"how?"

Lin Chu glanced at Mo Tianyuan with a smile, and he could taste it. Could it be that Mo Tianyuan made decades of dishes and couldn't taste it?

The taste of a top chef is far from ordinary people who can compare. They all say that three -pointers are doomed, and seven points depend on hard work, but they have to admit that those three points are really important.

"Your mouth is very stubborn."

Mo Tianyuan put down the chopsticks, "Even Zhu Ying didn't taste it."

"That's because she couldn't do it, and was confused by the taste of the sauce." Lin Chu smiled, ordinary people, even if they had eaten many times, sometimes the slight differences, it was difficult to taste it.

"Who do you learn from the kitchen?" Mo Tianyuan asked.

There is not a bit of cooking skills, even if the taste is sensitive, I can't eat this mouse catfish. There is a problem.

"Self -learning," Lin Chu shrugged. In a certain sense, he was really self -taught. After all, no one taught him what.

"There are talented people in the Jiangshan generation,"

Mo Tianyuan lamented, if he came to find the fault, he would not be polite, but Lin Chu had such talented talents, and he could only recognize it.

"Today, I would like to avoid you." Mo Tianyuan came out.

Just a meal, his chef can still be the master. If Xiao Zhuying doesn't want to be relieved, he is a big deal.

"No, I don't get money,"

Lin Chu waved his hand, "If you are really attentive, just give me another squirrel catfish."

He has eaten, and he hasn't reached the place where others need to be exempted, not to mention this matter, it's not wrong.

"Okay," Mo Tianyuan nodded, and then pushed the door out.

"Uncle Mo, how about?"

Xiao Zhuying, who was still waiting outside the door, saw that Mo Tianyuan came out and hurriedly greeted him. She still knew some of the uncle Mo’s temper. It can be said that it was very hot.

I do.

"Good boy, his mouth is more loud than your grandpa." Mo Tianyuan snorted coldly, but the smile on his face could be seen that he was not so angry.

"Is there really a problem?" Xiao Zhuying's eyes flashed an incredible touch. She had eaten several times in the squirrel catfish, and she really didn't think there was any problem.

And when he heard me, Mo Tianyuan's face was also sinking, "How does this fish come from? Or is it the original fish?"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Old!" Mo Tianyuan snorted coldly, and a touch of anger flashed on his face, "It's embarrassing to make my face."

"The fish is old? Can this be tasted?" Xiao Zhuying stunned, she didn't think about it at all.

Mo Tianyuan shook his head, "You can't taste it, it does not mean that others can't taste it. The little guy’s cooking skills should not be bad."

"He really does?" Xiao Zhuying said in surprise.

There are a few men who can cook? It is good to make ordinary dishes. Squirrel catfish is the top ten famous dishes in Jiangsu. How many can be made?

This level?

"pretty close,"

Mo Tianyuan nodded and lived for so many years. He saw that people's eyesight is still quite accurate.

"Fish, you handle it, I also promised to give people a copy of the family." Mo Tianyuan hummed and walked downstairs.

"Sister Xiao ..."

"Check it, how did this cinnamon come from today?" Xiao Zhuying glanced at the maid, "Find out, tell me a sound."

The reputation of the bamboo forest is accumulated a little bit. The fish is old. It looks like a trivial matter, but it can be pressed down once or twice, and the number of times is more troublesome.

You know that you have come here to eat, that is not rich or expensive. It is not a trivial matter to make trouble. They have accumulated for so many years of reputation. If they are smashed all at once ...

"Mr. Lin, today's business is our mistake. I respect you a cup, which is a gift."

Xiao Zhuying pushed in the door, holding a wine glass in his hand, politely saying.

After speaking, when Lin Chu reacted, he raised the cup in his hand and drank it.

Although Xiao Zhuying is a woman, it is also a boldness that men should have with a few men.

"Sister Xiao is polite." Lin Chu smiled, but didn't say much, and he picked up his own cup from the table. Similarly, he drank the wine in the cup.

After a while of effort, a squirrel catfish replaced by Mo Tianyuan was sent by the maid. Compared to the last time, it seemed not to know why, but I don’t know why.

There are a little difference in taste.

Perhaps because of the top bag, the amount of dishes of the bamboo forest small restaurant is still sufficient. In addition, Mo Tianyuan also gave two dishes for free. There were more than a dozen people in one party.

After dinner, Lin Chu went to the front desk to pay. The little girl at the front desk said that this order was free, but he still found Xiao Zhuying and insisted on stuffing the money over.

Maybe Xiao Zhuying has his own way of life, but the same, Lin Chu also has the bottom line of being a man.

"The guy just now, I have said it is exempt from the bill. He still has to give money." Xiao Zhuying motioned to Mo Tianyuan to signal the payment page of the mobile phone.

In the past, she also gave a second -generation free order. Most of them were very happy. For them, a meal may not be a meal, but it was more important, but it was face.

"What is it? Don't you be happy to give money?" Mo Tianyuan asked with a smile.

"No, just feel, the guy is very strange." Xiao Zhuying's brows picked.

For so many years, she has not said that she has read countless people, but she has also dealt with many people, just like Lin Chu, there are really a few.

"It is said that those two generations have taught well, I think it is not as good as that little guy."

Mo Tianyuan shook his head and said with emotion, "Humidity, courtesy, forbearance, lingering, this is the gentleman's wind."

It may not be easy for the average person to arrange more than a dozen people, but for Lin Chu, it is not difficult. There are several tenants who retreated in the Lanhe Garden, and there are several houses left.

People go in, don't be too simple.

"You're responsible for taking care of them."

Lin Chu found a few keys from his pocket, handed it to Wu Xuan's hands, and then pulled out a card from his wallet. "There are 200,000 in this card, which is considered daily."

"Are you afraid of running with this money?" Wu Xuan played the card with the taste of the card.

200,000, that's not a small number.
Chapter completed!