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Chapter 629 Return to Wang’s private kitchen

"But Wang's private dishes are only available by reservation, and now it's meal time..."

Due to various restrictions, Pan Xiaoman subconsciously felt that they would not be able to eat at Wang's private kitchen.

She remembered that Wang Ziqiang's place was a membership reservation system. Although Lu Ming and Wang Ziqiang had a good relationship, they didn't even have Wang Ziqiang's contact information.

"Unless we tell Senior Lu and let him say hello to Mr. Wang."

Chu Yue also thought of this.

But it’s debatable whether it’s worth asking Lu Ming to say hello just for tonight’s meal.

"Forget it, let's eat something else first.

Let me tell you in advance that I will go visit Mr. Wang tomorrow. "

Lin Ruyin was thinking so in her heart and was about to say it out.

unexpectedly.

Wang Lingling spoke first, holding up her phone and shaking it.

"Leave this matter to me! Don't bother Senior Lu!"

Wang Lingling immediately swiped her phone, found the name in the address book, and called it.

Everyone looked at her with some confusion.

Until, the call Wang Lingling dialed seemed to be answered.

"Hey! Grandpa Wang! I'm Lingling!"

As soon as they heard Wang Lingling's name, everyone couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

No one knew that Wang Lingling actually had Wang Ziqiang’s contact information, and she actually called Wang Ziqiang directly!

Involuntarily, everyone got closer.

I heard the voice coming from the mobile phone: "I know, Lingling! There are notes.

What's wrong?Did you encounter any problems when cooking? "

Wang Ziqiang's tone was filled with a kind smile. Do you hear this?It seems that he has a good relationship with Wang Lingling, and he still has some regular contact?
Moreover, Wang Ziqiang seemed to be busy in the kitchen at the moment. While busy, he took the time to answer Wang Lingling's call. From the background, he could hear the sounds of the stove igniting and the collision of spatulas.

"No, Grandpa Wang!! We are coming to Kyoto!
We wanted to go to your private restaurant for dinner, but we didn’t make a reservation! "

Wang Lingling said directly and naively, and Pan Xiaoman and Lin Ruyin couldn't help but pat their foreheads.

This silly sister...

I don't know how to speak politely. At least I should say that I am going to visit my elders.

Visit the elders first and have a meal by the way.

"what?!"

Wang Ziqiang seemed to be unable to hear clearly and was not sure.

Then the noise in the kitchen slowly decreased, and Wang Ziqiang seemed to have reached a quiet place.

He asked uncertainly: "You are in Kyoto and want to come over for dinner?"

"Yeah, yeah! But we don't have a reservation."

Wang Ziqiang's voice suddenly exploded: "Silly girl! Where are you, come quickly!

If you want to come for dinner, do you need to make a reservation?Come directly here, Grandpa Wang will do it for you!

What do you want to eat?I'll cook it for you first, and you can eat it when it comes. "

It could be heard that Wang Ziqiang was very surprised by Wang Lingling's arrival and couldn't wait to prepare the dishes.

"Yeah, thank you, Grandpa Wang!
There are four of us, Yinyin, Yueyue, Xiaoman and I, we are here for a trip. "

"No problem! Mr. Lu isn't here, is he?"

"No, it's just us."

"..."

"Hmm... I want to eat big elbow with rock sugar, prawns, and sea cucumbers roasted with green onions." Wang Lingling chatted with Wang Ziqiang for a few words on the phone, and even directly announced the name of the dish without any politeness.

When she hung up the phone, she immediately noticed that her sisters were all looking at her.

"What's wrong?? The matter has been resolved. We can go to Grandpa Wang's place for dinner!!"

Wang Lingling was excited, not knowing why everyone was looking at her.

This issue is not what they are concerned about now, they have heard it all in this phone call.

Chu Yue was the first to ask: "Lingling, how come you have Mr. Wang's contact information?
And it sounds familiar to you? "

Wang Lingling didn't think twice and answered truthfully: "I asked Grandpa Wang for it before I left Kyoto last time. He is so good at cooking!"

As a national-level chef, Wang Ziqiang is an extremely powerful figure in the eyes of foodies like Wang Lingling.

"Later on, we occasionally contacted each other. When the master taught us how to cook, I would also ask Grandpa Wang for advice."

After hearing Wang Lingling's answer, Chu Yue, Pan Xiaoman and Lin Ruyin looked at each other. They really didn't know this.

In fact, there are deeper reasons for this, which even Wang Lingling herself doesn't know yet.

That is, Wang Ziqiang actually likes this little girl Wang Lingling very much.

First of all, as a chef, I naturally like people who love food. If the dishes I cook can be satisfied and eaten by others.

It is equivalent to being recognized, and you will feel very satisfied and happy.

Secondly, Wang Lingling is a very talented foodie with a very keen sense of taste and can be called a golden tongue.

The first time I ate at Wang's Private Kitchen, Wang Lingling was the only one who could tell the difference between the fried prawns.

Finally, there is Wang Lingling's character. Although she sometimes behaves naively, her core is simple, straightforward, and lively.

For Wang Ziqiang, who has never been married and has no children, Wang Lingling makes him feel like a granddaughter, and he can't help but love her very much.

Speaking of which, both of them have the surname Wang, and they are from the same family.

"What are you thinking about? Grandpa Wang is already cooking for us. Let's go over quickly."

Wang Lingling urged everyone to go out quickly.

"Oh good!"

Only then did everyone come to their senses and left the room.

I went to the front desk downstairs, called a hotel car, and went to Wang's private kitchen.

On the road.

After driving for a while, the driver of the hotel car finally couldn't help but asked with a Beijing movie accent.

"Are the girls here to travel?"

Before Wang Lingling and the others responded, the driver continued.

"What you are going to is Wang's Private Kitchen. That place is not accessible casually. Do you have a reservation?"

This is what the driver wants to remind you. As a native of Kyoto, he knows how high the threshold for Wang's private dishes is.

It's not like he has never encountered it before. Some tourists rushed there excitedly after seeing the reputation of Wang's Private Kitchen on the Internet, only to find out after they arrived that they couldn't get in without making a reservation.

So I kindly reminded you.

"Yes!" Wang Lingling responded: "Thank you, master."

After hearing this reply, the driver moved forward boldly.

At the same time, the chatterbox attribute also began to awaken, and he began to talk endlessly.

"Then you should have made a reservation a long time ago! Wang's private kitchen tables are limited, and there are not many people served every day. It is too difficult to arrange!
But it’s so delicious!Wang Guo’s chef’s skills are truly amazing!
I went there once a few years ago, and I still can’t forget the taste.

If you go, this trip to Kyoto will not be in vain! "

The driver kept praising Wang's private kitchen for how difficult it was to order and how good it was.

Wang Lingling covered her mouth and laughed behind her. She was very happy when someone praised Wang Ziqiang.

(End of this chapter)