Dominic had already planned to talk to Yuan Zhou about holding a star awarding ceremony and making it as grand as possible. Of course, that would require some cooperation, such as closing the restaurant for a day. But Yuan Zhou's refusal stunned him.
This was something he did not expect.
Even the calm Dominic had an ugly expression on his face, let alone the younger Sylphy. He immediately turned to look at Yuan Zhou.
"Head Chef Yuan, did you just refuse the star rating?"
It wasn't that he couldn't refuse, but Sylphy found it unbelievable. After all, the head chef of all of Asia had personally come to talk to him. This was already giving him enough face. Not to mention the whole of Asia, there was no situation like this in the entire world.
"Thank you very much for coming, Head Chef Dominic. I am very touched, but I still refuse. Chinese cuisine does not need Michelin ratings," Yuan Zhou said calmly.
Actually, even if Yuan Zhou knew how to cook French cuisine, he would still refuse the Michelin ratings. The reason was simple. Yuan Zhou believed that the key to evaluating a chef was the customers. Sylphy was dumbfounded.
This was supposed to be in the bag. Why did it turn down now? He didn't quite understand and turned to look at his uncle.
Dominic was, after all, much more experienced than Sylphy. His expression had already returned to normal. He looked at Yuan Zhou's resolute expression and thought for a while before continuing, "Head Chef Yuan, we are very sincere. This is something that both parties can benefit from. We can spend more time on this. How about this? Think about it carefully and we can talk about it again tomorrow. What do you think?"
He planned to have a meal at the restaurant tonight and see if he could find a way to get Yuan Zhou to agree to the star rating.
Yuan Zhou had originally planned to refuse, but Dominic wasn't young anymore. He couldn't just chase him away since he had come all the way here. Chinese people respected each other.
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhou said, "No problem. Mr. Dominic and the rest are welcome to come for tea tomorrow."
"Thank you, Head Chef Yuan." Dominic was a tactful person and quickly stood up to leave.
He left so quickly that he didn't even have the time to drink the tea that he thought was fragrant. He had no choice. He wasn't in the mood.
"Uncle, what's going on? Do you really want to come tomorrow? "Sylvie was young after all. Seeing that Yuan Zhou didn't give her uncle face, she felt a little embarrassed.
It had been a long time since he had encountered such a thing. If any restaurant knew that the Michelin raters were going to evaluate the restaurant, they would be overjoyed and would not refuse at all. Not to mention the status and other things, just the personal value.
If you were the head chef of a three-star Michelin restaurant, your salary would be doubled after you resigned and went to another restaurant to be the executive chef.
It was obviously a golden opportunity for him, so why was he rejected? Chu Xiao also accepted the Michelin rating.
"Of course, that's our job, isn't it?" Dominic didn't have much of a reaction.
"That's our job. But Head Chef Yuan seems to have a firm attitude. It won't be easy," Sylvie said after thinking for a while.
"We'll have dinner here tonight and see how it goes," Dominic said.
Sylvie felt that her uncle's idea was pretty good. She wanted to taste the restaurant's food first so that they could have a common language.
Dominic was someone who had become the Asia Manager from a TV station's food critic. He used to be known as the 'Golden Tongue'. Perhaps he would agree to any suggestion.
Sylvie was very confident in her uncle's ability.
"So are we going back to the hotel first or what else?" Sylvie asked.
The reason they came to Huaxia this time was to give a star rating to the Master Chef Restaurant. Therefore, basically everything was centered around this theme.
"I've read some information. The restaurant's business is very good. We didn't make a reservation just now. Just in case, we can only wait here," Dominic said.
What he didn't know was that The Kitchen God didn't even have a reservation. When Dominic was collecting information, he focused more on Yuan Zhou's personal achievements and didn't know much about the restaurant's strategy. Originally, he planned to understand the restaurant on the spot during the evaluation. That way, his image wouldn't be solidified and it would help in the evaluation.
Dominic's idea was correct, but it didn't apply to The Kitchen God. Fortunately, he knew that the restaurant would have a lot of customers and needed to line up in advance. Otherwise, he might not even be able to eat dinner today.
"Alright." Sylvie nodded.
They didn't have to wait for long. After all, it was almost 4 pm when they arrived. However, the attentive Dominic saw people gathering at the entrance of The Kitchen God while they were walking on Taoxi Road.
They probably had to line up. They weren't far from the restaurant, so they rushed over with Sylvie. By then, there were already seven or eight people at the entrance of the restaurant.
They were all Chinese, so they didn't speak the same language. Dominic and Sylvie lined up quietly at the back.
The Queuing Committee was on duty today. The leader was Manman. She arrived very early and immediately went up to communicate with strangers when she saw foreigners in the line.
The reason why Man Man did this was that when a foreigner came to eat, he didn't even know that he had to bring his passport to swipe his card to get a number. After queuing for an hour, he didn't get to eat anything. He was so upset that he couldn't even be described with words.
Therefore, after this incident, the Queuing Committee specially came up with a rule. When they saw unfamiliar people, they would go up and ask if they had brought their ID card or passport and if they needed it for dinner.
Needless to say, this action was very effective. At least, it stopped a few excited foreign tourists who didn't bring their passports. It wasn't that they didn't know that passports were needed here, but that they forgot to bring their passports when they went out. This was definitely a bloody lesson.
"Hello, welcome to Chengdu. Passports are required to eat in The Kitchen God. May I ask if you have brought yours?" Manman went up with a smile and asked politely in English.
Her standard accent had a little softness to it, which made people feel very comfortable.
"Passports are required to eat?" Dominic was a little dumbfounded. He had never encountered such a situation. He had only heard that passports were required to buy things overseas, but this was the first time he had encountered one that required one to eat.
"Yes, thank you," Sylvie answered.
As a qualified assistant manager, how could she climb the ranks faster than others? Having a background was one thing, but her own ability was also very important. Otherwise, it was possible that she wouldn't be able to make it to the top.
"We will take the number in advance later. You just need to swipe your passport at the machine over there. I wish you a pleasant meal in the restaurant," Man Man pointed at the number pick-up machine that was emitting a silver light and said.
"Thank you," Sylvie thanked her seriously.
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