Global Food Tour

Chapter 117: Turn the Clouds and See the Sun!

The prince ate several shrimps in a row, which made his bodyguards dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw their prince eating like this. You must know that the identity of this prince is not simple. Is a very high person.

After eating five shrimps, the prince stopped, wiped his mouth and said, "Who made this delicacy?"

The white hat chef straightened his body, and said respectfully, "It's the chef in charge of cooking for you today, Mr. Zhang Feng."

"Call him to see me."

"Ok."

The chef in the white hat gave a slight salute, turned and walked towards the kitchen, but soon came out with a disheveled face and apprehension.

"Your Highness, Chef Zhang said that he...is not available." The white hat chef scolded Zhang Feng fiercely in his heart. He didn't know why Zhang Feng insisted on telling the prince himself according to his original words.

Then the white hat chef hastily added: "Chef Zhang is cooking a very good dish, it may be inconvenient to leave."

After hearing the white hat chef's explanation, the prince put on a light smile on his face and said, "Okay, I'll wait for him to bring me a new experience."

"Yes, I also believe in Chef Zhang's strength." The white hat chef let out a sigh of relief.

In the kitchen, in a "cloud and fog", the knife in Zhang Feng's hand cut through the fog, forming various faults. is wrong.

The invisible works are slowly completed under Zhang Feng's knife and various cooking methods. The white hat chef is chatting with the prince outside. The subject of the conversation is naturally Zhang Feng. Hearing that Zhang Feng is actually a Chinese people, and have been to so many places.

"...Yes, this is the photo taken by the chef, and he also won the grand prize in the tourism and humanities section of the Sony International Photo Contest this year. You see, this is the photo he took at the Shiva Temple in Kathmandu. It is really ..."

A relaxed topic, studying Zhang Feng, who both of them are interested in, even the bodyguards felt that the atmosphere was much better than at the beginning. Looking at the tablet from the corner of their eyes, they saw a life that he envied.

"Not bad, this article is well written." The prince looked at Zhang Feng's [What is the meaning of travel? ], couldn't help giving a thumbs up, and the color of approval on his face became more.

The topic outside is still going on with the music and the photos, videos and articles on the tablet. In the kitchen, the work in Zhang Feng’s hands has also reached the final stage, and he started to sprint. Pay attention to every movement.

……

The "fog" in the kitchen also disappeared, and the sound under the big cover settled down. Zhang Feng took a deep breath, wiped the water stains on his hands, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he got what he wanted, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Dressed up, Zhang Feng put on the chef's hat, holding his own work, and walked out of the kitchen. The delicious food in the cover seemed to have its own aura. As soon as he came out of the kitchen, the prince and the white hat chef stopped whispering, and both Involuntarily staring at the things in Zhang Feng's hands.

Zhang Feng is not angry at all. Now his role is a chef. The prince is so staring at the things in his hands. Then, the things just now have confirmed his guess. This prince likes the nine dragons going out to sea just now!
Surprisingly, the bodyguards did not stop Zhang Feng, and allowed Zhang Feng to put the tray of delicacies on the table. Zhang Feng gave a slight salute, and opened the lid under the expectant eyes of the prince and everyone.

The cold air is overwhelming, but it doesn't have that kind of piercing feeling. Instead, it has a feeling of warmth like spring in March. The prince who has eaten the Kowloon prawns has a sense of anticipation in his heart, to the point where he wants to do it directly. But the "cloud" has not dissipated, and there is no way to start.

"This dish is called Qian Jun Wan Ma!"

The simple and domineering name, coupled with the in-disk scene after the clouds and mists have dispersed, is as shocking as being there. Looking at the changes on everyone's faces, Zhang Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and finally he didn't waste his time For this dish, he even took into account the air flow in the room, in order to have the effect of turning the clouds to see the sun and gaining thousands of horses.

"Please taste!"

The prince got the permission, couldn't wait to puff up the tableware, took a delicate carving, looked at it carefully, and was a little reluctant to put it in his mouth.

After the food is eaten, there is no chill as imagined. Instead, the warm sun in the spring of March makes the flowers of the taste buds bloom, and the saliva is tempted to burst out to the surroundings. I thought it would be the kind of taste of thousands of troops. Experience, but warm as spring water, people can't help but close their eyes and feel as if they are in the net flowers.

"nice!"

Zhang Feng roughly guessed the Arabic words spoken by the prince, a plate of art and endless tempting delicacies, every time the prince ate one, there was a tangled look on his face, but after the delicacies entered his mouth, all the anxiety and regret The reluctance and reluctance all vanished, and were all replaced by the slow taste of happiness.

The prince wiped his mouth after eating, and said to the bodyguard, "Give me the box!"

The bodyguard hurriedly handed the box to the prince. After opening it, the prince looked at it, took off a ring on his finger, threw it into the box, and said, "Mr. Zhang Feng, your food is my job." The most delicious, shocking, and memorable food I have eaten for the first time in so many years. I originally wanted to ask Mr. Zhang to be my personal chef, but I knew that Mr. Zhang would not agree, and I would I don’t want to interrupt Mr. Zhang’s global journey. I believe that is the life everyone wants. I also read the article you wrote about the meaning of the trip. I don’t have words to describe my current mood. These are mine A little help for your global journey, if you come to Dubai, I will entertain you, this is my personal contact information, the ring inside can be played for free in many high-end entertainment venues in Dubai..."

The prince expressed his feelings to Zhang Feng with sincerity. Later, the two chatted to the depths, and even exchanged glasses. But that night, the prince, who was busy with many things, left the White Horse Manor and took a private plane back to Dubai and Bai.

In the villa, Zhang Feng looked at the valuable ring on the table, and felt sorry for why it wasn’t for a woman, otherwise it could be given away. As for the cash, TR helped Zhang Feng enter Zhang Feng’s international general credit card middle.

In the early morning of the next day, it was time to check out. After Zhang Feng packed up, he took the special membership card of the White Horse Manor, not only in the White Horse Manor in the Maldives, but also in the wineries and other hotels under the White Horse Manor Group. With the privilege, when he was about to board the plane and go to the next island, the well-dressed brown sugar followed with a bag on his back and a suitcase with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)