Reborn King of Marketing

Warm mixed conch meat, chive-flavored sea intestines, cold sea cucumbers, old vinegar stingheads, the four standard Shandong cuisine mixes exude an alluring aroma on the stone table.

"How is this possible?" Director Xu is a seasoned gourmet who naturally knows the goods. These four cold dishes may seem simple, but they are all extraordinary and must be made by famous people.

Lao Xu ignored others, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of snail meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard.

The snail meat was crispy, juicy, and had an extraordinary taste. His mouth was watering after eating, but he didn't put down his chopsticks. Then he picked up three other cold dishes and tasted them respectively.

The sea cucumber is fresh and fragrant, the jellyfish head is crisp and delicious, and the sea intestines are stimulated by the chives to give a rich flavor that makes people unable to put down their chopsticks.

After tasting a few dishes, Director Xu's face became rich in expression, and he looked at Zhang Xuebing with a pair of fleshy, slit eyes shining with a thick smile.

"Brother, you are so capable. What method did you use to get the master to take action himself?"

Manager Qian and Lao Zhao also picked up their chopsticks and praised them repeatedly after tasting them. The three of them looked at Zhang Xuebing with a surprised smile on their faces.

"how did you do it?"

The three people asked in unison.

Zhang Xuebing smiled but did not answer, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and the hop foam piled up.

"Drinking, right? I'll drink the wine today, no one can snatch it from me!" Director Xu quickly filled his own glass, and immediately gave Lao Qian a full glass as well.

Several people's wine glasses clinked together, and Lao Xu and Lao Qian drank the wine in their glasses happily. There was no more contempt in their eyes, and they all looked at Zhang Xuebing with admiration.

"Brother, stop being so pretentious!" Manager Xu shook his empty wine glass and looked at Zhang Xuebing.

Guess Men'er felt so uncomfortable that everyone wanted to know how he persuaded the chef to take action himself.

Manager Qian picked up the wine glass again and drank three glasses in a row. Then he said in a sincere tone, "Brother, I was arrogant just now. Three glasses of wine are an apology. You can't still hide it and make us feel uncomfortable."

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In fact, people who hold power will inevitably look down on others. This is also due to their mentality. You cannot say that the other person is bad.

Zhang Xuebing had seen many of them in his previous life and would not argue with them. After all, he still had something to ask for, so it would be bad if he offended others.

He smiled calmly and said, "No rush, let's eat and drink first, and Master Liu will explain it to you in person later!"

With a bang, Director Xu accidentally knocked over the wine glass and said in surprise, "What, Master Liu is coming in person after the meeting?"

Even though Old Xu and Old Qian were arrogant, they had all heard that this Master Liu was extraordinary.

Recalling that back then, he was not only Taishan Beidou among the chefs in the capital, but he also served as an imperial chef for many years and served several big leaders. His connections and connections were difficult for ordinary people to match.

For a guy like Lao Qian and Lao Xu who only looks up to him, it would be a big gain for him to see his golden face today.

At this moment, the two of them no longer dared to look down on Zhang Xuebing. There was even a look of fear in their eyes. They all thought that this old man from the mountains must be related to Master Liu. Otherwise, how could they invite him to do it in person?

Cook and show up?

Even Zhao Xianming was so shocked that he couldn't even open his mouth from ear to ear. Zhang Xuebing brought him endless surprises. Now he has a relationship with Master Liu. How amazing is that?

The four of them exchanged cups and had a great time drinking. Qian and Xu even toasted again and again, lowering their bodies and practicing ethics with Zhang Xuebing.

A few people were drinking like crazy, and Zhang Xuebing told some Internet jokes from his previous life from time to time, making everyone laugh. The atmosphere at the wine table suddenly reached its peak again, and the box of wine was about to bottom out.

At this moment, a strange fragrance hit their nostrils, and the four people under the grape trellis immediately stopped all movements and turned their heads to follow the smell.

A silver-haired old man wearing a moon-white Tang suit and a chef's hat was walking slowly from the kitchen with a black wooden tray in his hand.

"It smells so good, this smell..." Director Xu muttered to himself as if he didn't see anything else and was possessed.

Manager Qian suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "Master Liu..."

The visitor was none other than Liu Yiwei, a master in the Mingchi catering industry.

At this moment, Director Xu slowly woke up, extended his hand enthusiastically and said, "Master Liu, you really came in person!"

However, Liu Yiyi ignored no one and walked up to Zhang Xuebing with a smile.

As Master Liu approached, Zhang Xuebing hurriedly reached out to help take the tray and greeted him warmly, "You are taking it seriously, I'm just joking!"

"No one can stand without trust. Those of us who are immortal are more concerned about credibility. We must keep our word!"

Master Liu took two dishes from the tray and placed them in the middle of the stone table, "Farewell My Concubine, Shili Skirt, are all made by me. Please try them!"

Everyone looked down and saw that the soup in the large blue and white porcelain fish and algae pattern soup drum was red in color. Through the soup, you could faintly see the pieces of meat underneath. The few vegetable leaves embellished with it exuded a rich emerald green color in the dense water vapor.

Everyone suddenly realized that the so-called "Farewell My Concubine" actually means soft-shelled turtle and stewed chicken. Because "bastard" doesn't sound good, it has a homonym.

In another eight-inch porcelain plate with a shallow bottom, the particles were clearly red and yellow, but I couldn't tell what they were.

Master Liu explained with a smile, "The skirt of Shili skirt is actually the skirt of fried turtle with ginkgo. I learned this from the Confucian cuisine Shili Ginkgo. Hey, I haven't done it myself in a few years. Please give it a try.

, have you regressed?"

The poem "Ginkgo Biloba" is a metaphor for the story of Confucius teaching Confucius to learn poetry and etiquette. Shandong cuisine really has a long history and profound heritage, and every dish is an allusion.

Both dishes exude a strange aroma, are exquisitely presented, and are attractive in color. It can be said that the color, flavor, and image are all perfect, and you can't help but move your index fingers.

It was Lao Xu who was the first to use his chopsticks, picked up a piece of turtle meat and chewed it with his eyes closed. He remained silent for a long time, just immersed in the ocean of delicious food.

Although the other two people were not gourmets, they were intoxicated after tasting it, and for a while there was silence under the grape arbor.

Master Liu seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of several people, with a proud smile on his lips. Suddenly he noticed that Zhang Xuebing didn't move his chopsticks, and said with a serious look on his face.

"Little brother, why don't you try it? Do you look down on the old man's craftsmanship?"

Zhang Xuebing shook his head and smiled bitterly, making a joke for future generations, "I'm afraid I'm addicted to it. What should I do if I can't eat such delicious food in the future?"

Master Liu was stunned when he heard this, and immediately realized that this was flattery in disguise, and he burst out laughing.

"Eat, eat as much as you want, you're addicted to it, as long as you bring fresh ingredients, my old man will take care of you!"

At this time, Lao Xu woke up from the shock of the delicious food and looked at Master Liu with admiration, "Ten years ago, I had the honor to taste your craftsmanship. Looking at it today, not only has it not deteriorated, but it has become more refined and absolutely perfect."

Got it!"

Lao Zhao and Lao Qian hurriedly stood up and respectfully gave up their seats. Liu Yi was not polite at all and sat on the main seat casually.

At this time, Lao Qian no longer had any arrogance in him, and he asked humbly like a primary school student, "I heard that you haven't cooked for many years. What is today..."

Liu Yiyi twirled his snow-white beard and pointed at Zhang Xuebing, "If it weren't for him, I would never be able to cook such good food in my life!"