diskusbooks Chapter 160 Can he understand the ways of the world better than Brother Chen?
Chapter 160 Can he understand the ways of the world better than Brother Chen?
Inside the restaurant, where the aroma of "human touch" filled the air, the wooden doors creaked as diners came and went.
As the cheers of more than two hundred extras outside surged in, and the aroma of matsutake chicken soup, exuding wealth and elegance, burst through the crack in the door.
A subtle pause occurred in the atmosphere.
The old neighbors and die-hard fans who shared tables in the store unconsciously slowed down the pace of their chopsticks.
"Hey, did you hear that? Su Ang on the other side has really pulled out all the stops this time. I heard he even invited Master Zhou Benchang, who retired from the capital, to the main street."
"Zhou Benchang?! That's an incredible name! I've seen him on TV, and his name is on the signs of several ultra-luxury hotels in the south of the city! He's served some truly important people!"
Tsk tsk, they've even brought in a formal state banquet, no wonder the people in line are starting to turn back...
The chatter rose and fell around the wooden tables. Some hesitant travelers ate the loach in their bowls, but their eyes kept glancing outside.
"Pah!! What the hell is this 'Master of State Banquets'?! What's wrong with being a Master of State Banquets? Does he have three hands or two tongues? Does he think he's more of a sage than our Brother Chen, more knowledgeable about the ways of the world?! What a joke, you're dreaming!!"
At the square table by the window, Gao Zhiqiang shoved a mouthful of tender loach meat into his mouth, sweating profusely from the spiciness and panting heavily, while glaring at the food.
Those people who ran over there are truly blinded by greed!!
I'll put it this way: no one in the world can make loach to this extent.
Simmered until the bones are tender and so flavorful it makes your scalp tingle, you won't find another dish like this besides Brother Chen's!
That so-called Master Zhou outside, even if he uses old jade bowls and purple clay teapots to brew his nectar, is nothing but a soulless decoration in front of our tongues, which have been spoiled by Brother Chen!
"That's right!!" Kobayashi, who was currently scrambling the large leather bowl with no regard for his image, took a moment to lift his face and shout enthusiastically towards the kitchen:
"If you ask me, Brother Chen's cooking skills are truly 'a dragon among men'!!"
No matter how many millions those rich kids outside spend, or how many powerful figures they hire, in the end, they're not even worthy of washing pots for Brother Chen!
Those individual travelers who went back will definitely regret it terribly soon!
These words caused the remaining die-hard fans and old neighbors in the hall to burst into laughter, and their wavering vanished in an instant.
Standing behind the counter, Su Chen skillfully draped the rag over his shoulder and listened intently to the sounds around him.
His eyes narrowed slightly, but his face showed a strange expression. Instead of the awkwardness or fear he had shown when Su Ang used those capital "killer moves" at the beginning, he wore a strange, relaxed smile.
Zhou Benchang.
As the second young master of the Su Group, when he was still a young master in the Su family mansion, whenever the old man celebrated his birthday or when top business tycoons gathered, the elders in the family would naturally invite this self-important Chef Zhou to the private banquet to cook.
[State Banquet Matsutake and Jade Liquid Chicken]
Su Chen had eaten this dish at least ten times before.
Undeniably, Zhou Benchang's knife skills are exquisite to the extreme. He cuts the meat into shreds as thin as cotton thread, and his process of using an old jade bowl to hold the finest clear oil is meticulous to the core.
The taste was exquisite, high-class, and flawless.
But at this moment, Su Chen sniffed, smelling the hot and spicy aroma emanating from his own kitchen, as well as the rich, smoky scent of the firm, fresh loach meat.
Su Chen chuckled self-deprecatingly to himself and shook his head gently.
In my memory, Zhou Benchang's so-called orthodox craftsmanship within the red walls, beneath that unattainable and exquisite exterior, was nothing more than rigid rules for serving the masters.
Compared to the savory street food that Brother Chen Feng makes, which can revive even the dead with its scalding heat...
That so-called master of state banquets, the dishes he makes are simply far inferior to what Brother Chen makes!
"Brother Su Chen... Look outside, the dozen or so people who finally managed to gather in the last row, as soon as they heard the name 'Zhou Benchang,' they didn't even bother with their queue numbers anymore and ran to the next room. We couldn't stop them!"
"Should we...should we go out and explain things to everyone?"
Yuanyuan wiped the sweat from her forehead and anxiously approached the counter, her voice full of resentment.
"Why are you stopping them?"
Su Chen looked up through the window at the young figures rushing frantically towards Zhou Benchang, his voice calm and utterly unwavering:
"Yuanyuan, what Brother Zhiqiang and Xiaolin said just now makes the most sense."
When it comes to dining at a restaurant, it's all about what catches the eye and what tastes good.
These people... I can only say they don't know what's good for them.
Brother Chen only makes 100 servings a day, no more.
Since they think the loach outside tastes better than ours, let them go and eat their delicious 9.9 yuan food.
Let's leave the remaining portion for those old neighbors and die-hard fans who truly understand Brother Chen's cuisine and know its value. That's the only way to do justice to Brother Chen's food.
Su Chen didn't say anything to stop him, but turned around and pulled out several brand new, clean number cards from the wooden compartment and arranged them neatly.
However, looking at the grand spectacle of over two hundred extras creating a frenzy, and the constantly flashing headlights of Su Ang's black Mercedes-Benz...
Su Chen's dark eyes held a mixture of confusion and doubt.
In the past, Su Ang had always been a master of both digital private domains and capital lock-in in the business world, making ruthless moves and never stooping to such vulgar street performer tactics.
But this morning, after being "stabbed in the back" by Ah Hao, he's now resorting to such tactic...
"Su Ang...where has your former haughty arrogance gone?"
Su Chen silently cursed in his heart, his knuckles tracing the very edge of the wooden cabinet:
"We've exhausted all our methods, we're at our wits' end, we're out of options..."
Do you think that by inviting Zhou Benchang, who has such a high opinion of himself, to set up a show, you can crush Brother Chen Feng to death?
You have no idea what Brother Chen's skills are!! No matter how much money you throw at him... it's completely useless!!
Leaving behind his confident whisper, Su Chen abruptly turned around, stepped into the steaming kitchen, and shouted loudly at the man calmly tossing the wok:
"Brother Chen!! The braised loach with red peppers at table number ten outside is finished, and the guests are banging on the table and shouting for more rice!!"
If the food is ready... call me right away! We can't afford to fall behind on our numbers!
"Put the potstickers in the pan, don't worry about what's outside."
Chen Feng's hoarse voice was completely devoid of emotion.