Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 466 - 464: Professor Liu’s Concern

"Hey old friend, there’s going to be a special Chinese culinary showcase tomorrow evening. Want to come to my restaurant for a taste?"

In the spacious kitchen office, Allen was leisurely sitting in an executive chair, making a phone call.

"A real Chinese culinary showcase, I guarantee the taste will absolutely blow your mind."

"Oh, NONONO, I have no interest in things like hearts or livers, oh God, why would anyone enjoy eating such things?"

Allen laughed, "Old friend, don’t have such severe stereotypes about Chinese food, okay? They have an enormous variety of cuisines and dishes, it’s not just about making food with those organs."

"You know, I prefer lighter meals, and the heavy oil and flavors of Chinese food aren’t really to my liking. If you were the head chef, I’d hop on a plane right now."

"NONONO, trust me, this time you’ll definitely be surprised. I’ve never met such an amazing young person, and if you don’t come, you’re sure to regret it."

"Do you promise?"

"Come if you want."

"Hahaha, alright, alright, I’ll trust you this time. But if those dishes aren’t to my taste, you have to personally make me your best Gruyere puffs."

Hanging up the phone, Allen dialed another number.

"Old buddy, want to come tomorrow evening to taste the best Chinese food? I guarantee it’ll give you quite a surprise."

"If tasting bad food counts as a surprise, then I believe what you’re saying might be true."

Allen laughed heartily, "I really don’t know why you all are so resistant to Chinese food, but I’ve tried this chef’s skills, and I’m sure you’ll be satisfied."

"Allen, you know me, I’ve made so much money just because I love good food. If you make me angry, the consequences will be very serious."

Thinking about how Wang Fan had conquered his taste buds with just one cabbage, and the delicious cake called Sunlight Golden Mountain, Allen was filled with confidence, "Don’t worry, old buddy. If you’re not satisfied with the food, I’ll come to your place and be your personal chef for a month, how’s that?"

"Then I’ll have someone remodel a kitchen for you right now. Let me know what style you like beforehand."

Hanging up the phone, Allen shook his head with a smile. They’d been old friends for so many years, how was this scheming heart still unsatisfied?

Flipping open the contacts, he clicked on another number and dialed it, this time with a mischievous smile on his face.

The phone connected, and a slightly cool female voice sounded, "Alain?"

"Dear Anna, yes, it’s me, hahaha."

Professor Liu smiled, "How come you have time to contact me today?"

"Of course, it’s something related to you."

Professor Liu paused, then quickly thought of something, "It’s about Wang Fan?"

Recently, she had arranged for Wang Fan to go there to eat, so calling her at this time could only be related to that guy.

"Yes, Anna, you’re still so smart. The Wang Fan you recommended is going to perform a Chinese culinary showcase tomorrow evening. Aren’t you going to support him?"

Professor Liu was very surprised by Allen’s words, "What? Wang Fan’s Chinese showcase? Where?"

Allen said proudly, "Of course, it’s at my Le Jules Verne. Overlooking the beautiful scenery of Paris while enjoying gourmet food; isn’t that the most beautiful enjoyment on earth?"

Professor Liu said mercilessly, "What’s there to see about your stinky ditch? I suspect your restaurant can’t get three stars because you might smell some kind of stink there."

Allen said helplessly, "We haven’t seen each other for so many years, and your words are still as sharp as ever, like they’re dipped in venom."

Professor Liu wondered, "Let’s not talk about that. I admit Wang Fan’s ability to create food is very strong, but his style doesn’t seem to match your restaurant, does it? Aren’t you afraid he’ll ruin your reputation?"

"Are you talking about his plating?"

"Yes, his style is quite casual," Professor Liu said tactfully.

Allen chuckled, "My dear Anna, how long has it been since you last saw Wang Fan?"

"About over two months?"

"You Huaxia have a saying, ’See a scholar in a different light after three days.’ In two months, you’ll need to see him afresh several times."

"The saying is ’Look at a man differently after three days.’ The character for ’soil’ (上短下长) is different from ’scholar’ (上长下短), meaning if his plating style is now enough to please you?"

Allen was a bit annoyed by the correction, "Your Huaxia characters are so square and hard to differentiate."

After complaining, he continued, "Can’t you see for yourself? I’m sure you’ll be surprised. Oh, and you might want to call some friends who are still critics; this is a great opportunity to make Huaxia cuisine famous."

"Okay, I’ll book a plane ticket right away. But aren’t you really afraid he’ll ruin your reputation?"

"Haha, don’t worry, Anna. His skills now will definitely surprise even you. I have full confidence in him. This opportunity is rare, and consider my past debts to you repaid."

"Okay, stars were yours to earn anyway. If you insist on calling it a favor, there’s nothing I can do."

Allen said seriously, "Who’s talking about star ratings with you? Though your mouth is sharp, like the most poisonous cobra spitting venom, your words really helped me a lot."

"That’s because you’re insightful; I dare not take the credit."

After a few more pleasantries, Allen hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Professor Liu furrowed her brows.

She had indeed talked to Wang Fan about plating, but she wasn’t sure if he took it to heart. Could he really reach Michelin level in just two months since they last met?

Maybe it shouldn’t be called improvement but evolution!

No, I need to call and find out.

Thinking of this, Professor Liu decisively picked up the phone again, but hesitated looking at Wang Fan’s number.

A young genius chef, facing the opportunity to possibly make a name for himself, could he be already overwhelmed by it?

If she asked him, would his overflowing confidence reveal his true state and preparation?

Her finger slid down, and she eventually clicked on Zhuo Qianqian’s phone number.

As someone close, she should be clearer at a time like this than Wang Fan himself.

Now it’s 3:30 PM in Huaxia, about 9:30 AM in Paris, a suitable time for a call.

After adding the international and French codes, Professor Liu dialed Zhuo Qianqian’s number.

Zhuo Qianqian was helping Wang Fan cook red beans at this time and was a bit puzzled when her phone rang.

Seeing it was Professor Liu calling, she quickly answered, "Hello, Professor Liu."

Hearing her protégé’s voice, Professor Liu was clearly a bit happier, "Are you still in Paris now?"

"Yes, I’m currently with the boss showing off at the entrance of the Louvre, hehe."