Chapter 151： prove

Zhao Qingyan was very angry, she was angry for her friend.

Seeing the waiter leave to call the manager, Zhao Qingyan turned her head, but saw Lan Jiao calmly piercing a piece of meat with a fork and put it in her mouth to taste.

That's right, it's braised pork with sweet taste.

It's just that because there is no correct way, this braised pork is a bit nondescript, and the texture of the meat is not so soft and tender.

Lan Jiao saw Zhao Qingyan's move, but did not stop it.

Because she also wanted to know who passed her dish out?

She is not going to be accountable, she is just purely curious.

The service attitude of the Noble Restaurant has always been good, and the restaurant manager soon came to Zhao Qingyan.

The middle-aged manager wore a decent black suit. Even when facing the guests' troubles, he could still maintain a calm and kind expression on his face.

"Hello, two young ladies. I don't know what is wrong with the food in the store today, which makes the two of you unhappy?"

Zhao Qingyan's anger was still unresolved, and he was about to blame, but saw Lan Jiao shook her head at her.

Lan Jiao's expression was faint, making people unable to see her thoughts, "I want to ask, where did your restaurant learn this braised pork?"

The restaurant manager was taken aback, followed Lan Jiao's eyes and saw the specialties of their restaurant.

"Is this dish called braised pork?" The restaurant manager's instant reaction was also very surprised.

When Zhao Qingyan heard this, she couldn't help but scolded and asked, "You don't know, can you make it?!"

"This braised pork dish was made by my friend. If your restaurant does not say hello, it plagiarizes the dish. It's too despicable!"

The restaurant manager was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhao Qingyan's words.

Then he even asked Zhao Qingyan with a little emotion, "Miss, do you mean you know the person who developed this dish? Could you please tell me where the chef is now?"

Lan Jiao looked at the restaurant manager. He really didn't know where the dish came from.

So Lan Jiao guessed that it should be someone she knew. After eating this dish, she accidentally told someone about it, and was then imitated it?

"Where else can I be?" Zhao Qingyan was almost laughing angrily, "It's right across from you!"

The restaurant manager was stunned. In front of him, besides this magnificent young lady, there was the girl with a darker complexion but bright eyes.

So the braised pork was made by this girl? !

The restaurant manager's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

He even wondered if the two guests in front of him were here to find faults?

How could a little girl study such delicacies! ?

Those who can study and create food are definitely famous chefs in the league.

But after the dish came out, the head of their restaurant headquarters asked the famous chefs of the alliance one by one, and all the chefs denied that this dish was created by them.

Who is the developer of this dish?

It seems to be an insoluble mystery.

But now, it seems that the answer will soon appear.

"Miss, is this dish really developed by you?" The restaurant manager looked at Lan Jiao with a serious face and asked.

Lan Jiao thought for a while. She certainly didn't develop the braised pork, but this dish was indeed passed down to this era because of her own sake.

So she nodded lightly, and even asked the restaurant manager, "Do you need me to prove it to you? Your braised pork dish is not authentic, but it is basically imitating my dish."

The restaurant manager heard what Lan Jiao said, if he had doubted that the two were here to find the difference, now he has some belief that this dish came from the girl in front of him.

Because if it weren't the case, she wouldn't dare to take the initiative to make a certification.

But whether or not it is, to be cautious, the manager still has to wait for the girl to make the dishes.

"Then this young lady is invited to move to the back kitchen." The restaurant manager said, his eyes floated to the table where Lan Jiao and Zhao Qingyan were dining, and he had a slight meal.

Although the two of them had already eaten some of the food before, as the restaurant manager, he will properly resolve what happened today.

"Regardless of whether this lady can make this dish of our restaurant, the restaurant will be free of charge for the two people who come to our restaurant today."

The two of them had not finished their meals, but they could not continue to eat because of other things. The restaurant was exempt from meals. This was reasonable, but Zhao Qingyan insisted.

"No need, except for this braised pork, I will pay all the money for the rest of the meal except for this braised pork. I only hope that the manager can give us a satisfactory answer."

"Of course." The restaurant manager nodded.

Then he led the way and led Lan Jiao to the back kitchen of the restaurant.

As a friend who came with Lan Jiao, Zhao Qingyan also followed.

The back kitchen of the noble restaurant is brightly lit, rich in ingredients and complete kitchen utensils.

Lan Jiao chose a suitable piece of pork belly in the meat cabinet, took it to the chopping board and cut it into pieces, and started cooking.

Before she cooks, the restaurant manager has evaded all the chefs in the back kitchen.

In this era, every dish of every chef has absolute confidentiality.

If it is not personally passed on, the secret recipe will not be disclosed casually.

Therefore, when Lan Jiao is cooking, the restaurant manager empties the back kitchen, which is also to give the chef a certain respect and privacy.

Zhao Qingyan wasn't interested in cooking, so she didn't join Lan Jiao.

She waited outside the back kitchen door and helped Lan Jiao stare by the way to make sure that no one would peek at Lan Jiao's cooking process.

In the kitchen, the sound of cooking keeps on.

Not long after, the smell of meat has spread.

"Manager, do you think that girl can really cook better dishes than the new dishes in our restaurant?"

The middle-aged restaurant manager wearing a rigorous black suit shook his head gently, and looked at the door of the restaurant's back kitchen, "We will know the answer soon."

Twenty minutes later, the door of the back kitchen of the noble restaurant opened, and Lan Jiao brought out a brightly colored braised pork.

The steaming braised pork has a fluttering aroma and is rich and inviting.

Just by smelling the smell, this dish is far better than the new dishes imitated in the previous restaurant.

The restaurant manager's eyes lit up. As the manager of the Noble Restaurant Bojana City branch, his research on dishes is no less than that of some chefs.

The braised pork in the girl's hand is full of flavors and flavors, and he can see how top-quality this dish is at a glance!

The restaurant manager’s usual etiquette was all set aside when he saw the girl bring out the real braised pork.

He almost couldn't wait to take the fork handed by his subordinate next to him, forked a piece of meat from the plate, blew it twice, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth and bite it down!

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