The male god of fast crossing the space world, please hold back

Chapter 739 Male God, When Can You Pass Your Passing Line (37)

Su Baicha narrowed his eyes lightly, and set his eyes on the ingredients on the table: "All your dishes arrived by air, right?"

"Yes." Wang Zu nodded and said: "Guaranteed to be fresh."

"The material is indeed fresh, but it is the No. [-] port. Do you know the difference?"

Wang Zu was stunned, and asked with wide-eyed eyes: "Sir, may I ask... May I ask if you already knew that the goods we transported by air went to Port No. [-], or..."

He paused, took a deep breath and said, "Eat... what you eat..."

"What do you think?" Su Baicha didn't say anything more, but said lightly: "Whether the goods are transported by air is from port No. [-] or port No. [-]. In many people's eyes, there is no difference, but in fact there is a difference. .”

"Sir, can you explain clearly?" Wang Zu looked very anxious, with beads of sweat showing on his forehead.

He has devoted himself to this industry since he graduated, and has been working hard for this industry.

But now a young man who looked less than 20 years old actually pointed out the problem directly. He felt that if he didn't ask clearly, he might not even be able to sleep tonight.

"A matter of distance."

Wang Zu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what Su Baicha said.

Because the No. [-] port has always carried land cargoes, while the No. [-] port has always carried parallel imports.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the imported fresh food goes to the No. [-] port, and Wang Zu did not do much research on this point.

This is a reasonable process, but when Su Baicha mentioned the problem of distance, he seemed to be enlightened.

"Sir, do you mean that Port No. [-] is farther away from our shop?"

"Yes." Su Baicha dipped a fork in ketchup, then drew a pattern on a paper towel and said, "It takes nearly an hour to transport here from Port No. [-] compared to Port No. [-]. You all know that the fresh food Every second counts, so you should know that even if it is more than ten minutes late, the taste will be different."

Chu Nian's gaze was fixed on the brief map drawn by Su Baicha.

Unexpectedly, Su Baicha is not only good at music, but also good at painting.

Wang Zu blushed slightly with embarrassment. He has been in this industry for so many years and has done so many investigations. He always thought that he had perfected the word 'fresh', but the fact is that others can eat it in one bite. out the problem.

A strong tongue, or strong taste buds, are indeed much more powerful than someone like him who has learned the day after tomorrow.

After thanking him sincerely, he quickly walked towards the kitchen.

Chu Nianqing blinked and said, "Why do you have so much research on food?"

"No." Su Baicha said to her while chewing gracefully and slowly, "I'm just doing all the research on Japanese food. To be more precise, I should be more sensitive to freshness."

Chu Nian suddenly felt that Su Baicha was very powerful, as if he could do everything, and so far he hadn't seen any skills that he didn't fully use.

Everything on the table was served quickly, and every time Chu Nian ate something, he was full of praise for the food in this restaurant.

Su Baicha seemed to like it quite a bit, but he didn't say so many words, most of them just responded lightly: "Not bad."

It's just that "good" in his eyes is a very high evaluation, but many people don't know it.

Halfway through the meal, two familiar figures walked in.

He Ji brought Xiao Tingting to this restaurant for dinner, and this restaurant was chosen by He Ji.

(End of this chapter)