Mu Qing stared at each other, somewhat shocked by the news they received from Orlando.

After the two people came to their senses, their eyes flickered twice, and Chu Yunfeng asked tentatively: "Do you think this is reliable?"

Mu Qing blinked her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "No problem, I trust you.

By the way, Boss Chu, do you still need a translator?My English is pretty good! "

Chu Yunfeng rubbed Mu Qing's nose angrily and said, "No problem, I believe you."

After Chu Yunfeng returned to the first rank, he forgot about this matter. According to the information he just received, this matter cannot be rushed.

If Orlando's information is correct, this matter is really not that simple. If you want to get the maximum harvest, you must prepare for it.

Especially when it comes to cooking, the most expensive spices may not be used. Most people probably don’t dare to use spices of this quality now, right?
But let’s not talk about whether you dare to use it or not. Whether you can buy it or not is still a question.

Many people think that saffron is the most expensive spice in China. Saffron usually sells for more than 3 yuan per pound.

But I guess not many people know that there is also a very common spice that we often use in daily life, but its price can reach tens of thousands.

But the unit is two!

Instead of pounds!

It is said that there are products worth more than 50 yuan per catty on the market, but I have only heard of it and don’t know whether it is true or not.

Chu Yunfeng suppressed the heat in his heart and was already considering whether to contact Boss Wu first and ask him to help him inquire about it and make preparations in advance.

After returning to the store, Chu Yunfeng continued to be busy, but he was always thinking about going to England.

Orlando drew a big pie for himself, but it depends on whether he can eat it.

If the collection at Duke Dalton's is really as rich as he said, then it's hard to say that he has to put a lot of thought into it.

However, it may not be easy to pass Dalton's level, because Orlando told himself that he is a very stingy person.

Of course, this stinginess does not refer to his money, but to his own collection, which is like a Pixiu, the kind that can only get in but not get out.

So this is a bit difficult, and you really need to be well prepared.

"Dear boss, is this red oil dip specially prepared for me? Can I get two portions?"

Hearing someone calling him boss, Chu Yunfeng's thoughts were disrupted at once. He looked up and saw who was it not Ma Fu?
It's almost noon, and this guy doesn't know how long he's been here. There are a lot more people in line today than usual.

Chu Yunfeng made a casual gesture, and then took a cage of mushroom buns to him.

"Sims was here just now. He called me and said you rejected him? What exactly happened?
I asked around and found out that Duke Dalton has invited many chefs from Europe, including many Michelin three-star chefs. It is said that the competition is quite big. "

Ma Fu picked up the plate and looked at the steaming buns on it. He wanted to start tasting them right away, but he still wanted to hear Chu Yunfeng's thoughts first.

"Then you promised him yet?"

Chu Yunfeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Sims to contact Ma Fu.

Ma Fu picked up a plate of red oil, dipped it in water, put it to his nose and smelled it heavily. He said with enjoyment, "Not yet. I originally wanted to agree, but he told me that he had found you first, so I didn't." Interested."

"I heard that you are going back to Europe in the next few days?"

Chu Yunfeng did not answer immediately, but asked about Ma Fu's itinerary.

Ma Fu squeezed the steamed bun with his hand, then poked it with his little finger, a small hole appeared on the top, and the hot air from the meat began to pour out.

The aroma made Ma Fu's mouth water. Especially after seeing the small hole, he suddenly had a new creative way to eat it. He didn't even hear Chu Yunfeng's question to him.

"Huh~? What did you say?"

Ma Fu came back to his senses, took a chopstick from the kitchen counter and inserted it into the hole, poured the red oil dipped in the water into the small hole along the chopstick.
Chu Yunfeng was a little surprised by Ma Fu's approach. It seemed that this method looked good. He nodded slightly and repeated what he had just said.

"Yes, I have been in China for a long time. I have to go back and deal with some things."

After Ma Fu finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the bun filled with red oil and bit off half of it in one bite.

Then you could see Ma Fu's eyes shining brightly, and he immediately stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

"I'll go, you can still eat like this, I'll try it later, it looks good!"

"It seems really good. If you pour the red oil directly into the filling, the bun skin won't feel too greasy, and the fresh fragrance of the skin can neutralize the taste of the red oil. It's wonderful. !”

The people in the queue behind all discovered the beauty of Ma Fu's move. After thinking about it carefully, they all thought it was a wonderful way to eat, and they were ready to imitate it.

"Then just promise him and go to Dalton's place to help me detect the "firepower"."

Chu Yunfeng gave Ma Fu a look that was both understandable and unspeakable, and the word "firepower" made Ma Fu feel that there seemed to be some big action hidden behind it.

"Learn a bit, I'm an authentic Sichuanese when I eat red oil!"

Ma Fu was very happy when he saw everyone imitating his example. One sentence made everyone laugh.

He quickly thought about the meaning of Chu Yunfeng's words, then leaned sideways to Chu Yunfeng and asked in a low voice: "It's a secret mission, please tell me quickly."

"There are so many people and so many eyes. Come back soon after it closes at noon and we will discuss it in detail."

This matter couldn't be explained in one sentence or two, so Chu Yunfeng waited until after closing at noon to discuss it.

"No problem, I'll come over later and give me another meal."

Ma Fu said this more quietly, for fear of being heard.

"No problem, Baozi has enough!"

Chu Yunfeng also responded in a low voice, which immediately made Ma Fu ecstatic. He happily picked up the red oil, dipped it in water and plate and left.

Although there were only three buns left on the plate, Ma Fu didn't feel the lack of food at all like before. Instead, he ate it slowly and happily.

This is just an appetizer. I can eat to my heart's content in a while. I guess only myself can enjoy such a beautiful thing, right?

Ma Fu looked around, nodded triumphantly, and began to consider whether he should bring a table knife and cut up the buns filled with red oil to eat later.
"This is a horse-style red oil dumpling filled with soup. Please remember its inventor, Ma Fu!"

After finishing the meal in two or three bites, Ma Fu was ready to leave. Before leaving, he clapped his hands twice in the store to ask everyone to pay attention, and then informed him about the incident.

"Uncle Ma, hurry up and leave after eating, don't talk nonsense."

"Why didn't you say these were Ma's pan-fried buns?"

"How about you go to the kitchen and make steamed buns instead?"

"How can you be so capable?"

Ma Fu did not receive applause and recognition from everyone. Instead, he was ridiculed and scolded.

The store is full of pleasant atmosphere. Everyone knows that Ma Fu has a close relationship with Boss Chu, and his love of spicy food is also well known.

hey~!

You are still too young to understand the taste of this gentleman.
Ma Fu muttered silently in his heart, waved his hands and sleeves, and walked away gracefully.

In the morning, a passenger plane from the United States landed at Chengdu Airport. A middle-aged woman got off the plane, followed by a young female secretary.

The middle-aged woman is fashionably dressed, luxurious yet energetic, and judging from her face, her skin is particularly well maintained. At first glance, some people would believe her if she was 30 years old.

The female secretary who followed behind was dressed in black professional attire, with long hair shawl, carrying a briefcase and luggage in her hands. Even though she was wearing high heels, she could still keep up with the pace of the middle-aged woman.

"Chairman, the vehicle and hotel have been arranged. Do you want to go to the hotel to rest first?"

After the two left the station, the secretary approached and asked.

The middle-aged woman raised her wrist and looked at her watch. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Cancel the hotel you booked before. Book me a hotel at the Star Hotel. We will eat there at noon and evening."

"Ah~?!
But Mr. Qi has invited you to dinner at noon today, and the managers of each branch will also come over to report in the evening, and "

Before the secretary could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged woman: "All schedules for today are cancelled, that's it!"

The secretary originally wanted to say something, but when he saw that her attitude was very determined, this was the first time that he had seen her cancel an already scheduled trip.

Is there anything unique about this Star Hotel?

(End of this chapter)