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Chapter 137 Elites in the Chef World

"Yes!" Meng Yan nodded. She usually lives in the capital, but only when someone specially invited her, she went to the place to do a live food review event.

"This is not surprising. You don't know that the lychees used in our Yunqing Hotel to make lychee meat are not ordinary lychees on the market, but a newly cultivated fine lychees!"

"This fine lychee is as big as a fist, and the taste is extremely sweet and fragrant. Everyone who has eaten it will flock to it!" Su Xiaoyun said with a smile. Seeing Meng Yan's expression of disbelief, she took out her cell phone and found a photo that was taken but was handed to her: "Look, the customer took it when he was holding the lychees given by our hotel!"

Meng Yan took the phone before and looked at a beautiful woman in the phone, holding two huge lychees in her hand and placing them beside her face. Her whole face was almost blocked.

Su Xiaoyun opened another picture. A five or six-year-old child was holding a huge lychee in his hand, and raised it high above his head. The lychee was almost the size of his head.

Meng Yan was stunned for a while, and the food expert next to her was the same. She turned her head over and saw it, shocked.

"This...is this really a lychee?" Meng Yan murmured.

"Of course, our Yunqing Hotel's lychee meat is made of this top-quality lychee!"

"Then are there any such lychees now? Even if you can't eat lychees, I won't be in vain if you taste this lychees!" an old man with a gray beard asked.

"It's a pity that there is no more! The output of this kind of lychee is not high, otherwise our Yunqing Hotel would not have stopped supplying it!" Su Xiaoyun said with a smile.

"Oh! What a pity! What a pity!" After hearing this, the old man with white beard sighed again.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Mo is also a master in the food industry. He came from the capital from all over the world just to taste the lychee meat. You wouldn't just refuse him like this. If you don't have any inventory here, tell us the lychee planting place, and we will ask ourselves, maybe there will be still lychees that have not been picked!" At this moment, Zhao Guosheng said.

Hearing Zhao Guosheng say this, Old Mo and everyone's eyes lit up and they stared at Su Xiaoyun together.

Su Xiaoyun's whole face suddenly became cold. Damn bastard, he actually wanted to get my source of goods like this, don't even think about it.

Su Xiaoyun knew that this was Zhao Guosheng's conspiracy, and said to Mr. Mo with a smile: "Mr. Mo, this lychee is really gone, because this lychee was jointly cultivated by our Yunqing Hotel and the Agricultural Science Research Institute in other provinces. The first batch of experiments did not produce much, and the picking was also picked by the people from our Yunqing Hotel. They had already been picked half a month ago, but none of them were left behind!"

"Academics of other provinces?" Zhao Guosheng was a little confused when he heard this. If he was in the province, he could use his connections to check it out and get some supplies at that time.

But if you are out of sight, it is really beyond your reach and you don’t have to think about it.

"Hey! It's a big loss, it's a big loss. If I had known it, I would have come on the first day of hearing the news!" Old Mo said with his chest beating and stamping.

"Don't be excited, this lychee has been picked in a few years. When the lychees are ripe next year, I will send you a box of them as soon as possible!"

Su Xiaoyun said comfortingly. After saying that, he looked at Wang Hao who had already come not far away. The meaning was obviously that he was saying, "You will also have to provide me with it next year!"

After hearing this, Wang Hao was filled with black lines in his head and felt extremely depressed.

"Next year? Mr. Su, don't play tricks on me, old man, you must deliver it to me next year!"

"It must be! Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I'll invite you to come and eat lychee meat!"

"Okay, okay! One word is determined!"

Seeing that Mr. Mo no longer bothered about this and stabilized the situation, Su Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Su, I heard that your Yunqing Hotel not only has the famous dish of lychee meat, but the wild mushroom soup is also awesome. It tastes extremely delicious. There will be no goods today, right?" Zhao Guosheng spoke again when he saw that his previous plan failed.

"Haha, it seems that Boss Zhao is quite familiar with the dishes at our Yunqing Hotel. When did you come to my Yunqing Hotel for dinner? Why don't I have any impression of it!" Su Xiaoyun said sarcastically.

"It's not that I don't want to come, it's that the location of your hotel is too difficult to decide. I have found a lot of relationships but can't make it. I just listen to other people's 'legends'!"

Zhao Guosheng said complimentally, but in the last two words "Legends" increased the accent, obviously mocking Su Xiaoyun that your dishes are just legends, and they are just famous.

"Boss Zhao was joking. If you come to me, you still need to set up your seat? You all ran to my kitchen. I will ask the chef to make it for you now!" Su Xiaoyun replied.

"Okay, okay! But I'm embarrassed to just take action by the chefs of Yunqing Hotel. My Chinese Restaurant also brought several chefs here. Everyone made a few dishes and communicated with each other! I wonder if Mr. Su agrees?"

Finally, when Zhao Guosheng saw that he could no longer say anything from Su Xiaoyun, he would come to the scene and see who was the first to get better.

"Of course it's no problem!"

"Okay!" After Zhao Guosheng said that, he waved his hand, and a tall middle-aged man came up: "Mr. Su, this is the top chef Shen Tian, ​​the Grand Master Shen we just hired!"

"What? Shen Tian? Is Shen Tian who won the Chef Competition championship three times in a row?" Zhao Guosheng just finished introducing it, and someone exclaimed in surprise.

"That's right, it's him. I interviewed him during the last chef competition!"

"Lens! Lens!"

A reporter from Tsinghua University TV did not expect that he could meet only a few top chefs in China here, which was like he was injected with chicken blood.

"Shen Tian is not bad. Last time, the old man was a judge. I ate the abalone juice gua ginseng he made. The taste was extremely delicious. I have been savoring the old man for a long time, and I still remember the taste until now!" Old Mo looked at Shen Tian and said with a smile.

After saying that, Old Man Mo took the crowd over.

When Shen Tian saw Mr. Mo coming, he quickly said hello: "Long time no see Mr. Mo!"

"Haha! It's been a while, and my mouth is almost fading out!"

"Shen Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to appear on behalf of the Chinese Restaurant today. I was here to toast the market today to try the lychee meat that was blown to the sky. I saw it from the magic, but I didn't expect it to be so unexpected!"

A middle-aged food expert said unhappy. After saying that, he looked at Su Xiaoyun and the chef behind her with a lofty look. It seemed as if someone owed him 18 million yuan. He continued to speak: "But if you Shen Tianlai today, I won't be in vain. It will be up to you later!"

(End of this chapter)
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