Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 39

Wang Yilei was too lazy to talk to this kind of Wang Dazhi, so she simply ignored it.

Wu Xuan sighed helplessly: "The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and Arhats is the most luxurious dish among Confucian cuisine. The raw materials are very expensive, and shark fin, sea cucumber, abalone, fish bones, fish maw, shrimp, asparagus, and ham are used as ingredients." "Eight Immortals", the chicken breast is chopped into mud and made into the shape of Luohan money, which is called "Luohan". After it is done, it is placed in a special round porcelain pot in all directions, which is very vivid. In the old Confucian mansion, this dish was served on the table When the gongs and operas are played, it is the finale."

"How expensive is that?"

"It's not very expensive, it's only more than 2000 yuan, which is more than 1000 yuan more expensive than the boiled cabbage just now."

"Ah! So expensive." Wang Dazhi blurted out.

"You treat me, if I don't order expensive ones, I will look down on you!"

Wang Dazhi cried with a sad face: "Order, order, just order the expensive ones, I'm not happy if I don't order the expensive ones."

"Waiter, bring me another Buddha jumping over the wall and eggplant xiǎng. Here are the four main dishes!" (鲞 xiǎng)

"What kind of vegetable is this eggplant?"

Wu Xuan suddenly laughed loudly: "Your question immediately shows your level of education. If you have nothing to do, you should read more books. This dish comes from "Dream of Red Mansions", and the recipe is told by Sister Feng. Diced eggplant with chicken breast meat and fragrant mushrooms, new bamboo shoots, mushrooms, five-spice dried fruits, dried fruits of various colors, cut into cubes, simmered in chicken broth, collected sesame oil, mixed with bad oil, and served in a porcelain jar Seal it tightly inside, take it out when you want to eat."

Wang Yilei was a little dazed, how could this Wu Xuan understand this traditional Chinese food? Could it be that he is a chef.

As everyone knows, when Wu Xuan was on a mission, he worked as a chef in an international luxury hotel for more than half a month, and he put a lot of effort into food, after all, he had to pretend to be a chef.

"For this cold dish, we want baby abalone in sake, hot spring goose in marinade, lettuce tower with pepper oil, chicken roll with mayonnaise, shrimp with wasabi salad, teal duck with ginseng in the rainforest, grilled silver cod in honey sauce, veal rib with lily and fresh asparagus, mango pudding , red bean rolls with coconut milk and tropical fresh fruits.”

The waiter was a little stunned, these dishes, Wu Xuan did not look at the menu and said it in one breath, in her eyes, the other party is definitely a gourmet, otherwise it would be impossible to have such professional ordering skills.

Even Wang Yilei and Wang Dazhi couldn't help being curious, what was Wu Xuan doing before?

Is it possible to be a food critic?

"We've finished ordering Chinese delicacies, so let's have some foreign ones. After all, our ancestors once said that foreigners serve China. This sentence tells us that foreigners' dishes are prepared for us to eat."

Wang Dazhi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This... Can we finish eating this much?"

"Is it important to eat enough or not to finish? The important thing is that we have to eat happily, otherwise it's not good for the foreign chefs in the hotel to be idle all day. Besides, accidental waste is also a kind of sentimentality. You have to be more open-minded. You Seeing those businessmen go out to discuss business, the order is billions of dollars, and the food on the dinner table can’t eat a few mouthfuls, so it’s not a waste. But the value of this meal is wasted, which is why they can do big business, but you can’t. "

"Dazhi, see if I'm right."

"Yes, that's right, it's the fucking first time I've heard such reasonable words."

"Then hurry up and write it down, I treat you as a friend, most people want to listen to me and have to charge."

Wang Dazhi felt that what Wu Xuan said was reasonable, so he didn't stop him, thinking that it was Wu Xuan who paid the bill, and he had a big backer on his side.

But he always felt that every time Wu Xuan ordered a dish, he was putting a burden on him, so that when Wu Xuan ordered the last dish, his eyelids twitched accordingly.

"Waiter, bring me six big Australian lobsters. Remember that they must be the biggest ones. If they are not the biggest ones, I won't eat them. If one lobster costs 999, then one person will get three, and then the gold-quality supreme abalone. One person will get five first. This abalone is so small that I can eat two in one bite."

Wu Xuan signaled to the waiter to finish ordering, and Wang Dazhi's hanging heart could finally relax.

Unexpectedly, the waiter asked, "Sir, would you like some drinks?"

He slapped his forehead, as if he had forgotten something important.

"Good reminder, good reminder."

"Just drink some wine, just in time to moisten your throat at noon."

The waiter handed over the drink list under Wang Dazhi's fierce eyes.

"Oh, there is still Remy Martin Louis XIII, and it's still in a limited-edition large bottle, only [-] one bottle, two bottles."

"Well, one bottle is enough." Wang Dazhi almost wanted to slip away, the cost...

Just two bottles of wine cost 12, plus this table of dishes can't be bought without tens of thousands.

If he was to pay for the money in the end, it would undoubtedly suck his blood dry!
Wang Dazhi was trying his best to suppress his anger, and kept telling himself: I have a backer, I have a backer, I didn't pay for the money.

"What are you thinking, Dazhi?"

"Oh, I didn't think about it." After speaking, Dazhi glanced outside the house.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Oh, yes, no, no."

When the dishes were slowly served, two bottles of Remy Martin Louis X were opened, and Wu Xuan poured a glass for each of the three.

"Come on, cheers, Dazhi and I are deeply in love, Yilei, you can just do what you want."

After finishing speaking, Wu Xuan raised his neck and swallowed dryly.

Wang Dazhi's hand holding the wine trembled, grandma, this is not drinking, this is drinking his blood!A glass of wine costs thousands of dollars.

No, he was drinking Wu Xuan's blood.

Wu Xuan smacked his lips: "It's indeed a good wine, it just tastes different from the 60 yuan Great Wall Dry Red."

"It must be different. There are several zeros between 60 and 60000."

Wu Xuan filled another cup again: "Do it!"

After drinking, he let out a long breath: "It's really good wine!"

Then it's time to perform. You are not polite at all, as if you are at your own home. You should eat and drink. It's a joy.

While eating, he greeted again and again: "Dazhi, eat, you are welcome."

Wang Dazhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and cursed in his heart: "I'm so fucking polite!"

After finishing speaking, he held a big lobster and gnawed on it. His posture was not inferior to Wu Xuan's. The two seemed to be fighting with each other. Let's see who eats faster.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's how it is."

At this time, two people walked in from the door of the private room. One of them was younger, about 30 years old, with red hair and a dragon tattooed on his arm.The other one is more stable, about 50 to [-] years old, but he is bald, and the few locks on his head can't cover his shiny forehead.

Wang Dazhi's friend wondered, didn't he ask himself to bring people here to eat, and talk about something by the way, why is this more enjoyable than anyone else's food!
(End of this chapter)