I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Ji Rui Building is located in Yangcheng, and its name is very loud.

This is true both in the Zhong Bo period and now.

Although they have changed two owners, they are all descendants of the Manchu and Han Quanxi, so the taste will not be bad.

But today, many diners find it strange.

Because in front of the door of Ji Rui Building, stands a sign.

"Closed today!"

There is no decoration, and there is no accident. How can the business suddenly be suspended?

You know, since the opening of Jirui Building, it has been suspended for a while when it was renovated 20 years ago.

For a time, many diners were talking about

At this moment, a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of the Ji Rui Building.

After the driver came to open the door, Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman walked out of the car.

Tang Ping, who had been waiting in front of the store, immediately greeted him and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, you're here!"

Seeing Tang Ping, Lin Xian was a little surprised and asked curiously, "Didn't you go back?"

Tang Ping gave a simple and honest smile and explained: "After I resign, I will carry out and develop with Yingqi in Yangcheng!"

"good!"

Lin Xian nodded and immediately understood.

Tang Ping turned slightly and gestured, "Mr. Lin, please come here, the banquet will start in half an hour!"

He remembered that the first two times when Lin Xian came to Yangcheng, the woman beside him didn't seem to be the one in front of him, but he sensible didn't ask.

As a former private detective, I still have this vision

The decoration of Jirui Building is very retro, with the characteristics of Yangcheng at the same time

At this time, the hall has been rearranged.

The huge hall has completely turned into a competition venue.

Several people in chef uniforms sat in the auditorium on both sides.

In front of the playing field, there are five main positions.

At this time, there were already three old people sitting on the main seat.

The two vacant places in the middle were obviously reserved for Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman.

The moment Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman walked into the hall, everyone's eyes turned to them.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoman seemed a little nervous, and leaned slightly closer to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian held her hand, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Darling, don't be nervous. You have to know that everything tonight is prepared for you, and you are the real master."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman gave Lin Xian an affectionate look, and the original tension and restraint immediately dissipated without a trace.

That's right, Lin Xian prepared everything for her tonight. These people are just foils.

Why is she nervous?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, and he took the initiative to move towards the main seat.

The people in the auditorium gathered together in twos and threes, discussing in a low voice.

"Who are these two?"

"It's obviously Mr. Lin, the real organizer of this Dragon Gate Banquet!"

"Do you know? It is said that this Dragon Gate Banquet cost 20 million!"

"Hey! Where did you hear that?"

"Master Liao's son-in-law told me, and said that this Mr. Lin asked Master Liao Jie to make a yellow croaker in soup, and the price was 1 million!"

"Mother Throwing Thunder! It seems that you can do whatever you want with money!"

Everyone was surprised, but no one belittled or laughed at Lin Xian.

Because for a chef, diners like Lin Xian are their true confidants.

Chapter 23 Hai Bazhen!

Tang Ping followed Lin Xian, and after they were seated, he began to introduce: "Mr. Lin, this is the fifth generation of Yushan Fangzhuang, Mr. Hou Cheng."

"Hello Mr. Hou!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Hou Cheng.

The Royal Kitchen Imitation Village is a restaurant opened by the royal chef after he came out of the palace, and it has been handed down to this day.

"Mr. Lin, thank you very much, such a scene may never happen again in the future!"

Hou Cheng smiled and sighed.

Obviously, they already knew in advance that Lin Xian was the real owner of this Dragon Gate Banquet.

Tang Ping continued to introduce: "This is Mr. Lin Jianjun, the president of the National Chefs Association and the editor-in-chief of Food Guide Magazine."

Lin Jianjun was a little fat, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Mr. Lin, it's a coincidence, I met my family today!"

"What a coincidence!" Lin Xian laughed.

"This is the president of the National Culinary Association. Mr. Shi Zhengliang is also the founder of many famous banquets such as Taibai Shi Wine Banquet and Chinese Wenchang Banquet." Tang Ping introduced.

Shi Zhengliang looked black and thin, not much like a chef, but more like an old farmer.

Sitting there straight, unsmiling.

Seeing Lin Xian extending his hand, Shi Zhengliang squeezed a smile and shook hands.

Upon seeing this, Lin Jianjun explained: "Don't mind Mr. Lin, Lao Shi has a personality that is less good at communication than Muna."

"No problem!"

Lin Xian smiled and waved his hand.