"It's good enough that you can line up for dinner. You're still picky." Moliere glanced at him calmly.
Moliere didn't like Mark, and of course, the latter didn't like the former either. In short, they didn't see eye to eye.
Moreover, they both hated each other because of the apprenticeship, and each had their own reasons. For example, Moliere felt that he had been taken advantage of.
Mark, on the other hand, felt that he was doing fine as his apprentice, and didn't steal or rob him. Why did someone suddenly come in and interfere? Even if this person was a junior he knew, it was not okay.
Thus, ever since he met them, he tried to ignore them as much as he could.
Ignoring Moliere's words, Mark followed Su Ruoyan's hand signal and entered the restaurant. The empty seat was the newly added table for two on the other side of the Sakurai Shrimp Wall.
First come, first served. Mark went up and sat at a seat closer to the inside. This way, he could directly face the restaurant, which was not bad.
Moliere, who followed behind, could only choose a seat with his back facing the restaurant.
"What would you like to order?" Su Ruoyan came over to order.
She was very familiar with both of them. They were both chefs who shamelessly wanted the boss to be their apprentice. As for whether they were famous or not, Su Ruoyan didn't know, but she knew that they respected the boss very much.
Su Ruoyan had learned a thing or two from her predecessor, Zhou Jia. Zhou Jia once said that because of the boss's high status in the culinary world, many famous chefs would come to visit, but they were polite because of their upbringing and respect for the boss. They couldn't be arrogant.
It was a simple reason, but some waitresses in luxury goods were arrogant and unreasonable.
Moliere planned to order first. In order to not let Mark know that the new dish was Spanish, he had also put in a lot of effort.
He said to Su Ruoyan in broken Mandarin, "I'd like to order from the new Qin cuisine."
To tell the truth, Moliere had practiced these few words many times in his mind. Of course, even if he had practiced it before, he would still say it in a strange accent. Fortunately, Su Ruoyan was experienced and had seen more than one foreigner speak in Huaxia, so she was used to it.
In order to get Mark's attention, Moliere deliberately emphasized the words "new dish" and "Qin cuisine" to make him pay attention.
Of course, Moliere could not say the other dishes, so he flipped to the Qin cuisine menu early and ordered a few dishes at random. "This, this, this, and this."
After ordering, Su Ruoyan looked at the menu, noted the dishes, and repeated, "Is it stewed squid, multicolored chicken, butterfly fish, and braised sea cucumber with scallion? Do you want rice? "
Of course, Su Ruoyan's question was in English. Moliere did not know exactly what he had ordered, but he knew how to compare it to English. After confirming that there was no mistake, he nodded and said, "These are the dishes. I need rice."
After ordering Moliere's food, Su Ruoyan turned to Mark. Mark immediately flipped through the menu in a flurry. He also wanted to flip to the new dish that Moliere had mentioned.
He moved a little, probably to 'Moliere's. to to that. he Moliere was too. and for to be. he was. he.
It was hard to tell if Markle was lucky or if Moriarty was unlucky. Spanish cuisine was placed at the very end of the menu, preceded by Singaporean cuisine.
"There's actually Spanish here? Am I hallucinating?" Mark was very excited.
In his excitement, he spoke in his native Spanish. Although Moliere did not understand Spanish, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Mark's excited expression. "Did he discover Spanish? It can't be, right? "
As it turned out, he did.
"Hahaha, Head Chef Yuan is actually serving Spanish? That's great, that's great," Mark said incoherently.
Mark believed that no matter which dish Yuan Zhou served, it would always be perfect. However, he always felt that something was missing if he didn't have his own country's cuisine. Therefore, he was also looking forward to Yuan Zhou serving Spanish cuisine.
Now that his dream had become a reality, he was elated. Hence, for the first time, the famous Mark Circle was born without tasting any delicacies.
An unexpected surprise was more unbelievable than a normal surprise. It was also hard to calm down. Mark was currently in such a situation.
Fortunately, he knew that this was Yuan Zhou's restaurant. Making a ruckus in Yuan Zhou's restaurant would definitely affect him. That was something he absolutely could not do. Therefore, Mark merely spun in circles with an exaggerated expression on his face while muttering to himself.
After a long while, he finally came to a slow stop.
"What would you like to order?" Su Ruoyan immediately asked in English.
He was too excited. He spun a few rounds and felt a little dizzy. Mark felt hungry and needed to eat more to replenish his energy.
"I want a Galician pie, a Madrid stew, a roasted salad escalivar, a cuttlefish rice, and a frozen soup." Mark couldn't care less about his dizzy head and immediately opened his mouth to order the dishes he wanted.
As a Spanish chef, he was very familiar with Spanish cuisine. Even if he could not master all the dishes, he could at least understand them.
"Head Chef Yuan, may I ask if the new dishes today are Spanish and Qin Cuisines?" Mark asked with certainty.
"Yes," Su Ruoyan nodded.
Then, she politely excused herself and went to hand in the menu, leaving Moliere with a despondent expression.
"God is so unfair. I was here first. Doesn't China have a rule of first come, first served?" Moliere grumbled inwardly.
It was fine that he interfered in the apprenticeship ceremony. After all, many people came to learn from Yuan Zhou every day. Moliere did not feel that it was a big deal. But he had only wanted to tease Mark a little, yet he was slapped in the face.
Mark did not know that Moliere deliberately did not tell him that Spanish dishes would be served today. Most people would not think of such a lowly method. After all, there was no need to ask a question that could be answered easily.
"Moliere, look, Head Chef Yuan is serving Spanish dishes. Do you think I should give Guman Lee a call and tell him about this? Let's see if he still looks down on Spanish dishes in the future. The Spanish dishes made by Head Chef Yuan will definitely be perfect," Mark's excitement did not cool down even after he calmed down.
Instead, he became even more lively. Instantly, he thought of Ju Manli, who used to be the best in French cuisine. Originally, he was happy that he could stay in Chengdu to eat delicious food when Ju Manli and the others returned to China. Now, he was even more smug.
Since Head Chef Yuan was serving New Spanish dishes, Spanish dishes must have their own uniqueness. Ju Manli could no longer look down on Spanish dishes in the future.
Just the thought of this made Mark feel better than eating a popsicle during the hottest days of summer.
"You can give it a try," Moliere said weakly.
Mark thought for a while and decided to call him after lunch. That way, he would have more energy and could speak more clearly.
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