"Well?"
The people who thought that Ian would be furious were surprised. He just wanted to settle with McGonagall. Now he is not only praising the steak sincerely, but also eating it with a knife and fork. He has a good taste. He is not angry.
But soon everyone's face showed a smile. Yes, after eating the food made by boss Mai, I wish I could serve him as a kitchen god. I'm not willing to be angry with him. If I get angry with him and get on the blacklist of the restaurant, it's a huge loss.
McGonagall in the kitchen also has a smile on his face. Delicious food can resolve all doubts. That's where his confidence lies.
"Aisha, your true fragrance warning is effective every time." Abelmia smiles and touches Sally's arm with a big smile on her face.
"It's the strongest sound of following your heart in the face of delicious food." Sally also has a smile on her face.
"This..." Broca looked at Ian, and the expression on his face was also a little strange. Such a situation is really rare. His master doesn't often lose his temper, but if he loses his temper, he won't easily lose his temper in half a day. Unexpectedly, after a while, he can't see any anger on his face.
Of course, this kind of behavior is rarely seen in our master.
"Is this steak really so delicious? How can you let the master indulge in it like this? Is this boss too powerful? " Broca looked at Ian in front of the steak crazy swallow saliva, the thick fragrance came, people can't help swallowing impulse.
"Please enjoy your Yangzhou fried rice and your bean curd." At this time, yabeimia put Yangzhou fried rice in front of Broca, as well as sweet and salty tofu.
"Thank you." Broca nodded, her eyes were completely attracted by the colorful fried rice in front of her.
Although the flavor is not as strong as that of steak, the flavor of all kinds of ingredients still attracts him. The flavor is a little lighter, but it also has another flavor.
All the ingredients are cut into grains of rice and fried together with rice. The golden eggs are perfectly wrapped on the grains of rice. There is no adhesion between each grain of rice and the side dishes.
This way of eating is unheard of by Broca, but the smell has made him unable to help but pick up a spoon, scoop a mouthful of fried rice and feed it to his mouth.
Just out of the pot of fried rice is still a little hot, but Broca did not care, unprecedented delicious impact on his taste buds, but also impact on his brain.
The fragrance of scallion and egg comes to my nostrils. The taste of shrimp and ham cut into rice grains is so delicate. The rice wrapped in eggs is full of sweet taste after chewing. The taste of various food materials melts in my mouth, constantly impacting the taste buds. Until I swallow it, the fragrance still fills my mouth.
"Incredible taste! How could there be such delicious food in the world! Is this really rice? "
Looking at the menu before, Yangzhou fried rice was already cheap on this menu. It also needed 600 copper coins, which made him feel that the price of the boss was high.
But now, Broca only thinks that the 600 copper coin is too valuable. All kinds of food materials show a fresh word. Although they are cut into the size of rice grains, they can still taste the delicious taste of all kinds of food materials in their mouth, which is incredible.
He is Ian's housekeeper, and also the most senior housekeeper in the Buffett family. Naturally, his monthly salary is quite a lot, and there are even two shops under his name.
He had already thought that if he had time, he would have to eat this delicious Yangzhou fried rice again. If he could eat a bowl every day, he would have nothing to ask for in his life.
"Ding!"
Ian's knife and Broca's spoon almost hit the empty plate at the same time. They looked at each other. Broca silently picked up the plate and licked the two remaining pieces of rice.
"Promising."
Ian curled his mouth, looked at a small colored pepper left on the plate, and quietly put it into his mouth.
Buruka laughs. Although he doesn't think the master's action is more elegant than his licking the plate, he can only think about it in his heart.
"Sir, are you satisfied with your food?" Broca asked with a smile. After asking, he felt as if he had asked nonsense. He had never seen Ian eat so clean on his plate that he didn't even have a side dish left.
"I've never had such a delicious beef. Like wine, it's the best of the best." Ian put down his knife and fork and nodded.
"And this wine?" Broca asked in a low voice, slightly nervous. If McGonagall's wine can be compared with that of buffet's, it's not good news.
Although Broca's voice was not very loud, the guests sitting nearby raised their ears and listened. Although there were many rich people, none of them could match the master Ian in understanding wine, and his evaluation was naturally the most powerful.
"Although we only taste the wine added to the beef, judging from the aroma and the taste after heating, the quality of this wine is not inferior to the A-class special brewed by buffet winery, and it may taste better." Ian thought for a moment and nodded.
"A-class special wine is the most rated wine sold by buffet manor, at least 200000 copper dollars per bottle!"
"My God! It's a luxury! A piece of steak is cooked with A-class special brew. Boss Mai is really boss Mai! "
"I thought beer was the peak of boss Mai's brewing. Now it seems that he is still underestimated. It's killing all walks of life!"
Ian's voice did not deliberately lower, suddenly caused an uproar in the restaurant, guests looking at the plate of steak, eyes are a little different.
Black pepper, known as black gold, grade a special wine, grade 4 Warcraft tin bull meat, this is not just an ordinary beef.
This is - a very expensive steak.
This mouthful, the feeling is not the taste of gold coins, but the fragrance of dragon coins.
Of course, money is too vulgar, delicious is the key.
But knowing that this seemingly ordinary steak is made of such top-grade ingredients, I feel a lot more comfortable with this mouthful, and there is also some effect of delicious addition.
"He's a little eccentric, but he's a fair old man." McGonagall listened to Ian's words in the kitchen, nodded slightly, and gave such a high evaluation after eating only steak, which proved his professional judgment on wine.
"Sir, this is your salted bean curd." Broca put the plate aside and put the salted bean curd in front of Ian.