Chapter 1590

The hotel's buffet covered a wide range, three big guys held the dining plate and chose, firmly remembering Lu Chuan's exhortation 【first take a little to taste】, the first bite of custard bun entered the mouth.

Qiao Qiao silently collapsed his face.

Chen Chi didn't eat the Song family's ingredients every day, so he looked at him:

"I didn't take this, you don't eat, I want to eat."

So the custard bun was taken over by him.

Yang Zhengxin had already started to adapt to his summer camp in advance, and at this moment held an exceptionally powerful belief to taste the pan-fried bun—

Well, hotel catering is indeed at a level.

But, it is easy to be frugal from luxury!

He put on a painful mask, and also silently ate it.

At the same time, silently editing the circle of friends to be sent later:

【After eating the hotel pan-fried bun, you are no longer the little Yang of Qiao Qiao Farm, the farm's delicious food can no longer be touched. If you stick to it, those delicious foods will become more and more in dreams, suffering unspeakably...】

Oh my! Not worthy of being my little Yang!

Literary, literary!

Thinking this way, after taking two more pictures of the pan-fried bun in front of him, it seemed not so difficult to swallow.

But after tasting these, the three of them had no expectations for the dazzling buffet, and gave up after turning around twice.

Better wait for the hotel to send breakfast up.

White porridge with pickles, plus tea eggs, zongzi, steamed buns, no matter what, they can be full.

It's just that these things are hot now, and can't be taken to the amusement park—half a day, this high temperature is enough to make the rice balls sour.

Therefore, Lu Chuan comforted them: "Just treat it as tasting the park's specialty staple food."

And Yang Zhengxin looked at Qiao Qiao: "It's quite good that you don't go to university, otherwise you have to eat in the canteen every day..."

He obviously already knew what the university canteen level was through the Internet, and at this moment put on a painful mask in advance: "You will drop out, you will drop out! Definitely will!"

Qiao Qiao was proud: "Teacher Xin said, although my knowledge reserve can't compare to university students, my practical ability and my self-discipline are already stronger than university students."

"I heard that university students can't run 800 meters after graduation. I can run!"

The three were chatting happily there, Lu Chuan looked at Song Tan who was busy and covering up in a corner of the balcony, really wanted to say, why not take out the bouquet and put it in a vase!

He had already guessed that Song Tan probably cut a bouquet of flowers from home and brought it over.

But...

It's rare that the girlfriend is so serious about her birthday, he should cooperate.

Song Tan spent a lot of effort to hide the rose that was about to bloom behind the curtain.

The blue petals are extremely light, but extremely correct.

The blue in roses usually has something to do with purple, but the one she carefully cultivated, if it were placed in the gardening world, I'm afraid it would be a noisy existence—

Because this blue is like blue snow flower, and like sky blue pointed petal wood.

Light but gorgeous.

This is a blue rose that has never appeared before, and it is so blue that it is shocking, layers of spiritual energy urge and wrap, constant experiments, pruning...

Song Tan vaguely remembered that the last time she worked so hard was when she cultivated rice in the cultivation world!

Looking down at this rose that was about to bloom again, she also appreciated her own efforts.

As for the faint gaze perceived behind her... ah! Not important!

As long as Lu Chuan doesn't rush over and pull open the curtain, this secret is hidden very well.

They were full of expectations for breakfast in the room. In the hotel back kitchen, several young chefs surrounded the small sand pot bubbling and rolling in front of them, and the action of stirring in it was light and soft.

Everyone held their breath, as if blowing one more breath, the porridge in the pot would rush out.

Someone was on the phone on the side: "Master! Master, come here! Wait for the porridge to be ready, we will send it up..."

Buffet, naturally, doesn't need the chef to do it himself, it's all made in large pots by other chefs.

Therefore, whether it is the executive chef or the chef with a grade, they are still sleeping soundly at home now.

Suddenly hearing this noise from the apprentice employees, it was because of a pot of porridge, naturally brainless.

But...

The apprentice emphasized: "This porridge is really different! This rice is particularly different!"

Apprentices who can work here are all apprentices who have seen good things. Since they emphasized it so much, the chefs scolded, but finally rushed over quickly.

Beicheng's morning is really congested. When they came, those breakfasts had already been sent up. The apprentice saw them coming in, and hurriedly led them to a sand pot that hadn't been washed, and then pointed to some rice grains remaining on it:

"Master, do you smell it?"

Masters:...

As a cook, what can't you taste in the back kitchen?

At this moment, everyone picked up the sand pot, sniffed carefully, and then used a spoon to gently scrape the rice grains to taste, and then their eyes lit up!

"You said on the phone, this is the ingredient the customer brought himself?"

Hmm!

The apprentice nodded: "The guest room manager brought it over, saying that people live in a 3600 suite, but bring their own rice, flour, eggs, steamed buns, zongzi, etc..."

This contrast is too strange, so everyone laughed for a long time—

【On the strange habits of the rich】

Only then did they know that it was not the strange habit of the rich, it was the frog at the bottom of the well of the poor.

The apprentice was depressed: "Such good ingredients, our hotel also has star ratings, why haven't we come into contact with them? Is it the level of Michelin?"

Just kidding, they haven't eaten Michelin!

The chef was very unhappy: "This must be some internal supply ingredients—you make a phone call to the manager and ask, see if it's convenient, I will meet the customer in person?"

It's not too much for the executive chef to chat with the customer for a few words, right?

The guest room manager was almost knocked down by the fragrance when she came to carry the meals, and now she is also reluctant to part with these ingredients.

The chef didn't say, she also wanted to facilitate this matter.

Therefore, she immediately replied:

"The customer is playing in the park today, and they need to make a birthday cake in the evening, ingredients are self-prepared, and if there are any not prepared, use the hotel's to top it up."

"I will ask about their time arrangement today, if there is leisure, it is best to meet and chat before making the cake."

To make the cake more in line with the heart!

A group of people looked forward to her reply, but after more than ten minutes, the guest room manager sighed sadly:

"The customer said that they will play in the park for a day today, and see when the children are willing to come back. As for the cake, she definitely didn't think as thoughtfully and creatively as the chef, let the chef play freely..."

Sighs in the whole kitchen.

And the chef regained his spirit: "To make a top-grade cake, you must be familiar with the characteristics of each food. It is reasonable to taste it before making it, right?"

He urged the guest room manager: "Quick! You communicate with the customer!"

Guest room manager:...

She was vigilant: "Communication is communication, but you can't steal food!"

Emphasize again: "We have surveillance!"

?? Hehe!

? (End of chapter)