Chapter 214

At the appointed time, Wang Cong had been waiting for Fang jueyu at the gate of Jiangnan bieyuan. Those reporters were really tenacious. They didn't mean to leave for so many days.

After a while, a young man in a windbreaker and sunglasses came out of the community. He took off his sunglasses and glanced at the group of reporters with a look.

The reporters took a close look at the young man, determined that it was not Fang jueyu, and then consciously made way.

After walking out of Jiangnan bieyuan, the young man went straight to an Aston Martin parked on the roadside.

"Who are you?" Wang Cong was still staring at the door of the community, thinking about how Fang jueyu could get out of the reporter's layers of encirclement and sneak out. The sudden sound of closing the door interrupted his thoughts.

"It's me!" The young man groped on his face, pulled pieces of flesh colored solid from his face, and restored Fang jueyu's handsome face.

"We should keep pace with the times. This ancient cosmetic technique combined with modern cosmetic technique is invincible!" Fang jueyu looked disdainfully at the group of reporters, "do you still want to block me? Wait for the next life! "

"Lao Fang, you are so good!" If Fang jueyu hadn't taken off his disguise, he wouldn't recognize Fang jueyu except for the sound.

"Haha, let's go. Don't say I don't give you face. Today, the richest man in the world is eating with you. If you were Bill Gates, you would have such an honor to donate naked." Fang jueyu joked.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down today!" Wang Cong was full of confidence. The chefs in that store were definitely better than Fang jueyu's personal chefs.

It seems that the location of this hotel is not in the downtown area of Jiangnan City, but in a rather remote alley. Wang Cong's Aston Martin stopped in front of a building that looks like an ancient inn.

Fang jueyu took a look. The clothes on the people coming in and out of here are quite ordinary in style, even simple to some retro. However, as long as you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that this ordinary and simple clothes do not belong to any brand at all, but are closer to hand sewing.

"Hey, this restaurant is not ordinary," Wang Cong smiled mysteriously. "Don't look at these people. They are all very big. They are all senior cadres or retired bosses of an enterprise."

"So powerful?" Fang jueyu was a little surprised. It seems that the owner of this restaurant is not small, or has great skills.

"This hotel is called linxianju. All the dishes here are cooked with ancient methods. The taste is definitely beyond your imagination."

"Isn't the price cheap?" Fang jueyu smiled.

"That's for sure. The owner of this hotel is very interesting. The price of those cadres coming here for dinner is almost as cheap as that of an ordinary canteen, but when others come here for dinner, the price is 100 times and 1000 times higher."

"Even the most common fried vegetables cost thousands!" Wang Cong said, "of course, if the world's richest man like you comes here for dinner, you won't pay attention to this money, right? Hahaha!"

"Then I really want to see if the food here is worth the price!" Fang jueyu smiled.

Fang jueyu followed Wang Cong into the so-called neighbor fairy house. Because there was an appointment, a waiter took them directly into an elegant room.

The dishes were ordered in advance. The two people sat for less than ten minutes and brought up one dish after another. In addition to the waiter, there was a man dressed by a cook.

"Huh? Or a trainer? " Fang jueyu felt some fluctuations of biological current from the young cook. It seems that he should be a master of dark strength.

"This fairy house is a little interesting." Fang jueyu smiled.

"Hello, two guests. I'm Zhou Bin, the two chefs today. My dishes are made through special methods, which will make you have an extraordinary experience." The cook named Zhou Bin introduced.

Zhou Bin's internal power doesn't come from any ancient martial family or ancient martial school. It's just some personal adventures. But he doesn't like fighting and killing. The only thing he is interested in is cooking.

Once, he found that cooking could be combined with his internal power. The food made by this method was more delicious, so he opened a restaurant called lingxianju in this place.

The chef of the whole hotel was taught by him. Because Fang jueyu is a special guest today, Zhou Bin specially prepared this table.

Wang Cong only came here for dinner once, and it was only cooked by other chefs. He didn't expect Fang jueyu to have such a big face, which shocked Zhou Bin, a boss who hasn't done it for guests in person for a long time. I think his craftsmanship should be more praised than those chefs?

Zhou Bin introduced the dishes one after another. Although these dishes are not special in terms of sales, the smell really makes people intoxicated.

The last braised bass is Zhou Bin's best dish. Wang Cong moved a chopstick. He was full of praise for the delicious fish and the fragrant soup.

Fang jueyu also had a big appetite. He took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. It tasted really good. To tell the truth, it was better than those chefs in his family.

If it were a few months ago, he would definitely give a very high evaluation, but since he learned some cooking skills with the Chinese leader, the braised bass is really impeccable in taste, but there is something missing.

"How about Mr. Fang?" Zhou Bin asked expectantly.

"It's OK, but it seems a little less lasting." Fang jueyu gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"The materials you use are very fresh and the heat is in place, but you don't have a heart, so this dish has a delicate taste, but it hasn't been perfect, or even failed."

Zhou Bin's face suddenly changed. Since he used this method to cook, even the picky diners praised his craft. He thought that his cooking could not find any problems, but in Fang jueyu's mouth, how could it become the power of failure?

Is it because Fang jueyu is the richest man in the world that his mouth is more noble than others? So it's more demanding?

"Has Mr. Fang ever tasted better than what I made?" Zhou Bin asked, suppressing his anger.

"That's certainly eaten, otherwise I wouldn't give such an evaluation." Fang jueyu smiled.

"I wonder where Mr. Fang ate it. Can you open my eyes?"

"Would you like to try it?" Fang jueyu stood up and said, "go to the kitchen!"

Zhou Bin was stunned. "Are you going to do it yourself?"

Fang jueyu nodded slightly, "yes, I think after tasting my dishes, Mr. Zhou can understand the difference between intention and non intention!"