Chapter 41 State Banquet Sichuan Cuisine Chef

Ye Jun and his party soon came to this box called Huakai Fugui.

The area of ​​the box is huge, and the walls are painted with blossoming peonies. The paintings are excellent and lifelike. Those who have a little artistic appreciation will know that it is everyone’s handwriting, which fully outlines the richness of peonies.

A few peony-shaped chandeliers hanging from the ceiling are also exquisite and unusual. There are mahogany shelves around the boxes with gorgeous peony and jade carvings.

In the middle of the box, in addition to a yellow rosewood table and matching seats that can accommodate ten people, there is also a mahogany sofa and a low coffee table.

The whole design is perfect and the theme of the box, the decoration style is magnificent and gorgeous.

“Tsk tusk tusk, in the environment here, I feel that I can taste the delicacies of the mountains and the sea with a mouthful of white rice.”

Marco opened his mouth and exclaimed, and the rest of them nodded again and again.

Seeing the gorgeousness of this box, Zhou Mei also secretly sighed in her heart, if it weren’t for Ye Jun’s invitation, she would never have had the opportunity to enter such a high-end place in her life.

Ye Jun slowly said, “Everyone, take your seats, the manager, you can arrange the food.”

Everyone took their seats one after another. I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional. They all sat apart. Someone put the coat and bag alone on the empty seat at hand, and there was still an empty seat beside Ye Jun.

Zhou Mei looked at the people who were already seated, feeling a little at a loss for a while, Mei Shu looked at the only empty seat beside Ye Jun with some hesitation.

“Hahahaha, sister-in-law, don’t be shy. Just sit next to Brother Ye.”

“That is, Lao Ye has found such a beautiful girlfriend and won’t tell the brothers thoroughly, sit down!”

When Zhou Mei heard these words, her pretty face was flushed, and she bit her silver teeth, not knowing how to argue.

This Ye Jun played with himself many times and even held his handle, but today he came forward to relieve himself.

Zhou Mei had mixed feelings in her heart for a time, and she was at a loss.

“Hehe, Director Zhou, sit down with me. Don’t get me wrong, this is my former supervisor. He usually works…Takes care of me…I take care of me. Today, I will have a meal together if I am lucky.”

Ye Jun said with a slight smile.

Everyone knew at once that they hadn’t caught up yet, they all looked at Zhou Mei with meaningful eyes.

When Zhou Mei heard Ye Jun say this, she didn’t feel embarrassed, and walked straight to Ye Jun and sat down, a slight fragrant wind rushed towards Ye Jun.

Ye Jun looked at this, with a pretty face flushed, and a woman with some arrogant expressions on her face, her eyes dimmed, and she shook his head gently.

Since they are not Ye Jun’s girlfriend, Ma Keji and Zhou Mei will not talk much about their simple polite remarks.

Soon, the dishes came. The beautiful waitress wearing a cheongsam embroidered with peony came to the box with an exquisite dinner plate.

Report a name for the last dish.

“Husband and wife lung film!”

“Kung Pao Chicken!”

“Chickpeas!”

“Steamed Jiang Tuan!”

“Casserole Yayu!”

“Boiling cabbage!”

The tableware here is exquisite, but the portion of each dish is not small, and these few people are more than enough to eat.

It’s just this dish…

“Lao Ye, is there any way about this dish? I bought a couple’s lung slices in the supermarket a few days ago. There is also such a large plate of this bare cabbage…”

Tian Cang Kuaiyu commented on these dishes, but he didn’t want to tear down Ye Jun’s platform, but just a few brothers were used to it casually.

There was also a strange look on Zhou Mei’s face. Ye Jun’s invitation to eat and order these dishes was a bit unsuitable for his identity.

These ingredients are all too common. I ate prawns and abalones just now.

Ye Jun didn’t care what Tian Cang said, but greeted with a mysterious smile: “Why don’t you try this boiled cabbage first?”

When everyone saw Ye Jun’s smile, they unconsciously put a piece of boiled cabbage into their bowl.


“This seems to have a clear soup and watery, is this a restaurant cheating money…”

Tian Cang took this piece of baby cabbage to his mouth, and his voice stopped abruptly.

With a solemn expression on his face, he chewed carefully and swallowed slowly.

Putting down his chopsticks, leaning up, slapped the table fiercely, and exclaimed: “Why do I drop a mother? Can cabbage smell like this?”

The others also finished eating the boiled cabbage in the bowl at this time, all looking at Ye Jun in surprise.

Ye Junhuan started, with a smile that he could grasp on his face, and asked everyone with a smile: “It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

“It’s delicious, delicious. This cabbage can still make this flavor, absolutely.”



“Unbelievable, this looks like a clear soup, but the taste is too fresh, too full, and fresher than seafood.”

Zhou Mei also gently wiped the broth that had just touched her mouth with a tissue, E’s head nodded slightly, and softly echoed: “But it’s very good.”

At this moment, she expressed her euphemism, but her heart was complaining about what prawns and seafood she had just eaten, nothing better than a cabbage.

“Brother Ye, what kind of cuisine is this? I also learn how to do it.”

Marco asked Ye Jun with a smile on his face.

Ye Jun smiled slightly: “Fortunately, you are still a native of Shudu, and boiled water cabbage is a classic Sichuan cuisine.”

“As for cooking this dish, don’t think about it.”

“What, this is Sichuan food? No, isn’t Sichuan food spicy? Also, why can’t I cook this dish, I’m also a person who has been in the kitchen.”

Ye Jun continued to popularize science: “Who told you that Sichuan cuisine is spicy? Traditional Sichuan cuisine has one-third of the spicy flavor, and the rest are not spicy.”

“And this dish.” Ye Jun looked around the crowd and found that everyone was very curious, so he spoke slowly.

Boiled with ham, local chicken, local duck, scallops…clear soup made from minced meat…

“It takes a day to make stock soup, and you have to use the best and tenderest cabbage heart of northern Chinese cabbage…”

After Ye Jun finished speaking, how many people were already dumbfounded. Is this process of making cabbage? I don’t know if I thought I was making a missile!

“Forget it, forget it. I’ll just eat it honestly. Next time I go out and have the luxury of ordering this dish.”

Marco immediately retreated and said with a grin. Just now he asked Ye Jun in the middle of the room. There are hundreds of copies of this dish outside, which is still acceptable.

Ye Jun glanced at him faintly: “Then you can eat more. Chef Huang made this. It won’t taste like this when you go out.”

“This Chef Huang is?”

“The State Banquet Sichuan Cuisine Chef.”

state banquet? Everyone took a sigh of relief. If it is a five-star restaurant like Michelin, everyone can consume it if they work hard.

But the state banquet was too far away from me.

“The manager said just now that Chef Huang made this table?”

Zhao Ting’s hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he asked in a trembling voice.

Ye Jun nodded silently and slowly said, “Yes, Chef Huang specializes in Sichuan cuisine. This table is all made by him. If you are not used to eating, you can add some other dishes?”

“No, no, I will eat this!”

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