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Jirui Tower is in Yangcheng and has a very famous name.
This is true regardless of whether it is in the time of Bo Zhong, or now.
Although they have changed two hosts, they are all descendants of the Manchu Banquet, and the taste is not bad.
But today, many diners find it strange.
Because there is a sign standing in front of the door of Jirui Building.
"Closed today!"
There is no decoration and no accident, how can we suddenly suspend business in a good way?
You know, since the opening of Jirui Building, it was temporarily suspended for a while when it was renovated 20 years ago.
For a time, many diners talked
At this time, a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of the Jerry Building.
Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman got out of the car after the driver came to the car.
Tang Ping, who had been waiting in front of the store, immediately greeted him and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, you are here!"
Seeing Tang Ping, Lin Xian was a little surprised and curious: "Didn't you go back?"
Tang Ping smiled honestly and explained: "After I quit my job, carry calculation and Yingqi to develop in Yangcheng!"
"Not bad!"
Lin Xian nodded and immediately understood.
Tang Ping turned sideways slightly and motioned: "Mr. Lin, please here, we will have a banquet in half an hour!"
He remembered that Lin Xian came to Yangcheng the past two times. The woman beside him seemed to be not the one in front of him, but he did not ask if he was sensible.
As a former private investigator, I still have this vision
The decoration of Jirui Building is very retro, with the characteristics of Yangcheng
At this time, the hall was rearranged.
The huge hall has completely turned into a playing field.
Several people in chef uniforms sat in the audience seats on both sides.
And right in front of the playing field, there are five main positions.
At this time, there were already three old people sitting in the main seat.
The two positions left in the middle were obviously reserved for Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman.
The moment Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman walked into the hall, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at them.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoman looked a little nervous, and got slightly closer to Lin Xian.
Lin Xian held her hand, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "My dear, don't be nervous. You know, all this tonight is for you, and you are the real master."
Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman gave Lin Xian affectionately, the original tension and restraint disappeared without a trace.
That's right, Lin Xian prepared everything for her tonight.
Why is she nervous?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, and he took the initiative to move towards the main position.
The crowd in the audience gathered together in twos and threes and talked in a low voice.
"Who are these two people?"
"It is obviously Mr. Lin, the real host of this Longmen Banquet!"
"Do you know? It is said that this Longmen Banquet cost 20 million!"
"Hi! Where did you hear about it?"
"Master Liao's son-in-law told me that Mr. Lin originally asked Master Liao Jie to make a soup with yellow croaker, and the price was 1 million!"
"Mother Diulei! It seems that you can do whatever you want with money!"
Everyone was surprised and surprised, but no one belittled or ridiculed Lin Xian.
Because for a chef, diners like Lin Xian are their true confidants.
Chapter Twenty-Three: The Eight Treasures of the Sea!
Tang Ping followed Lin Xian, and after they took their seats, he began to introduce: "Mr. Lin, this is the fifth-generation descendant of Yushan Fangzhuang, Mr. Hou Cheng."
"Hello Mr. Hou!"
Lin Xian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook Hou Cheng's hand.
Yushan Fangzhuang is a restaurant opened by the imperial chef after he came out of the palace, and it has been passed down to this day.
"Mr. Lin, thank you very much, such a scene may never happen again in the future!"
Hou Cheng sighed with a smile on his face.
Obviously, they had already known in advance that Lin Xian was the real master of this Longmen Banquet.
Tang Ping continued to introduce: "This is Mr. Lin Jianjun, the president of the National Chefs Association, and the editor-in-chief of the Gourmet Guide magazine."
Lin Jianjun is a little fat, smiling somewhat like Maitreya Buddha, "Mr. Lin, by coincidence, I met my family today!"
"What a coincidence!" Lin Xian smiled.
"This is the president of the National Culinary Association. Mr. Shi Zhengliang is also the founder of many well-known banquets such as Taibai Poetry Banquet and Chinese Wenchang Banquet." Tang Ping introduced.
Shi Zhengliang looked black and thin, not like a chef, but more like an old farmer.
Sitting there upright, unsmiling.
Seeing Lin Xian stretched out his hand, Shi Zhengliang squeezed a smile on his face and shook hands.
Upon seeing this, Lin Jianjun explained: "Mr. Lin, don't mind, Lao Shi's personality is relatively unwieldy and not very good at communication."
"Don't get in the way!"
Lin Xian smiled and waved.
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Jirui Tower is in Yangcheng and has a very famous name.
This is true regardless of whether it is in the time of Bo Zhong, or now.
Although they have changed two hosts, they are all descendants of the Manchu Banquet, and the taste is not bad.
But today, many diners find it strange.
Because there is a sign standing in front of the door of Jirui Building.
"Closed today!"
There is no decoration and no accident, how can we suddenly suspend business in a good way?
You know, since the opening of Jirui Building, it was temporarily suspended for a while when it was renovated 20 years ago.
For a time, many diners talked
At this time, a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of the Jerry Building.
Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman got out of the car after the driver came to the car.
Tang Ping, who had been waiting in front of the store, immediately greeted him and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, you are here!"
Seeing Tang Ping, Lin Xian was a little surprised and curious: "Didn't you go back?"
Tang Ping smiled honestly and explained: "After I quit my job, carry calculation and Yingqi to develop in Yangcheng!"
"Not bad!"
Lin Xian nodded and immediately understood.
Tang Ping turned sideways slightly and motioned: "Mr. Lin, please here, we will have a banquet in half an hour!"
He remembered that Lin Xian came to Yangcheng the past two times. The woman beside him seemed to be not the one in front of him, but he did not ask if he was sensible.
As a former private investigator, I still have this vision
The decoration of Jirui Building is very retro, with the characteristics of Yangcheng
At this time, the hall was rearranged.
The huge hall has completely turned into a playing field.
Several people in chef uniforms sat in the audience seats on both sides.
And right in front of the playing field, there are five main positions.
At this time, there were already three old people sitting in the main seat.
The two positions left in the middle were obviously reserved for Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman.
The moment Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman walked into the hall, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at them.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoman looked a little nervous, and got slightly closer to Lin Xian.
Lin Xian held her hand, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "My dear, don't be nervous. You know, all this tonight is for you, and you are the real master."
Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman gave Lin Xian affectionately, the original tension and restraint disappeared without a trace.
That's right, Lin Xian prepared everything for her tonight.
Why is she nervous?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, and he took the initiative to move towards the main position.
The crowd in the audience gathered together in twos and threes and talked in a low voice.
"Who are these two people?"
"It is obviously Mr. Lin, the real host of this Longmen Banquet!"
"Do you know? It is said that this Longmen Banquet cost 20 million!"
"Hi! Where did you hear about it?"
"Master Liao's son-in-law told me that Mr. Lin originally asked Master Liao Jie to make a soup with yellow croaker, and the price was 1 million!"
"Mother Diulei! It seems that you can do whatever you want with money!"
Everyone was surprised and surprised, but no one belittled or ridiculed Lin Xian.
Because for a chef, diners like Lin Xian are their true confidants.
Chapter Twenty-Three: The Eight Treasures of the Sea!
Tang Ping followed Lin Xian, and after they took their seats, he began to introduce: "Mr. Lin, this is the fifth-generation descendant of Yushan Fangzhuang, Mr. Hou Cheng."
"Hello Mr. Hou!"
Lin Xian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook Hou Cheng's hand.
Yushan Fangzhuang is a restaurant opened by the imperial chef after he came out of the palace, and it has been passed down to this day.
"Mr. Lin, thank you very much, such a scene may never happen again in the future!"
Hou Cheng sighed with a smile on his face.
Obviously, they had already known in advance that Lin Xian was the real master of this Longmen Banquet.
Tang Ping continued to introduce: "This is Mr. Lin Jianjun, the president of the National Chefs Association, and the editor-in-chief of the Gourmet Guide magazine."
Lin Jianjun is a little fat, smiling somewhat like Maitreya Buddha, "Mr. Lin, by coincidence, I met my family today!"
"What a coincidence!" Lin Xian smiled.
"This is the president of the National Culinary Association. Mr. Shi Zhengliang is also the founder of many well-known banquets such as Taibai Poetry Banquet and Chinese Wenchang Banquet." Tang Ping introduced.
Shi Zhengliang looked black and thin, not like a chef, but more like an old farmer.
Sitting there upright, unsmiling.
Seeing Lin Xian stretched out his hand, Shi Zhengliang squeezed a smile on his face and shook hands.
Upon seeing this, Lin Jianjun explained: "Mr. Lin, don't mind, Lao Shi's personality is relatively unwieldy and not very good at communication."
"Don't get in the way!"
Lin Xian smiled and waved.
Jirui Tower is in Yangcheng and has a very famous name.This is true regardless of whether it is in the time of Bo Zhong, or now.Although they have changed two hosts, they are all descendants of the Manchu Banquet, and the taste is not bad.But today, many diners find it strange.Because there is a sign standing in front of the door of Jirui Building."Closed today!"There is no decoration and no accident, how can we suddenly suspend business in a good way?You know, since the opening of Jirui Building, it was temporarily suspended for a while when it was renovated 20 years ago.For a time, many diners talkedAt this time, a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of the Jerry Building.Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman got out of the car after the driver came to the car.Tang Ping, who had been waiting in front of the store, immediately greeted him and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, you are here!"Seeing Tang Ping, Lin Xian was a little surprised and curious: "Didn't you go back?"Tang Ping smiled honestly and explained: "After I quit my job, carry calculation and Yingqi to develop in Yangcheng!""Not bad!"Lin Xian nodded and immediately understood.Tang Ping turned sideways slightly and motioned: "Mr. Lin, please here, we will have a banquet in half an hour!"He remembered that Lin Xian came to Yangcheng the past two times. The woman beside him seemed to be not the one in front of him, but he did not ask if he was sensible.As a former private investigator, I still have this visionThe decoration of Jirui Building is very retro, with the characteristics of YangchengAt this time, the hall was rearranged.The huge hall has completely turned into a playing field.Several people in chef uniforms sat in the audience seats on both sides.And right in front of the playing field, there are five main positions.At this time, there were already three old people sitting in the main seat.The two positions left in the middle were obviously reserved for Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman.The moment Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman walked into the hall, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at them.Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoman looked a little nervous, and got slightly closer to Lin Xian.Lin Xian held her hand, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "My dear, don't be nervous. You know, all this tonight is for you, and you are the real master."Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman gave Lin Xian affectionately, the original tension and restraint disappeared without a trace.That's right, Lin Xian prepared everything for her tonight.Why is she nervous?Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, and he took the initiative to move towards the main position.The crowd in the audience gathered together in twos and threes and talked in a low voice."Who are these two people?""It is obviously Mr. Lin, the real host of this Longmen Banquet!""Do you know? It is said that this Longmen Banquet cost 20 million!""Hi! Where did you hear about it?""Master Liao's son-in-law told me that Mr. Lin originally asked Master Liao Jie to make a soup with yellow croaker, and the price was 1 million!""Mother Diulei! It seems that you can do whatever you want with money!"Everyone was surprised and surprised, but no one belittled or ridiculed Lin Xian.Because for a chef, diners like Lin Xian are their true confidants.Chapter Twenty-Three: The Eight Treasures of the Sea!Tang Ping followed Lin Xian, and after they took their seats, he began to introduce: "Mr. Lin, this is the fifth-generation descendant of Yushan Fangzhuang, Mr. Hou Cheng.""Hello Mr. Hou!"Lin Xian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook Hou Cheng's hand.Yushan Fangzhuang is a restaurant opened by the imperial chef after he came out of the palace, and it has been passed down to this day."Mr. Lin, thank you very much, such a scene may never happen again in the future!"Hou Cheng sighed with a smile on his face.Obviously, they had already known in advance that Lin Xian was the real master of this Longmen Banquet.Tang Ping continued to introduce: "This is Mr. Lin Jianjun, the president of the National Chefs Association, and the editor-in-chief of the Gourmet Guide magazine."Lin Jianjun is a little fat, smiling somewhat like Maitreya Buddha, "Mr. Lin, by coincidence, I met my family today!""What a coincidence!" Lin Xian smiled."This is the president of the National Culinary Association. Mr. Shi Zhengliang is also the founder of many well-known banquets such as Taibai Poetry Banquet and Chinese Wenchang Banquet." Tang Ping introduced.Shi Zhengliang looked black and thin, not like a chef, but more like an old farmer.Sitting there upright, unsmiling.Seeing Lin Xian stretched out his hand, Shi Zhengliang squeezed a smile on his face and shook hands.Upon seeing this, Lin Jianjun explained: "Mr. Lin, don't mind, Lao Shi's personality is relatively unwieldy and not very good at communication.""Don't get in the way!"Lin Xian smiled and waved.
