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Chapter 20 I want to eat the chef's dishes

In the back of the garden, the hot kitchen has begun cooking in turn.

Even though there are many customers, the chefs are still cooking in an orderly manner, and the huge kitchen looks very clean and tidy.

The man in the windbreaker quickly locked his eyes on the blond old man at the kitchen door.

This person is Seen, the leader of the top ten international chefs and the imperial chef of the Queen of Ying Kingdom.

At this time, Sean was wearing a black chef's uniform, strictly guarding the taste of the dishes.

The man in the windbreaker walked over and coughed dryly, attracting Sean's attention.

He was so scared that his body trembled in a hurry and said excitedly: "Master Bailong, Emperor... Is he here?"

As one of the emperor's personal bodyguards, he will be seen wherever there is an emperor.

Bailong nodded: "You make two royal lunches right now, you should know the taste of the Great Emperor."

"I understand, but why do you have to make two?"

Sean wondered.

Royal lunch contains dozens of dishes, and almost no one can finish it at once.

"Because the lady is here too."

Bai Long replied coldly.

Upon hearing this, Sean's old eyes suddenly glared, and his whole body was filled with surprise: "The Emperor... is he married?"

Bai Zilong was a little impatient: "Stop talking nonsense, Madam is trying your skills for the first time, I hope she won't let her down."

"It is particularly important to note that the Emperor does not want to reveal his identity, so you should try to pretend that he doesn't know him."

Although Sean was puzzled, he nodded heavily: "Yes."

...In the box, Han Zheyu tasted the risotto at this time and tasted a sip of red wine with relish: "The three-star Michelin skill is really good, but it's a pity that some people will never be able to eat it in their lifetime."

As he said that, he pushed another risotto towards Qin Xueyue: "Yue'er, try it quickly, this is what I ordered for you."

Qin Xueyue looked down and replied faintly: "I don't have an appetite."

She was considering Li Yue’s feelings.

This made Han Zheyu feel a little embarrassed and slowly put down the spoon: "Do you still expect that country bumpkin to order you?"

At this time, Li Yue was still reading the menu, quietly not speaking.

"He probably can't even understand the words on the menu. He is born to be a soft-eating material, so why should you count on him?"

Han Zheyu said earnestly.

"People like him are not worthy of eating in this restaurant."

Han Zheyu couldn't help but contempt.

Qin Xueyue frowned: "Everyone is all friends, just having a meal. Are you so serious?"

Han Zheyu smiled. Maybe it was because Li Yue had just exposed it, and his tone was particularly impetuous: "Haha, he and I are not friends. I can afford to eat authentic French food. He can't even understand the menu. This is the difference."

At this moment, the door of the private room opened.

"Haha" sounded softly, and Sean walked in, followed by several waiters carrying a full meal.

There are all kinds of appetizers in the order of the authentic French food, placed in front of Li Yue and Qin Xueyue in sequence.

Han Zheyu was stunned when he saw this scene and stared at the dishes: "You... are wrong, we didn't order these dishes."

French-style fried fatty liver, black truffle chicken roll with sturgeon caviar! There are so many precious dishes, even the world's three major ingredients are available. The color and aroma alone make people salivate, which is a perfect match. It is a risotto that has been risotto several streets.

Sean had already prepared the draft and said decisively: "No mistake, these two are lucky guests selected by our restaurant, so we specially prepared two royal lunches."

Upon hearing this, Han Zheyu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he wanted him to pay the bill.

Then his face was overjoyed and he reached out to serve the food.

As a result, Sean stopped him and said seriously: "Sir, please take back your hand, this is not for you."

Han Zheyu swallowed: "What about mine?"

"Sorry, you're not drawn."

Sean said coldly.

To put it bluntly, Han Zheyu is not qualified to enjoy this kind of delicacy.

Royal lunch is a twelve dishes prepared by the Queen of Ying Kingdom, which would be great if he could give him a long eye.

Han Zheyu was not willing to be outdone and took out his credit card: "I have money! Isn't it okay to order one?"

"Okay, Yingguo official has announced the price of royal lunch, which costs about 300,000 US dollars per serving. Are you sure you want it?"

Sean sneered.

300,000 US dollars, which is more than 1.8 million Chinese coins.

Except for the international tycoons, who would spend one million and one million to have a meal?

Han Zheyu is even more impossible. He is just a top student and has no such courage at all.

Han Zheyu said for a moment, but when he saw the rich dishes in front of Li Yue, he said unconvincedly: "Why can that rusty bumpkin eat for free?"

The moment he said this, Sean's expression changed when he heard it, and his body trembled inadvertently.

This is the first time he heard someone dare to say that the Emperor is a local?

He was so bold! Sean was furious and scolded: "Shut up!"

Han Zheyu was shocked by the unknown. How could he bear such grievances as a genius who had been stolen since childhood? He felt like he was about to cry.

"You dare to yell at me?"

"I want to ask your boss and complain to you!"

Seeing this scene, Sean was angry and laughed, slowly took off the chef's clothes: "I am the boss."

At this time, Qin Xueyue looked up inadvertently, saw Sean's face clearly, and her pretty face was shocked and lost.

"Cook God Sean?

!”

She also pays attention to some food information. She sees Sean in food magazines all year round, so it is naturally easy to distinguish Sean's appearance.

Sean nodded politely and admitted.

Han Zheyu was already dumbfounded at this time, sitting in a daze in his seat, trembling with his lips: "I..." He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a quarrel with the chef god just now.

Sean: "I just heard you're going to complain to me?"

"No, no, no...you heard it wrong."

Han Zheyu admitted his guilt on the spot and regretted it very much.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that the chef god Shin would come to deliver the food in person! Otherwise, he would not dare to talk nonsense if he gave him a hundred courages! Shin could not listen to what Han Zheyu said at this time, and he was determined to calm Li Yue's anger.

"Okay, you don't have to say anything more. Your order is exempt. Get out of my restaurant right away!"

Sean waved his hand and said domineeringly.

Han Zheyu felt a "knock" in his heart, and his only face was thrown to the ground, making him look particularly embarrassed.

Li Yue sat calmly next to Qin Xueyue from beginning to end, deeply stimulating Han Zheyu's fragile heart.

In his opinion, all this was caused by Li Yue. Even if he was driven away, he would still pull Li Yue! Han Zheyu immediately pointed at Li Yue and said, "I don't accept it! He should be the one who should be driven away! He still uses chopsticks to eat Western food?

It really affects the atmosphere of the restaurant.”

Sean looked over and saw that Li Yue was picking up food with chopsticks and ate Chinese food! But...why...what's wrong?

The menu he uses now is invented by Li Yue. Even if Li Yue holds it with his hands, he will never blame him! Then Sean rejected: "Eating is light and easy-going. Deliberately pretending to be stylish will only make you look even more useless."

"The most important thing is, who asked you to use risotto with red wine, don't you think it's terrible?"

Sean looked at the red wine next to him and said disgusted.
Chapter completed!
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