Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 220 Man Han Lou

Feinan raised his hand and called the waiter.

"Hello, there is a wrong dish here. I ordered pan-fried foie gras, but it was duck liver. Please ask the kitchen to make a new one."

The products produced by this restaurant are still good. They have a bit of skill in seasoning and fire control, and they are barely enough to eat, but there are some problems with the materials.

After finally meeting a restaurant where they could eat, Feinan didn't say much, and just asked them to redo the job.

Not long after, the waiter brought up another pan-fried foie gras.

After cutting a piece and putting it in his mouth, Feinan only chewed it, then picked up the napkin with a frown and spit it out.

"Hello, please call your manager."

Feinan called the waiter again.

"OK, just a second."

The waiter turned around and called the manager. Salina dipped the corner of her mouth and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"It's still duck liver."

Feinan shook his head and pushed the plate over: "Try it? Is there a slight fishy smell?"

Salina cut a piece, put it in her mouth, and said with some doubts, "No?"

"Don't dip it in plum sauce."

Salina tried again before she nodded and said, "It seems to be a little bit."

At this time, the manager also came to the table and asked politely: "Hello, guest, what can I do for you?"

"I ordered pan-fried foie gras, but the one served was pan-fried duck liver. After I returned the dish, it was still duck liver. I would like to ask what's going on?"

The manager of the restaurant was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Sir, I think you may have misunderstood. The ingredients in our restaurant are all the freshest ingredients, because our chef Anthony is a French chef, and he has strict requirements on the ingredients. It is harsh, so ingredients like foie gras are airlifted directly from France..."

Feinan frowned and interrupted him: "You mean it's my problem?"

"Absolutely not."

The manager of the restaurant hurriedly said, "Well, let me change another one for you, is that okay?"

"Don't, you make me look like I'm looking for trouble on purpose."

Feinan shook his head and said, "Fatty gras is fatty gras, just specify it on the menu. Writing foie gras and passing it off as duck liver will ruin the brand."

The foie gras in French cuisine actually refers to "foie gras", which translates to the meaning of fatty liver, and does not specifically refer to foie gras or duck liver.

However, in terms of the quality of ingredients, duck liver is indeed slightly inferior to foie gras. Not only is the taste not so plump, but it also does not have that unique oily aroma. If it is not handled properly, it will have a faint fishy smell.

In fact, in Western restaurants of later generations, most of the foie gras is replaced by duck liver, because the growth cycle of duck liver is faster, the cost is lower, and not so many diners can tell the difference between the two .

If it was Feinan before, he wouldn't be so particular about it, but with this "emperor's tongue" state, the faint fishy smell in the duck liver became much more prominent, which made him a little unbearable.

Hearing Feinan's words, the restaurant manager's smile froze, he bowed his body and said, "Sir, I can return the food for you, but I still want to make it clear to you that our restaurant will never do anything that is shoddy." of."

Feinan smiled lightly and didn't say much.He didn't bother to argue with the manager, he just handed him the menu and said, "Then help me replace the foie gras in the appetizer with ham."

When the restaurant manager heard this, his smile became even stiffer. Feinan's move clearly showed that he didn't trust their products.

But since the guest requested this, he couldn't say anything, so he could only ask the waiter to go to the kitchen to inform him to change the dishes.

The manager and the waiter left, and the guests at the next table who saw this not far away suddenly said hello: "My friend, are you good at eating?"

Feinan heard this and looked over, but a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was talking to him.

"It's okay, it's just a bit tricky."

The man laughed and got up and came to the table, and handed him a business card: "My name is Long Kunbao, and I am the boss of Lu Yulou."

Long Kunbao?
Feinan took the business card and sized him up. Isn't this the Master Long from "The Full Feast"?
I looked at the system panel, but the plot line was not triggered, which seemed to be due to the lack of key locations.

Long Kunbao sighed and said: "The products of this restaurant are indeed not as good as before. I also heard some friends mention it to me, so I came to see it for myself. I didn't expect them to go so far and use such low-level methods .”

"President of the Xiang-Hong Kong Culinary Association? If you have the opportunity, you must try Master Long's cooking."

"It's all peers showing love."

Long Kunbao glanced at Salina, and said tactfully, "I just want to get acquainted, so I won't disturb your meal."

"Everyone is a delicious person, so we can communicate more when we have time."

Long Kun paid the bill and left. Feinan looked at his back thoughtfully.

"waiter, Bill please!"

Feinan called the waiter and paid the bill directly.

"The food hasn't been served yet!"

Salina was puzzled.

"I'll take you to eat better."

Feinan pulled her up, got in the car, and drove towards Wan Chai.

Parked the car by the side of the road, Salina looked at the building in front of her, smiled and said, "You mean the Manhan Building?"

"You know this place?"

"Of course, Manhan Tower is very famous. The Sichuan cuisine here is very authentic, and the Cantonese cuisine is the most authentic."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Entering the lobby, the atmosphere of the Chinese restaurant is always much more lively than that of the Western restaurant.

"Hello, what do you two want to eat?"

The waiter led them to their seats, and Feinan asked, "Is Master Ou there?"

"He's in the back kitchen."

"Can you take me to meet him?"

"This... ok!"

Guided by the waiter, Feinan came to the back kitchen.

Ou Zhaofeng was at the side of the pot with his hands behind his back, instructing the chef to cook. Seeing that the waiter brought a guest in, he greeted him suspiciously.

"Master Ou, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Feinan reached out his hand, shook hands with him, and looked at the system panel.

Ok?And no prompt popped up.

Shouldn't it be over too?

Feinan hurriedly asked the system: Why didn't the plot line "Man Han Banquet" be triggered?
Answer: Zhao Gangsheng has not come to Manhanlou to study art yet, and the plot line has not yet started.

call!
Fortunately, it was not turned on.

"Sir, do we know each other?"

"My name is Feinan. I have known Master Ou's name for a long time, but I have never had the chance to meet him. This time I came here specially to taste Master Ou's craftsmanship."

Since the plot line hasn't started yet, let's fill up our stomachs first!

"Thank you very much, it's just the neighbors in the neighborhood who are supporting you."

Ou Zhaofeng said a few words politely, and asked with a smile, "What would Mr. Fei want to eat this time?"

Feinan thought for a while: "Then let's have a plate of dry fried beef and a plate of sweet and sour pork first!"

Ou Zhaofeng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, please wait outside."

After sending Feinan out, Ou Zhaofeng looked back at the kitchen and scolded, "Why are you standing there? Preparing the ingredients!"

The second chef muttered, "Come all the way here to eat low-end stuff like dry fried beef and sweet and sour pork? Is there a mistake?"

"It's been so long with me, and you don't even understand this?"

Ou Zhaofeng said with a straight face: "These two dishes are the most kung fu dishes. This Feinan is very good at eating them. I will cook them myself!"

(End of this chapter)