Novel-V Chapter 760 The Most Poisonous Tongue in History
Chapter 760 The Most Poisonous Tongue in History
Chapter 760 The Most Poisonous Tongue in History
Due to a cold and a stiff neck last night, the heroine of the Halberd Eater, Nakiri Erina, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the beautiful scenery outside with a blank face, thoughts racing in her mind, recalling past "accomplishments".
Reservations are not accepted after 6:1.8 p.m., and they do not help to get a number in advance when calling. The wait is an hour and a half. The waiters are all handsome men over [-] meters, so no one will give up the number even if they wait for an hour and a half. —— Sicily, France It's just that tall.
The restaurant only seats 26, and it's impossible to eat without a reservation three weeks in advance.The chef here will have his own menu, usually dishes are closely related to the season.When you sit in front of the bar and shout a "menu", or you can find that the bar here is still made of rare cypress wood, the order here is "OMAKASE", where the chef customizes the dishes according to the budget and taste of the guests , so that means you need to pick the best chef for you.
In just one month since its opening, Sicily, France has been ranked No.10 in the list of "Most Delicious Restaurant", "Most Anticipated Restaurant" and "Top 1 Popularity" by major mobile gourmet apps.The gourmets who are used to eating through the list are ready to fight against Sicily, France after get off work. Of course, there are not a few of them who want to see how bad the service can be, and whether the waiter can be handsome enough to serve the meal.
Sicily, France claims that the ingredients are airlifted to ensure the original taste, and the chef comes from a Michelin three-star restaurant.
You are in Rome, you are in Paris, you are on the Mediterranean coast, you can eat everything here.
The price in Sicily, France is set at about 1 euros per capita, and the marketing is well done, and it soon became a place where gourmets are vying to occupy.
When dining in Sicily, France, you can always see people taking photos of the food, themselves, and the waiters. Even if you only order a creamy carrot soup, posting it to Moments can spark heated discussions.
Half a year after the opening, the owner of the French Sicilian held a celebration banquet in public and invited some friends from the media to take pictures. He not only introduced the Italian chef in front of the media, but also advertised the new dishes for the next season.
"Next season we will have on the menu..."
"It's so unpalatable..."
In the bright flash of the new product launch, a female voice suddenly interrupted the French Sicilian spokesperson.
Everyone turned their heads to follow the prestige. In the far corner of the banquet hall, there was a woman with long blond hair frowning, gently flicking the food on the plate in front of her with a silver fork.
"Provence tomato seafood cup, a fishy smell of shrimp just came back from a trip around the world? Asparagus pork roll, this asparagus can be a hundred years old, I can't bite it, but the beef ball in this Tuscany spicy beef ball is soft It's like a tuoxiang."
"As for desserts... don't your three-star Michelin chefs know the difference between high-gluten flour and low-gluten flour?"
She happened to be sitting in the first row of the food tasting, and the media all pointed their cameras at her.The Global Daily reporter glanced at the nameplate in front of her, and slapped her thigh hard in her heart!
Why didn't I recognize it just now!
Immediately pointed the microphone in front of her.
The French Sicilian boss was sitting at the main table with a cigar in his hand, chatting with a group of business leaders, when he heard the woman's words, he smiled and turned a sideways glance.
"Nowadays, catering is also starting to engage in word-of-mouth marketing, which is understandable, but you can see that the fat distribution of the beef in this main dish is simply impossible to be the imported Kobe beef you advertised. You bought it at a nearby vegetable market for 16 yuan a catty, right? Well done... your boss is also a senior in the catering industry, won't you be afraid of retribution for making such bad money?"
The host immediately came back to his senses after staying for a while: "Ahahaha, miss, maybe you are too demanding on food, some things are not judged by personal preference alone, and we in Sicily, France will never shoddy .Come on, friends from the media, let's continue to talk about the menu for the next season..."
"That's right." The woman stood up with her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker, "I really have high requirements for food, so don't open a restaurant if you don't have the sincerity to cook a good dish."
Whispers were buzzing in the arena, media people and guests from all walks of life were whispering to each other, and the host looked ashen as he couldn't find a camera, and subconsciously looked at the boss.
The boss locked his eyes on the woman, and asked the manager sitting beside him, "Who is this woman?"
The manager said: "Her name is Nakiri Erina, a gourmet with the tongue of God."
"Who invited her here?"
The manager wiped sweat: "Because she has great influence in the culinary industry, she is basically regarded as the vane of the world's trendy food. I invited her to do some publicity for our restaurant. Who knows..."
The boss narrowed his eyes and said, "Is the money not enough?"
Manager: "No, she gave the highest price among all the guests. The money has already been credited to the account, but she returned it. She said that the food review is not for money."
The boss gave a meaningful "Oh", took a puff on his cigar, tapped the table twice with his stubby fingers, and left.
Seeing that the boss had left, the manager walked towards the security guards quickly and asked them to gently persuade Erina to leave.
The security guard walked up to Nakiri Erina and just made a gesture to invite someone, but Nakiri Erina turned around and left without saying a word.
Walking to the door, she glanced back at the golden sign in the hall - Sicily, France.
It shouldn't be too bright for long.
Nakiri Erina put on her sunglasses and pushed open the heavy door of Sicily, France.
In the crowded city, the road traffic is tightly covered, watching the sunset, the hour hand points to eight o'clock, and the road home is long.
After returning to the hotel, I looked at the deserted room, turned on the TV to make a little noise, watched boring TV series, and ate fast food until I got tired of it.
The rice was wiped out, leaving only a greasy taste in the mouth, a full stomach, but no sense of happiness.
Turn on the computer with nothing to do, enter the online world, and log on to social software.
She glanced at it casually, and there was a lot of discussion on the Internet:
"Nakiri Erina must have gone to the hottest restaurant in French Sicily during this time, right?"
"It's really not easy to be ranked in that kind of popular restaurant. Let's see how she evaluates it. Is there any recommended dish!"
She sneered a little.
Afterwards, the store was concluded in the circle of friends.
"The chef of the Michelin three-star restaurant has a loud slogan, but he can't even figure out the flour. Can you just find a Caucasian person and pretend to be an expert, a professor, and a chef? You can only name fancy dishes but cook blindfolded." , package the worst ingredients into high-quality ingredients and sell them at a high price, if you want to sick yourself, go to Sicily, France."
Nakiri Erina, as a gourmet tycoon in the world of Halberd Eater Spirit, she basically sentenced this restaurant to death by saying these words.
Afterwards, she has patronized all the famous restaurants in France, whether it is Chinese food, Western food, fusion cuisine, noble cuisine, traditional restaurants...all of them are included in her review.No matter how popular and crowded the restaurants are, they are merciless when they are criticized; no matter how low-key roadside stalls are, they are not stingy when they are praised...
The flow of the restaurant that she praised doubled, and several bosses came to thank them, but they were turned away by Nakiri Erina, the eldest lady was not short of money!
A well-known gourmet, a good evaluation is worth a thousand dollars, but Nakiri Erina publicly said that whoever puts money on her will be exposed and advises diners not to eat in such unscrupulous stores.
"Only a hard-working boss and a hard-working chef can make delicious food. A businessman only smells like copper."
She said so.
(End of this chapter)