Chapter: 320
"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 color is neither dark nor light. It is very moderate. 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 nugget into his mouth and tasted it 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’s unbelievable if it’s delicious, 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 smiled and shook their heads when they heard this.
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?"
"All right..."
…
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.