Chapter 54

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Huo Mingwei some doubt, in the hand of chopsticks can't help but pick up a few pieces, mixed with soup sent to the entrance.

Hum!

Her indifferent expression disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of happiness.

The sweet bean slices spread the fragrance in her mouth, and the slightly spicy taste stimulated every cell in her mouth.

Greed.

Every cell seems to express this emotion.

More, more, more.

Huo Mingwei's chopsticks are getting faster and faster, mixed with the delicate emperor fried rice, almost to the point of wolfing down.

What's going on?

Why do I do this.

This strange question hovered in her mind, but the hand holding chopsticks just couldn't stop.

Sweep!

When the chopsticks extended to the plate again, Huo Mingwei was stunned. The plate was empty, even the emperor fried rice. The two plates were clean as if they had been washed.

No matter how difficult the situation is, she will remain absolutely elegant, but never thought that she would become so because of eating.

But she still felt that she was not satisfied, and even felt that these meals not only did not make her full, but also awakened her hunger cells.

She was even more hungry.

"Waiter, give me another emperor fried rice and mohai oasis." Huo Mingwei didn't even think about it, so she said to the waiter who just passed by.

Then she noticed the look in the eyes of the diners around her. It was empathy and take pleasure in other people's misfortune.

The expression on the waiter's face is also a little embarrassed, especially in the face of such a top beauty.

"Sorry, guest, our restaurant stipulates that all the dishes about Master Zhang Ye are limited. Each person is allowed only one meal, and it is not allowed to take out."

Her expression froze.

Ha ha!

All of a sudden, there are regular customers around laughing.

"Beauty, this is the unique rule of Master Zhang. Other chefs don't have it."

"That's right. I was suffocated when I came out at first. Just give me one. It's not enough to eat. "

"It's just horrible. It's inhuman."

"The elder brother is right. I think we should form an anti limited alliance to protest against hotels and safeguard our right to food."

Complaints are heard again, which has almost become a permanent project in the restaurant of Yunhai hotel recently.

Huo Mingwei didn't expect to be like this. She was stunned for several seconds before she came back to herself. She nodded and said, "well, give me another fried rice with abalone sauce."

"Yes, guest. Just a moment, please." The waiter said politely.

But before waiting for the waiter to go away, Wang Guizhi giggled again and said to Huo Mingwei, "Huo's sister, I advise you to return the fried rice with abalone juice. It's a waste of money."

"Well?"

Huo Mingwei doesn't understand. Doesn't the hotel allow guests to order other food?

No one gave her the answer, but she soon understood.

When the fried rice with abalone sauce was served, she didn't even move her chopsticks. Just the taste made her frown.

Compared with the emperor's fried rice, it's just like pig food. It can't be eaten at all.

More than 200 yuan of fried rice with abalone sauce has become a poor foil. Huo Mingwei hasn't touched a mouthful.

At the same time, the desert oasis of other diners was also served on the dining table, and the strong sweet taste overflowed the whole restaurant.

"Delicious."

"It's delicious."

"I can't eat any more, or I can't eat any more."

"It's over. I'm occupied."

One voice after another came out, and these normally well-dressed upper class people directly turned the high-end Yunhai hotel restaurant into a fly restaurant.

Just at noon, mohai oasis was sold out, and everyone understood what Wang Guizhi had just said.

It's cheap enough to eat mohai oasis for 280 yuan.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang ye came to the front hall as usual, which has become another scenery in the restaurant of Yunhai hotel.

"How do you feel about today's new dish?"

His face with a faint smile, praise for customers have been able to do flattering.

But today's situation is a little different, the first person was very angry and said: "Master Zhang, I want to reason with you."

Er!

In a daze, Zhang Ye turns his eyes to the diner. He is a young man in his twenties. He wears expensive clothes all over. He turns out to be proud son Lin Xinghao.

"Mr. Lin, is today's food not to your taste?" He asked nervously.

Lin Xinghao's face suddenly showed a look of pain, slapped the table: "no, I'm too satisfied. Why do you stir up such delicious food, and still don't let us eat happily, I haven't had enough. "Ga?

Zhang Ye almost didn't choke to death.

He can't laugh or cry at Lin Xinghao, for limited things, he has been able to do heart like water, answer like flow.

Anyway, I'm alone, and others can't help me.

Most of the people in the back kitchen help him beat eggs and cut onions. Most of the work is done by themselves.

"Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry about that. The hotel is also to let everyone eat the delicious food they want to eat, but my ability is limited, so I can only do it for the time being. " Zhang Ye said with a faint smile.

"Really, no more?"

"No

"All right."

Lin Xinghao is very disappointed to sit down again, others see proud childe have no way, it seems that the limited seal trick has no hope of cracking, also can only endure.

Zhang Ye saw that everyone had nothing to say. He was just about to go back to the kitchen, but suddenly he saw Huo Mingwei quietly looking at him. He couldn't help thinking of what big Liu said that day.

He can't help but pay more attention to two eyes. Huo Mingwei's delicate facial features are suffocating, but her eyes are freezing away.

Huh?

Zhang Ye can't help looking at a Leng, found that Huo Mingwei's eyebrows some if you have no black looming.

Is she really sick?

He walked to her table with a smile and said politely, "Mr. Huo, are you satisfied with today's dishes?"

Huo Mingwei was still cold and nodded: "thank you, Master Zhang. Today I have tasted different delicacies, but I can't eat them often in the future. I always feel sorry."

Huh?

Zhang Ye drew a question mark in his mind, and didn't understand what she meant.

Instead, Wang Guizhi chuckled: "sister Huo, it's not easy for you to eat Xiaoye's food every day. Just marry yourself to him."

Er!

Zhang Ye suddenly embarrassed, eyes inadvertently aimed at Huo Mingwei.

Huo Mingwei looked as usual, as if she was really thinking about this problem. After a long time, she said, "if master Zhang can reach the standard in my heart, I don't object."

Click!

Zhang Ye's heart seems to have missed a beat. He knows it's impossible, but he can't help feeling excited.

Ring the bell!

At this time, his mobile phone rang. It was Zhou Mengru.