After Liu and others entered the restaurant, they quietly reached the prepared table.

The eyes of all the other guests fell on them with curiosity in their eyes. Some recognized the identities of the four people and bowed slightly towards them, while others began to ask their companions.

After all, there are few people who can make an exception for wandering travelers to add tables at this time.

Wu Lai also hurried to the kitchen and began to prepare the dishes for tonight.

"Lao Liu, you said, this boy can't really have come to a point where we can't imagine in terms of cooks?" Huang Lao sat down and asked Liu Lao in a low voice.

Not only he, but also the other two were very confused and curious.

"If it's someone else, of course I don't believe it, but Wu Lai, his every day is different from before. Maybe in these days we don't know, his cooking has really reached the level of the kitchen god?" Liu Lao said uncertainly.

Just after saying that, he felt a little mysterious. Shouldn't such people exist in this world? You can compete for the kitchen god in a few days

"That's right... Wu Lai is such a good cook that he can even make colorful glazed hearts. What the old miracle doctor can't do, the taste is still so good... As long as he wants to study his cooking a little, maybe even if he can't reach the world's only Kitchen God, he should have no problem being the first in our southern province." Huang Lao thought of the medicinal diet that day and smashed it into his mouth. At his age, there was little food to eat. That medicinal diet was the first time.

"Well, wait quietly and wait and see." Liu Lao's eyes were on the kitchen side. He had a premonition that Wu Lai would give them a big surprise.

The miracle doctor, the kitchen god, the youngest congenital grand master, the high and frightening military rank, the leader of the dragon group, the son-in-law of the Luo family, the boss of Jishitang, the owner of the Charity Fund... If all these titles were gathered on Wu Lai alone, he would not know how far Wu Lai would go.

This may be the legendary talent?

It wasn't long or short. Just more than ten minutes later, everyone had a French Foie Gras on their table.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the goose liver carefully prepared by Master Wu. It is sweet and soft. As the first main dish, it is also the only dish he made tonight. You should cherish it." Zheng Chenggong looked at the goose liver in front of everyone, and then he introduced it loudly.

Without too much introduction, everyone who looks at this foie gras can't help but feel the palpitation in his heart.

A faint fragrance has entered their nostrils.

French foie gras is not a rare dish. As one of the signature dishes, everyone here has eaten it at least once.

It's just different from the foie gras they had eaten before. The aroma of this French foie gras is not strong or light, just arousing their appetite. The color makes people's hands can't help picking up a knife and fork.

"Foreigners' things..." Huang Lao snorted, but then he couldn't help picking up the fork in his hand and preparing to start.

No matter what country, no matter who, as long as you smell the fragrance, you can't control it immediately.

Liu Lao's eyes lit up and he was the first to start.