As an outsider, Xia Yu saw it very clearly.

He has tasted the dishes and can be rated as delicious.

Therefore, he could conclude that these three guys were obviously planning to cause trouble, no matter if it was extortion or other purposes, the motive was impure.

It’s just that middle-aged chefs have too little experience.

"If you say you are qualified, you are qualified? I only believe in the inspector of the Food Association!" The bald diner who was provoking trouble couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw that he was a boy with no hair.

"All right."

Xia Yu ignored this guy and brought the plate to two Chinese female tourists, blinked at them, and said in standard Mandarin: "Two ladies, please help me, try this dish, and tell you the most authentic comments."

"Oh, by the way, if you are satisfied, please speak out loud in English-"

Hearing Mandarin in a foreign country, and this kind of emergency occurred. The two female tourists woke up from a confused state, looked at each other, and nodded at the same time.

One held chopsticks and the other held a fork, each swallowed a piece of flat-cut beef. As he chewed it slowly, the unpalatable and painful expression did not appear. On the contrary, there was a little surprise.

The cute female tourist with round face put down her fork and said, "It's delicious!"

As she said that, she suddenly remembered Xia Yu's advice just now, and gave a thumbs up to repeat the words to the middle-aged chef in the restaurant, with a red face, "delicious!"

"tasty!

Another young lady also commented that although she was not as exaggerated as her companions, her surprise smile could not be fake.

The middle-aged chef of the restaurant was stunned, and the diners' eyes were flashing.

“Look…”

Xia Yu spread his hands, "These are two Chinese tourists. If you don't believe their evaluation, we can take the plate outside and find passers-by to comment."

"You can even call the food association to call people." Xia Yu looked at the troublemaker, with a faint sarcasm in his eyes. He pressed his hand on the chef's shoulder and kept signaling him to calm down.

The waiters cast admiration and respectful eyes on him.

Think clearly, be organized, and handle the phraoh.

It's hard to believe that this is a teenager.

"Do you think I dare not?"

The bald diner screamed, dialed quickly, then sneered, deliberately turning on the hands-free button, allowing the slow beep to come out.

Cold sweat slid down my forehead and from my chin.

The middle-aged chef stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to beg, and his hand on his shoulder was patted. Xia Yu gave the uncle a look signal, "Believe me!"

"Oh!" The middle-aged chef also gave up, collapsed his shoulders and his face was dark.

Xia Yu only had one comment on the performance of the middle-aged chef: anxious people will be confused.

On the one hand, this middle-aged chef is because he lacks experience and has a cowardly and excited personality, so he is easily exploited.

On the other hand, in this parallel space and time, the food association has a high status.

The current food association is basically controlled by Yuanyue graduates. The inspectors and judges are both professional chefs. The government only installs some officials handling daily affairs within the association.

Seriousness and rigor are the purpose of the Food Association.

No restaurant wants to be called "unqualified" by the inspector of the Food Association, which may be ordered to be suspended for rectification or even lose the chef's license. What's more, news was exposed by the food media, and public opinion was flooded with people. If the restaurant could not be opened or the chef could not be made, the livelihood would be completely cut off, which was cruel.

Therefore, Xia Yu understands the middle-aged chef.

On the contrary, he felt no disgust in his heart towards the guy who took advantage of the chef's weaknesses and bullied people with the food association.

The restaurant fell into a strange silence.

Shortly after dialing, the slow beep sound becomes a busy tone without signals.

Xia Yu's lips curled up. It was not surprising to the result. The bald diner called the complaint hotline of the Food Association at all. He could see clearly.

The middle-aged chef also reacted and opened his eyes angrily.

"you……"

The bald diner put away his cell phone and took a fierce look at the boy who destroyed their trap. He was very thick-skinned in this industry. Even if the trap was discovered, the group of people had no intention of leaving. Instead, they sat down with a careless and hooligan look.

"We are guests!" cried the bald diner, "When you pay, you are eligible to ask for a Western meal that suits your taste! Hurry up, bring another burgundy beef stew until we are satisfied!"

"Mean the taste? Haha, this is a popular restaurant, not a private custom-made restaurant... But I can agree to your request on your behalf."

Xia Yu aimed at the middle-aged chef who was sweating beside him, "Can you borrow your kitchen?"

The chef widened his eyes in disbelief, "You can cook?"

"Can you get a little bit."

"Burgundy red wine stewed beef is a Western food, do you know how to do it?" asked the middle-aged chef with a gentle and clean face.

“A little research.”

"Well……"

In normal times, the middle-aged chef would definitely refuse, but when he recalled the performance of the boy just now, he couldn't help but blush and decided to give the savior respect, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Come with me."

"Hello!"

The bald diner and his two strong men's accomplices shouted from behind, "Boy, you have thought it through clearly. If the dishes you cook fail, we will complain to the Food Association!"

The waiters in the restaurant gathered together and talked a lot, with confusion and concern on their faces.

"Oops!"

"The chef shouldn't have promised that boy."

"Our chef is Yuanyue's student. Although he has not graduated, he has the strength there. Why did he give up the kitchen to a teenager?"

The two Chinese ladies couldn't understand it. When they saw Xia Yu walking into the kitchen of the Western restaurant with his hands behind his back, they were stunned.

Back kitchen.

The interior is clean and tidy, giving people a refreshing feeling without greasiness.

"What do I call you?" asked the middle-aged chef.

"Xia Yu."

"I am Qiu Yingshu, please take care of me." The middle-aged chef said politely, which surprised the other two kitchen assistants.

"You go and prepare the stewed beef ingredients for 3 servings of Burgundy red wine!"

Chef Xia Zhiqiu greeted the two chefs. When he turned around, he saw Xia Yu carefully cleaning his hands in front of the sink. His expression seemed to be fasting, extremely pious, and he did not let go of any possible dirt.

Keeping your hands clean is a necessary etiquette for the chef.

Seeing this, Chef Xia Zhiqiu Mo Mingjian felt much more at ease and thought to himself: "Maybe he can give us a surprise?"

Help the kitchen move beef, striped bacon cubes and other auxiliary ingredients, such as large onions and carrots, to the kitchen counter and clean them.

"Go and prepare a exactly the same ingredients."

When Xia Yu was wearing an apron and a kitchen hat, he casually told the two chefs.
Chapter completed!