Chapter 155 The Conquered Host

"The decoration of the restaurant is quite ingenious. This kind of family-style decoration is rare. It's just that in this way, there are very few seats for customers."

The hostess walked towards the kitchen while talking, where Zhang Han was making fried rice with eggs and noodles in clear soup.

"Hello boss." The hostess greeted Zhang Han with a smile.

"Yeah." Zhang Han turned his head and glanced at her, then nodded lightly.

"I'm Weiwei, the host of "Food in the World". I heard that your restaurant business is very hot and has received rave reviews. Can I interview you for a few words?" The hostess said with a smile.

Zhang Han turned back to continue cooking when he heard the words, and spit out three words that made her stunned:

"Do not have time."

"Ah?" The hostess and the others were stunned. After realizing it, the hostess said with a stiff face: "Sir, the ratings of our program are not low. We will show you a program for your restaurant. There are many benefits, I think you still..."

In fact, the hostess was a little unhappy. Their program was an authentic cultural program, and the ratings on TV and the Internet were not low. Wherever they went, they were greeted with flattery from restaurant staff?

And the expression of the boss in front of her was neither salty nor dull, which made her feel uncomfortable, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhang Han's plain words:

"Not interested in."

"Boss, if you don't have time, you can give us a meal to shoot and taste. After you finish your work, we will continue the interview. What do you think?" The hostess continued to suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart.

It's just that this time Zhang Han didn't even care.

His indifferent attitude caused the hostess to have a look of displeasure on her face. Just as she was about to speak, Pearson on the other side spoke first. He waved his hand and said:

"Hey, you should stop disturbing the boss's cooking. If you want to know more about food, come to me."

"You? What do you know?" the hostess pursed her lips and said.

"Hey? What you said is interesting, what do I know? Do you know who I am?" Pearson stood up and said.

"what?"

"Me! Pearson! Michelin's culinary agent,

Responsible for evaluating star-rated restaurants, do you think I understand? "Pearson said with a smug look on his face.

Seeing the surprised eyes of several people, Pearson was in a good mood.

A few days ago, he showed his identity in front of the boss, and got depressing results. He was ignored and didn't care at all, but in front of outsiders, his identity is still very awesome!

"Are you really Michelin's gourmet spy? Can you verify your identity?" The hostess hurried over curiously, and he waved for the cameraman to videotape Pearson.

"Let's take a good look." Pearson smiled lightly, sat back in the chair, casually took out the wallet from his pocket, found the work card and handed it to the hostess.

"Yeah, really." The female host's eyes widened a little, she was a little surprised, she didn't expect that there was such a food critic in the crowd, and she honestly handed back the work card.

"Just ask me if you want to know more about the food here." Pearson waved his hand generously.

"Okay, then I'll do a brief interview." The hostess smiled.

"etc!"

Pearson straightened his face, and said: "You must broadcast this sentence first for my video, ahem, first of all, this interview is only my personal point of view and opinion, and second, for the sake of Michelin's fairness, I will not give this interview an interview. The star rating of a restaurant is just a loyal fan customer who knows how to evaluate food."

"Okay, we believe in Mr.'s professionalism and professionalism, so what do you think of the overall evaluation of this restaurant?" The hostess began to ask.

"For this restaurant, my evaluation is that the environment, specifications and atmosphere of the restaurant do not meet the Michelin-star standard, but the food exceeds the standard of a three-star restaurant. That is to say, the food here is better than what I have eaten in The experience of all the three-star restaurants is good, of course, it is a pity that this restaurant does not prepare drinks." Pearson commented with a serious face.

"Oh? Sir, the evaluation of the restaurant is very fair, but the evaluation of the food is very high. I don't know if I can give a specific evaluation of the special food here?"

"I'm sorry, but if you want to talk about special food, I can't say anything specific." Pearson shook his head slightly, then smiled, and said, "Because every food here is the most distinctive, even if It's an ordinary cucumber, tomato, and it will make people addicted to it."

"This..." The hostess smiled. It was the first time she encountered such an evaluation, and this evaluation came from a Michelin food spy. It seemed unbelievable to her, but after all, in Recording the program, so the hostess collected her thoughts, smiled and said: "Then can you comment on the food like fried rice with eggs?"

"Then I'll talk to you." Pearson cleared his throat and said, "Do you know why the price of the food here is high? Not only because the food is delicious, but also because the ingredients here are really high-end. If you say You thought it was expensive before, so after I said it, you know that the food is actually very cheap."

"First of all, although the rice here is Daohuaxiang No. 2, I think it is indeed a brand new variety. I took some rice for identification and found that there is 70% water in a serving of white rice. 30% starch, 5% protein, and 0.3% fat, this ratio is like the golden ratio, it can be said that the rice here is the king of rice.”

"At the same time, other micronutrients in rice are five times higher than ordinary rice. You may not know what this is. Let me simply say that the rice in this restaurant is already the best in the world. It’s too late, there is no one, this passage can be broadcast clearly, if any colleagues disagree, welcome to come and verify.”

"This, I...you..." Pearson's words were so complicated that the hostess was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to answer, she cleared her mind and asked, "That...Mr. Can you tell me about the places where the food is delicious, this is a food evaluation, not such a detailed analysis as you said."

"Isn't this just an evaluation?" Pearson revealed a helpless expression, and said: "Then let me tell you a little superficially, the ingredients here are the best I have ever seen, and the food is nutritious if the ingredients are good. You know, let’s put nutrition aside, the taste of the food here is delicious! To what extent is it fragrant? Take a piece of egg fried rice as an example. The pure fragrance of the rice is intoxicating. The rich fragrance of the eggs inside , you can never imagine, a fried rice with eggs..."

Pearson's tirade made the hostesses salivate and hungry.

But in the end, they still went out to line up. It was not until nearly eight o'clock that they tasted a meal. !

After dinner, the hostess has already decided one thing, which is to edit this episode of the show as perfectly as possible, so that she can be worthy of such a delicious meal!

After dinner, the restaurant was restored to cleanliness. Zhang Li and Li Anna, who came here to eat, volunteered to clean up the restaurant inside and out.

When they were tidying up, Mengmeng clamored to let them play the piano. Of course Zhang Han would not refuse, and came to the piano with Mengmeng in his arms.

"Papa, this time Mengmeng wants to play by herself, Mengmeng will be so shiny."

Mengmeng said something seriously, then pressed her small palm to the piano, and sang along with the sound of the piano: "Twinkle twinkle twinkle..."

After singing it again, Mengmeng squeezed into Zhang Han's arms again, and said, "Papa, I want to sing Let it go."

"Then dad will play the piano accompaniment for you, okay?" Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

"Okay."

So Zhang Han started the piano accompaniment after the little princess was ready.

Zhang Han had only heard this song before, and never heard the piano accompaniment, but he had a song in his heart, and with nearly 500 years of piano accomplishments, a very beautiful and exquisite piano accompaniment sounded.

Of course, the most important thing is the cute singing voice. Although it is immature, it seems to have a special flavor and is extremely pleasant.

"Let it go, let it go, Cant hold it back anymore..."

Mengmeng seems to have inherited Zi Yan's beautiful face, inherited Zi Yan's natural singing voice, and also has Zi Yan's gentle and elegant character, which made Zhang Han sigh again and again: only one ear looks like mine, which seems a bit rare.

But Zhang Han also knew that if he looked like himself, he would probably be a hero in the female middle school!

As Mengmeng's singing progressed, Li Anna, who heard it for the first time, gradually put down the rag in her hand, and looked at Mengmeng blankly.

After singing a song, she took the lead in applauding, and praised: "Mengmeng sings so beautifully, brother Zhang Han can play the piano, wow, so amazing, brother Zhang Han, why are you so good, really... "

"Ahem, Li Anna, you are enough, don't keep saying such silly things." Zhang Li said with a glare at her.

"It's not just vain, brother Zhang Han is just amazing." Li Anna shook her head, her eyes full of red hearts.

Zhang Li felt helpless in her heart, should her best friend be so nympho? It's so frustrating!

Mengmeng, on the other hand, was very useful to hear others praise Zhang Han. She said in a milky voice, "My daddy is super handsome."

"Yes, super super handsome, oh, so handsome." Li Anna said with a smile.

"Eh?" Seeing Li Anna's expression, Mengmeng was stunned for a moment. Her big clear and shining eyes looked back and forth, observing whether Li Anna liked Papa, but Li Anna didn't do anything close to Zhang Han. , and didn't say anything like 'I love you to death', which made the little princess feel safe, so she looked away, and said softly, "Uh huh, my dad is the most handsome."

"Pfft..." Zhang Li laughed when she saw this.

After tidying up, Zhang Li hurriedly dragged Li Anna away, and another lecture was inevitable on the way.

At night, because Zi Yan was gone, the little princess climbed onto the big bed, put her in Zhang Han's arms, listened to Zhang Han's story, and fell asleep peacefully.

 …

At three o'clock in the morning, the sun has not yet leaked out, and the sky has just released a little light.

A medium-sized yacht gradually arrived at the waters near the Crescent Bay of Xiangjiang River. This ship was the ship where Zhao Feng and others returned from the drug trafficking.