Chapter 108 Live Here?

That feeling is like a daughter-in-law seeing her mother-in-law, or like some ancient beast on the second floor.

Before she knew it, Liang Mengqi's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and she walked up quietly. She seemed to have heard the laughter upstairs, as if she had heard the clear and sweet female voice except Zhou Fei and Zhang Li.

Cute mom, it's time to see your true face.

Liang Mengqi murmured in her heart.

But just halfway through, suddenly, a figure appeared on the stairs on the second floor.

Liang Mengqi took a look, her lips curled up involuntarily:

"Boss, why are you here?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Han was taken aback, what did I come here for?

"I'll go downstairs to get a glass of milk." Zhang Han replied with a chuckle.

"Oh." Liang Mengqi nodded, and said: "That's just right. There is a foreign friend downstairs who is a Michelin food spy. He said he wants to taste your food. That kid came here for lunch and ate it. A face full of rice, hee hee."

While talking, Liang Mengqi felt a little funny and laughed.

On the other hand, Zhang Han, without any unexpected exaggerated expression, walked downstairs very calmly.

On the first floor, I also saw the blond man.

After seeing Zhang Han, Pearson's expression was straightened, and he unconsciously put on a cold and arrogant face, and said indifferently:

"Hey, boss, let me introduce you formally. My name is Pearson, and I'm Michelin's gourmet spy."

While talking, Pearson looked at Zhang Han without a trace, as if he wanted to see the boss shocked, unbelievable, and then came over to be polite to him.

Pearson thought about it and felt refreshed. The treatment in this restaurant made him too uncomfortable. Hehe, the boss knows his identity, and when he flatters himself, he should be more reserved.

However.

Zhang Han just gave a faint 'hmm', then walked to the bar, poured a glass of milk, turned and left, went upstairs, and his figure disappeared at the stairs.

The whole set. The action is not sloppy at all,

Even glanced at Pearson at first when he introduced himself, and then, nothing more.

"me you him......"

At this moment, Pearson was at a loss. He stretched out his hand to Zhang Han's back, and wanted to say something to keep him, but the words got stuck in his throat.

"This..."

After Zhang Han's figure disappeared on the first floor, Pearson's face was shocked and unbelievable, and finally turned into a discouraged loss.

After seeing his appearance, Liang Mengqi couldn't help smiling, and said:

"You, let's go back and eat honestly. Don't say you are, the boss probably won't agree to it even if Michelin's top management comes."

"Oh no, how could this be..." Pearson walked to his seat dejectedly.

At this moment, Sun Ming, who was eating silently, coughed lightly and said:

"Mr. Pearson, I still have two pieces of chicken here. I think if you don't mind, you can take them and taste them."

Although Zhang Han didn't talk to Pearson, Sun Ming is in business, and his eyes will be biased towards business. No matter from any point of view, the praise of Michelin's gourmet spies is good for the restaurant, so he desperately held back his own Tongue, choose to give up two pieces of chicken.

At the same time, he felt a little funny, he didn't like to eat chicken, but in this restaurant, no one could bear it.

"Ah?" Pearson was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Okay, thank you sir."

While talking, Pearson hurriedly took a paper plate and chopsticks, and picked up the two pieces of chicken.

When they returned to their seats, Liang Mengqi and the others all looked over.

"Yo, my eyes are almost falling in!" Zhao Dahu snorted softly, and said, "This great gourmet, please taste it!"

"Oh."

Pearson came back to his senses, nodded with a smile, a serious color appeared on his face, and said:

"The dishes are all about color, fragrance, and taste. Let's talk about the color first. This kind of braised sauce shows a very good reddish-brown color. The chef's control over the amount of condiments is very good."

"I'm talking about the fragrance. As I said just now, the fragrance is strong and fragrant, and it is fascinating. If I say 100 points, then in terms of color, I will give 100 points. Then this Fragrance, I will give it a hundred and ten points! Because it is so fragrant!"

"As for the taste..."

While speaking, Pearson put the chicken pieces into his mouth and tasted them with his eyes closed.

But, why does this guy's mouth chew faster and faster?

After a few bites, he ate the first piece of chicken, and then picked up the second piece. His mouth was like a rabbit eating, and he ate quickly.

Ten seconds later the second piece of chicken was eaten.

"Oh......"

With an expression of extreme enjoyment, Pearson let out a long breath.

"How is it, brother." Yu Qingqing asked with a smile.

“Very very very good!”

Pearson looked over with amazement in his eyes, and said: "This chicken is the most delicious I have ever eaten, better than Australian black chicken, Brace chicken, Los Island red chicken, etc. It must be delicious, it’s unbelievable, how could it be Sanhuang Chicken? Why?”

"Don't ask why." Zhao Feng shook his head slightly, and said: "We have all seen the chicken raised by the boss, and it is indeed Sanhuang chicken. As for why the taste is so good, I don't know, maybe the boss Is your cooking skill more advanced?"

"Nonono!" Pearson shook his head again and again, and said, "The cooking skills must be great, but the taste can't be made by cooking alone!"

"So, regarding the taste, what's your rating?" Liang Mengqi blinked her big eyes and said.

"smell..."

Pearson lowered his head and pondered for a moment. When he raised his head, there was a certain affirmation in his eyes, and he said, "If you give a perfect score of 100, then I will give 1,000 points for the taste of this chicken!"

Liang Mengqi and the others shook their heads with a smile.

They don't know how incredible it is to get this score from Pearson's mouth.

Originally, Pearson wanted to comment. Now that his identity has been revealed, it’s okay to say more, but...

"Old Tie, my friend has been waiting in line for a long time, are you eating or not?"

"Ok..."

 …

Pearson's review is a small episode in the life of the restaurant. Of course, Zhang Han doesn't care about the evaluation of any star-rated restaurant. It can be said that if there is no Mengmeng, then this restaurant will not exist, and people will not be able to taste it at all. Delicious food.

The evening business didn't end until eight o'clock, and there was an extra hour, of course, because there were too many people queuing up.

Even at the end, when the people queuing up to enter the restaurant saw that there were not too many egg fried rice and clear soup noodles, they forced their mouths to eat less, because they understood the heart of foodies, and queued for an hour. If you don't, don't feel too bad about the loss.

So the end of the dinner was perfect, almost everyone tasted the restaurant's new noodle soup.

Until 8:30, Zhao Feng cleaned up the first floor, greeted Zhou Fei and Zhang Li who were watching TV on the first floor, and left.

"Zhang Li." Zhou Fei's eyes drifted to the desktop of the computer counter, where there was a thick wad of money, and she said in a curious tone, "Let's check how much money we made from dinner?"

"Okay! Let's go!" Zhang Li's eyes lit up.

The two came together, split the money in half and checked it out.

"Huh? Aunt Feifei, Aunt Lili, what are you doing? Hmm, papa, papa, come quickly, there are thieves!"

Mengmeng walked down with small steps, and after seeing the two people checking the money, Mengmeng waved her little arms and cried out.

Zi Yan and Zhang Han walked down behind Mengmeng, and after seeing Mengmeng's little appearance of "protecting food", they couldn't help smiling.

"Mengmeng, we are checking money for your dad for free." Zhou Fei couldn't help replying, but as soon as she finished speaking, she forgot where to check, so she patted her forehead and said, "Oh, Little ancestor, I forgot about it."

So Zhou Fei could only start again. Finally, a few minutes later, Zhou Fei let out a long breath and said:

"It's over, 21,200 yuan! Lily, how much is yours?"

"Mine is twenty-three thousand one." Zhang Li raised the wad of money in her hand.

"I'll wipe it! Add 21,000 and 23,100, which is 44,300, let me go, brother-in-law, you earned more than 44,000 at night, too cruel brother-in-law! You this month It's easy to make millions!" Zhou Fei said exaggeratedly.

"Okay, don't make a fuss." Zi Yan rolled her eyes angrily.

"Hehehe, Sister Yan, I'm happy that my brother-in-law is great!" Zhou Fei put the money on the counter, said something and walked over with a smile.

"I see your mouth, it should be sewn up for you." Zi Yan snorted lightly.

This girl called her brother-in-law one by one, and she was used to it, and she was obviously not with him yet.

Zhang Li at the bar put all the money in the drawer casually, walked to the back of the sofa, and said, "Brother, it's almost half past eight, I have to go back to work."

"Oh, then go back, drive slowly." Zhang Han nodded.

"Yeah, I'll go back then, Feifei, sister-in-law, Mengmeng, bye, I'm leaving." Zhang Li said hello to each other.

"Wait, I'm leaving too, you take me for a ride." Zhou Feiwen stood up quickly and said, "Sister Yan, you can live here by yourself, I'm too tired to sleep next to you."

Zhou Fei is also used to sleeping alone, tossing and turning is very casual, let alone sharing a bed with others.

"I live here by myself?"

Zi Yan was taken aback for a moment, then her heart became dry, and her expression was a little coy.

Sleeping here by myself? How can this work?

Just live here for no apparent reason?

No, no, this won't work, Zhang Han hasn't chased himself yet.

Zi Yan secretly took a look at Zhang Han, thought for a while, and said with some hesitation: "We will go to work tomorrow morning, or... I will go back too?" (God-level dad..106106235)-- ( Godly Dad )