Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 250 Good Cook
"Who is he? Why bother me?"

Ou Zhaofeng asked suspiciously.

"You come with me first."

Feinan pulled him aside and muttered for a long time.

Ou Zhaofeng's expression became dubious, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, they have followed me for a long time, and they will never betray me."

"Wealth touches people's hearts!"

Feinan said in a low voice, "Anyway, you should make mental preparations in advance."

"Boss, the customer is looking for you!"

The fat second chef ran over, holding a business card in his hand.

"Got it! What's the rush?"

Ou Zhaofeng scolded, took the business card and read: "Chairman of Chaofan Group? What is his background?"

He frowned and glared at the second chef, then nodded at Feinan, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward slowly.

"Brother Nan, is that Master Ou?"

Zhao Gangsheng leaned over to Fei Nan and asked, "Will he serve as a banquet for Manchurians?"

"Ah."

Fei Nan explained: "That bald head can do it too. He is the heir of the Niu School, and Master Ou is from the Zhao School."

"Why are chefs assigned factions?"

Zhao Gangsheng asked curiously: "Then which school makes the Manchu Banquet more delicious?"

"I haven't eaten it yet, how do I know?"

Zhao Gangsheng shook his head and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"over there."

Fei Nan pointed in a direction, and Zhao Gangsheng trotted over.

Master Ou chatted with Huang Rong for a few words, and Huang Rong passed him directly and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey! You can't just randomly enter the kitchen."

The second chef shouted after him, but was pushed aside.

The servant behind Huang Rong walked in front of him, pushing the waiters and diners away arbitrarily to make way for him.

Feinan was standing by the aisle. A follower stepped forward and pushed towards his chest, but he grabbed his wrist.

Feinan exerted a little force, and the servant let out a scream and almost fell to his knees.

Huang Rong frowned and looked at him, looked him up and down, squeezed out a smile, and said with a half smile: "Sir, we are going to the kitchen, please let me go."

"Is the place not spacious enough?"

Feinan raised his chin. He was a head taller than Huang Rong, obviously looking down from a height.

Huang Rong narrowed his eyes, smiled, and without saying a word, lowered his head and walked through the gap beside Feinan.

Seeing that the boss didn't speak a word, the followers were all listless, and walked past Feinan in a despondent manner one by one.

Feinan let go of his hand, and the follower covered his wrist, looked up at him, and followed quickly.

Are you good at nourishing your energy?There's no red mark on this?
Ou Zhaofeng stepped forward quickly and said: "Master Fei, you are right about virtue, that guy is really not a good person!"

"He is the heir of the Niu faction." Feinan said briefly.

"what?"

Ou Zhaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly understood Huang Rong's intentions, and couldn't help showing an angry look: "No wonder he asked about the banquet of the Han Dynasty! He is clearly here to provoke! I want to see what tricks he is going to play!"

As he spoke, he chased after him angrily, and followed into the kitchen.

On the other side, Zhao Gangsheng came out of the bathroom, followed by a young girl with dyed red hair and heavy makeup, and the two were chatting happily.

"Which language do you speak?"

"French!"

"Master Ou is really your old man? Then you let him take me as an apprentice, okay? I want to learn how to cook."

"Smoky, what's the point? Why do you want to learn how to cook?"

"My girl went to Canada, and I can only apply for a visa to find her if I become a chef."

"So infatuated? That must be pretty? Is it as pretty as me?"

"A hundred times more beautiful than you."

"I know why she's going to Canada."

"why?"

"Because you're a pig."

The girl shook her head and went aside. When Zhao Gangsheng saw Fei Nan, he hurried over.

"Where's Master Ou?"

"We went to the kitchen, let's go see the excitement too!"

Fei Nan walked towards the kitchen, followed by Zhao Gangsheng, and entered the kitchen, only to see that Huang Rong had already put on his apron standing in front of the stove.

The flames rose, the pots and spoons flew, and Huang Rong started to make his fried beef.

Fei Nan stood aside with his arms folded, while Zhao Gangsheng was dumbfounded.

"Is this cooking or a fire show?"

Hearing his muttering, Huang Rong looked sideways, let out a sneer from his nostrils, and dunked the roasted beef into the basin.

Smelling the smell of beef in the air, Feinan nodded secretly.

Regardless of his character, this Huang Rong's cooking skills are really good.

Stir-fry over high heat, put all kinds of ingredients into the pot, and after a while, the dry fried beef comes out of the pot.

Huang Rong took a pair of chopsticks, picked up one end of the rice noodles, and rolled them up, then rolled the noodles into rolls and placed them on another plate.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that he was making a plate for the rice noodles.

Drizzle sake on the plate of pho, Huang Rong lit it with a lighter, the flame rose, reflecting his face flickering, he smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: "Please try my crispy dry fried beef river. "

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and could not help but gather around.

"smell good!"

The third chef picked up a piece of rice noodles, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and couldn't help sighing.

Ou Zhaofeng also stepped forward to taste it, his complexion changed slightly.

"How about it?"

Feinan stepped forward to ask a question.

"Master Fei, come and have a taste."

Ou Zhaofeng stepped aside, Feinan stepped forward, picked up a piece of rice noodles, and put it into his mouth along with a piece of beef.

Raising his eyebrows, Feinan said with a smile, "Crispy skin and elastic teeth, the aroma of sake, the original flavor of beef, good work."

Huang Rong laughed triumphantly, crossed his arms, and the attendant at the side immediately praised him: "Of course, our boss has been traveling abroad for these years, and every time he goes to a place, he cooks for people to eat. Nobody said anything bad."

"Unfortunately……"

Feinan shook his head.

Huang Rong's complexion changed, and he asked sternly, "What's the pity?"

Feinan put down his chopsticks and said, "The most important thing for dry fried beef is the wok gas. To have the aroma of the wok gas, the temperature must be high enough. You spent a certain amount of time arranging the plate. It does look much better, but it also wears down. temperature."

"Although you use sake to reheat it, the water in the sake also infiltrates the pho, making the charred part of the pho soft, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"Humph! What do you know?"

Huang Rong squinted contemptuously and said, "Adhering to the so-called orthodox theory, how can Chinese food go global and international?"

"A dish is all about color, flavor and taste. I use a certain amount of wok gas loss in exchange for a more exquisite presentation and the unique aroma of sake. This kind of exchange is completely worthwhile, and it also takes care of the diners in Southeast Asia taste."

"What kind of a good chef is a chef who can only cook traditional dishes? A good chef should be able to innovate. This kind of crispy dry fried beef river that I improved can already enter the menu of the top restaurants in Hunan and Hong Kong." , do you think every dry fried beef must be like the one in the food stall?"

Huh?Didn't expect this guy to have such an opinion?
Feinan was a little surprised, but still shook his head: "You are wrong."

(End of this chapter)