Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 471-Kneel before the Great God

“??? Is this true??”

"Is this the Boss Wang I know?"

"They have similar figures and faces, but I just can't seem to put them together."

"This restaurant is right next to the Eiffel Tower, and Boss Wang happens to be right there right now. Is there any need to question this, comrades?"

Seeing the screenshot suddenly posted on the post, the two groups who were fighting each other to the death suddenly fell silent.

Not to mention those who were pessimistic about the outcome, even Wang Fan’s loyal fans found it hard to believe.

Even if many people trust Wang Fan, they don't understand the real situation abroad, so they don't know whether the Chinese food they like will really be popular with foreigners.

But now a two-star Michelin restaurant has hung up Boss Wang’s photo, and it seems that it is a Chinese cuisine special!
"I'm so proud of you, Boss Wang is awesome!"

"Get up! Where's Xiao Heizi? Didn't you say Chinese food can't be served on the tables of foreigners? Didn't you say it can only be enjoyed by yourself? How are you going to explain it now?"

"That's right. I'm just asking you if you're on the Michelin list now? A 2-star restaurant specializing in Chinese cuisine, what else can you criticize?"

In a relatively luxurious apartment, a man in a loose bathrobe was sitting in front of a computer with a frown on his face.

Her hair was parted in the middle and was full of hair wax, the kind that would split open if a fly landed on it.

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth in hatred. He had clearly set the pace, so how come a Michelin Chinese food special appeared?

He is not a sheepdog, he just has an extra 5 yuan in his account every month legally, so this job must be done.

"It's just a two-star restaurant, look how excited you are! There are 2 two-star restaurants in Paris. He must have spent a lot of money to find such an opportunity."

"Haha, the above person is right. It's just a 2-star hotel. Maybe you paid for this opportunity. And the people who went there to eat there might have been shills, just to boost their own status."

"Now that you put it that way, it's quite possible. It's all the same old tricks used by internet celebrities, only this time it's a bit more high-end."

Zhou Ruoqing looked at HuiHui and was so angry that her teeth were chattering. She really didn't know how there could be such a shameless person.

Just when she and Shen Yu were still racking their brains over how to reply, the appearance of a message made them smile instantly, and then they couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"Le Jules Verne is a restaurant opened by French chef Alain Ducasse. The Michelin restaurants he currently runs have a total of 28 stars. He is known as the "Chef of the Century" and the "Godfather of French Cuisine." Regardless of his status or wealth, he is not the kind of person you would ask for favors for money.

Also, note the Chinese text in parentheses: "Not open to the public" means the restaurant will be closed to guests tomorrow night, admitting only invited VIPs. The current head chef at Le Jules Verne doesn't have that privilege; only Alain Ducasse can do that. And the guests he invites are definitely not just hired patrons.

Awesome!
I bow down to the god of science!
Shen Yu looked at the latest reply, and it was as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, and all his pores opened up in an instant.

With the great god’s well-reasoned explanation and popular science, what else can the little black guy say?
To be honest, Zhou Yuan himself was a little shocked.

"Is this internet celebrity boss Wang really that powerful?"

Zhou Yuan muttered, then continued, undeterred, "You're spouting nonsense, all true and false. Who knows? You might just have snipped this information from some small website."

Professor Liu looked at the stubborn reply, a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and quickly replied, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in browsing those so-called small websites you mentioned. As for the truth of what you said, I don't know if this is enough."

After saying that, he hung up the electronic invitation letter he received.

This is a unique and eye-catching invitation. Its appearance is simple and elegant. Even though it is an electronic version, it still exudes a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The main colors of the invitation are black and gold, with golden lines and patterns dotted on the black background, giving people a noble and elegant feeling.

The front of the invitation letter features the invitation message in both French and Chinese. The French font is elegant and flowing, while the Chinese font is bold and forceful. The contrast between the two scripts adds to the artistic quality of the invitation. The content of the invitation message is concise and clear, expressing the sincere invitation and expectation for the invitees.

The design of the entire invitation is simple yet fashionable, fully reflecting the organizer's care and taste.

"I bow down to the great master! Does the great master need someone to carry my bags? I'm not asking for a salary, I just want to follow the great master and gain some new insights!"

"What about those haters? What else do they have to say now? They've already posted the invitation letter, and you're still trying to tell me whether the news is true or not?"

"I'm just curious. What kind of identity is required to be invited?"

Professor Liu did not explain the problem to them, not because she was afraid of exposing her identity, but mainly because she was about to board the plane.

But until now there is still a question lingering in her mind: how does that guy intend to solve the problem of the bitterness of tea?
You can't add a lot of sugar, right? That way, the dish wouldn't be considered Chinese food.

Never mind, it’s nice to leave some suspense and surprises.

After changing into a comfortable position, Professor Liu closed her eyes and began to rest. The tight schedule did not give her the opportunity to adjust to the jet lag, so she wanted to have a good rest on the plane.

……

"Come on, Brother Wang!"

"Brother Wang is so powerful. Let's show our country's prestige and let those foreigners see our culinary culture that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"Come on, Boss Wang! I'm rooting for you!"

"You will give the crooked nut color see see!"

Wang Fan packed up and prepared to leave early in the morning.

The athletes who learned the news sent him off all the way and cheered him up as they went.

They are all young people and have known each other for a long time. Although Wang Fan is not an athlete, the results of what they do are similar, so they naturally hope that Wang Fan can perform very well.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, and you'll be fine if you perform normally."

Team Long patted Wang Fan's shoulder calmly and said, "Believe in yourself."

Wang Fan nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, it's guaranteed."

"Hahaha, that's fine. We're waiting for your headlines."

"Boss Wang will win!"

"We're all behind you."

Wang Fan felt warm in his heart. Although the support from these people could not bring him buffs like in the game, the feeling of being expected and trusted really gave him fighting spirit.

That burst of mental power seemed to adjust his condition to 200% in an instant.

Thinking of the recipe in his mind and the carefully prepared ingredients, Wang Fan did not feel the slightest bit of timidity or nervousness.

I am not fighting alone, tonight is destined to be the show time for Chinese food!

(End of this chapter)