Crazy, my blind date kidnapped me to get the certificate

Chapter 364
You know, fried prawns is also one of Wang Ziqiang’s specialty dishes, and he is very confident.

Moreover, other courtyards also ordered this dish. When he went to say hello and communicate just now, the people there didn't raise any issues with the dish and were very satisfied with it.

Why is there a little girl here who thinks her food is not as good as others?

It's not that Wang Ziqiang can't hear others say things like this to him, otherwise he wouldn't have the habit of communicating and asking questions.

With 50 years of experience as a chef, he has made the fried shrimp dish countless times and can make it with his eyes closed.

He is still a little proud. When he hears that he is not as good as others, he wants to listen to the other person's explanation and see who is doing better than him.

So Wang Ziqiang stopped and did not enter the room, preparing to listen to Wang Lingling's explanation.

"I...I don't know either, that's what I feel anyway..."

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Lingling still couldn't think of an answer to prove that Lu Ming's oil-fried prawns were the most delicious.

Therefore, she was a little frustrated, as if she was sulking at herself, feeling that it was her fault that she couldn't prove it.

Seeing her depressed look, Lu Ming couldn't bear it, and finally spoke.

“The oil-fried prawns here were a little too hot when the oil was put in the pan... so there were some flaws.

You may not be able to eat it, but Lingling is very powerful, so she can eat it, but she just doesn’t know why. "

Lu Ming explained to Wang Lingling and finally praised her.

After receiving Lu Ming's compliment, Wang Lingling suddenly changed from mourning to joy. Her little face was filled with joy and a hint of shyness, and she looked at Lu Ming with eyes full of happiness and admiration.

For her, Lu Ming not only stood up and spoke up for herself at the right time, but also said something she had never thought of.

"So that's how it is...!"

Wang Lingling felt that Lu Ming's words were like light, lighting up the fog in front of her eyes and making her suddenly enlightened.

It was immediately clear what was wrong with the plate of oil-fried prawns in front of me.

Wang Lingling has tasted Lu Ming's cooking skills, and coupled with his current professionalism, Lu Ming has simply become Wang Lingling's idol.

You know, foodies are generally little gourmets who can not only make delicious food by themselves, but also evaluate food from a professional and objective perspective.

But she seems to have no talent for cooking, and all she cooks are dark dishes. Now she can't even think of this difference.

"Isn't it?? Why don't I feel this way? This shrimp is obviously delicious!

It’s too mysterious. Can this be eaten? "

Lin Ruyin was the first to question what Lu Ming said. She didn't think there was anything wrong with the oil-fried prawns.

"You're not bragging, are you? Although I remember that the deep-fried prawns you made were delicious, but they were made by a national chef, so don't compare them with professionals."

They all heard Lisa say that the chef of Wang's private kitchen once prepared a national banquet, so he can also be called a national chef. With the aura, and he is a professional chef, Lu Ming is just an occasional chef. The boss of cooking.

It seemed that one could tell at a glance which one was strong and which one was weak in cooking, so naturally he didn't believe Lu Ming's words.

Hearing that Lin Ruyin had harmed Lu Ming, Lin Wan was unwilling and immediately expressed her support for Lu Ming.

"I believe my husband, he must have his reasons!"

Lin Wan is actually not as sensitive as Wang Lingling, so she can't tell the difference, but she also thinks Lu Ming's food tastes better.

Maybe it would be more delicious if it was made by my husband and filled with his love, right? !
And she knew that Lu Ming would not talk nonsense without any reason.

Lin Wan ended up restraining Lin Ruyin naturally, and Lin Ruyin didn't dare to argue anymore.

I could only mutter in a low voice: "This is the referee's next game. How can anyone say that their own dish is the best?"

Just as she was mumbling, a sudden voice came from outside the door. "sorry for disturbance……"

Everyone looked outside the door and saw Wang Ziqiang in a white Chinese chef uniform standing at the door.

"Excuse me, let me introduce myself. I am Wang Ziqiang, the chef here.

Um, first of all, let me say that I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. When I came here just now, I happened to hear you guys arguing about fried prawns..."

"Ah? Chef? Fried prawns? Did you hear that?!"

Lin Ruyin and Wang Lingling were shocked when they heard Wang Ziqiang's words, thinking that Wang Ziqiang had heard the bad things they said and came to pursue them.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, we don't have that intention..."

"Yes, yes, sir, the dishes you cook are delicious!"

"Mr. Wang, we don't understand much. We are just talking casually, don't mind."

"..."

The four of them panicked and apologized quickly. Anyway, it was really embarrassing for the owner to hear the bad things they said.

"no no!"

Wang Ziqiang quickly interrupted them: "I have a gracious request. Can I try your plate of fried prawns?!"

His attitude was very sincere, and he sincerely hoped that Lu Ming and the others would agree to what he did.

Because he just heard the explanation given by Lu Ming outside. The explanation was very professional and didn't sound like just talking casually, so he wanted to try it himself.

Let’s see if it is true that this plate of oil-fried prawns has such a problem as Lu Ming said.

Although he has decades of experience as a chef and has countless honors, he has never been arrogant. Instead, he has been humble and learning and progressing. This is why he has reached where he is today.

"Huh??! What the hell?"

Everyone was shocked by Wang Ziqiang's request.

Why did the chef come into their room to eat the food he cooked?
Only Lu Ming knew what Wang Ziqiang was doing. He nodded and said, "Yes, okay."

After receiving Lu Ming's permission, Wang Ziqiang stepped forward, picked up a pair of unused chopsticks, picked up a fried prawn, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Um?!!!"

Wang Ziqiang chewed his mouth, but his brows furrowed into a tight line, and he did not relax at all.

After a while, Wang Ziqiang put down his chopsticks and sighed heavily.

"Ugh……"

All eyes were on him.

Wang Ziqiang said slowly: "Sir, that's right...my shrimp does have these problems and it's not done well.

Thank you sir for pointing it out. To express your gratitude, I, Lao Wang, have invited me to have this meal today. "

Hearing Wang Ziqiang, the national chef, personally admit these problems, Lin Ruyin, Chu Yue, Pan Xiaoman and the others were all shocked and dumbfounded.

“The national chef himself has come out to recognize himself?!!!!”

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