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

Chapter 483 - Returning to China
"Do you two mind if I post the video on our domestic website?"

After dinner, Professor Liu asked Allen and Powell directly.

Allen shrugged and said, "I still mind a little. After all, I still have a lot of idol baggage, but we've been friends for many years. But if it's possible, please make me look more handsome."

Powell didn't care: "No one knows me in your country anyway, so go ahead and post it if you want."

Professor Liu chuckled and said, "If you send this video out, a lot of people will know you."

Powell said, "If I have the chance to go to China, will anyone ask for my autograph or take a photo with me?"

Both of them have achieved success and are in their sixties, so they really don't care much about these things anymore.

After the three of them said goodbye, Wang Fan brought Zhuo Qianqian and Xue Feng to thank Allen.

"Thank you Mr. Allen for providing me with this platform. Your kitchen is really easy to use."

Allen joked, "If you like, I welcome you to work here. The kitchen will be yours from now on."

Wang Fan shook his head. "Once or twice is fine, but if it's more than that, I can't handle it. I still prefer to cook in a more open space."

Allen said, "But you don't have to thank me. These people are old friends who often patronize my place, as well as some business partners. They are very satisfied with the dinner you prepared this time, which is also a good thing for me. We are helping each other."

"Oh, right."

Allen continued, "I want to post these delicious dishes you made on the restaurant's homepage. Even though we won't be serving these dishes anymore, posting them up is a way to commemorate such a successful event. Do you think that's okay?"

Wang Fan nodded. "It's your restaurant, your restaurant homepage. Of course, you have the final say. I'm just here to make a cameo appearance."

After a few goodbyes, Professor Liu also left with Wang Fan and the others.

At this moment, apart from Wang Fan Allen and these diners, the happiest people were naturally Sherry who was hiding in the bushes, and Frank and others who were riding on the tree.

It took me more than two hours, almost three hours, to eat!

That was definitely a very successful Chinese food show!
Now we just need to keep targeting the special correspondents and the attention on our own tabloid will surely increase.

After taking some photos of the diners, a few people quickly left. Whoever posts the manuscript first will undoubtedly get the most attention.

"A grand Chinese food show was staged at a Michelin-starred restaurant! The special correspondent's report was false and further confirmed!"

"A special correspondent or a racist? A Chinese delicacy he described as so inedible that even pigs wouldn't eat it, yet it's so popular among billionaires?"

"Fortune cookies? Sweet and sour chicken? General Tso's chicken? These miraculous Chinese delicacies have attracted so many elites. What's the reason they're trying to slap the special correspondent in the face?"

In less than half an hour, a series of sensational reports appeared on various websites.

The special correspondent column almost vomited blood when it saw these extremely offensive reports.

This is not the first time they have tried to smear Chinese food, and the effect was very good last time. After all, even if the Chinese wanted to fight back, they had no way to do so. But why is it that this time it is their own media that takes the lead in fighting back?

They were completely puzzled, but netizens in China were already going wild with excitement.

International students and people who know French have translated the reports from France into Chinese. Although the official website of Le Jules Verne restaurant has not released any details, a banner has been hung to congratulate the perfect conclusion of the dinner.

"What else is there to say? Boss Wang is awesome!"

"Go abroad and spread our national prestige!" "I'm just curious about what kind of food Boss Wang has made. Does anyone know?"

"Those French media probably don't know either. The chef definitely wouldn't make the dishes mentioned in the headlines. Calling them Chinese food is an embarrassment to Chinese cuisine."

"I guess that foreign journalist only knows a few fake Chinese dishes."

Zhuo Qianqian was also surfing domestic websites at this time.

She really wanted to share what she had today online, but she always felt like she was just trying to sell melons, even though Wang Po was a man and she was a woman.

I swiped my finger several times but didn't press send until I saw a post that quickly went viral.

"Today's dishes: Appetizer: Li Zhuang White Pork Peony with Plum Wine, Chaoshan Sashimi, Main Course: Longjing Smoked Shrimp, Crispy Beef Patties, and Taibai Duck, and Dessert: Chinese-Style Cake and Cherry Bilo. I was so engrossed in the meal I forgot to take a picture, but you can follow Le Jules Verne's homepage in a couple of days; they'll post high-resolution photos. As for how it tastes, I'll show you a video. The guy with all white hair on the left is French chef Alan, and the guy on the right is Powell, a former Michelin inspector who's now a senior executive."

"what?"

Zhuo Qianqian took a closer look at the name of the poster: "Isn't this Teacher Liu?"

"Ok?"

Wang Fan looked at the phone and saw Professor Liu's profile picture.

"Professor Liu still has time to play Weibo?"

Zhuo Qianqian flipped through Professor Liu's Weibo: "She mostly posts videos related to her major, except for two that are about you."

Wang Fan smiled and said, "It seems that I am being taken advantage of."

Zhuo Qianqian had already clicked on the shared video, which contained the part where Allen and Powell were in a trance, and both of their heads were considerately blurred.

"Wow, this mosaic is so thick that I can't even see what the wall looks like above my head."

"Master, your mosaic technique is truly exceptional."

"Wow, you sent two foreigners away with just one bite of crispy beef patty?"

"This soul has at least drifted to the Paris Niangniang Temple."

"There's a place near my house that sells crispy beef patties. They look pretty similar to the ones in the video, except you don't have beef in them."

"Now I'm curious about one thing. Mr. Wang's Chinese food has been featured in Michelin. Will the price of this food increase in the future?"

Zhuo Qianqian nudged Wang Fan with her arm and asked, "Boss, they asked if you would raise the price."

Wang Fan shook his head. "Why would it increase the price? We're all just working people. How can we rip them off after they've finally had a good meal? It's purely based on the value of the ingredients. It'll remain the same as before."

"The Olympic team is almost coming to an end. Shall we prepare to go back?"

Wang Fan nodded: "It's about time. Let's go back and rest a bit and then go to the zoo."

"Okay, okay, I like small animals very much. I just don't know if the environment inside is really as good as the director said."

"I've never heard of such a magical zoo. If it's the same, let's go for a stroll and help the director attract visitors. If it's not, let's just leave."

(End of this chapter)