2307 There's nothing else to say except that it's delicious

Moliere was delirious with shock. He even thought about burning incense and praying to Buddha, because it seemed that God did not care about China.

He had learned this method from the landlord, who was an old woman in her sixties who believed in Buddhism. She often ate vegetarian and prayed to Buddha. Every 15th day of the new year, she would go to the temple to offer incense. When she met mo Liere, she would teach him a few lines of Buddhism, so mo Liere had a deep impression of her.

Moliere used to live with Dean, but after he decided to move his shop to Chengdu, he decided to buy a house for himself.

Since it was still under renovation and the road was long, Moliere had rented a room near Taoxi road. After coming to Huaxia, everything had been smooth for Moliere, except for the fact that he had not been able to find a master.

Of course, except for mark.

"Perhaps we should meet less in the future." Moliere looked at Mark's excited face thoughtfully.

Mark didn't know how much Moliere was thinking, he was just imagining which dish would be served first.

There were many classic dishes in Spain, such as the Spanish National dish, paella, which meant paella. There was a variety of seafood in it, or Iberian ham, and so on. However, mark chose famous dishes from various places, which had great symbolic significance, which was why he blurted out these dishes.

"According to the difficulty level, either the congealed soup or the grilled salad would be served first. However, head chef Yuan has always been unexpected. I just have to wait for the food to be served." Mark suppressed his eagerness and sat in the chair, waiting.

Yuan Zhou's speed of serving the dishes had never disappointed anyone before. However, the first dish that was served was ordered by Moliere. As mark was too excited before, his menu was sent to the kitchen first.

"It's so beautiful. " Even though mark had been waiting for the Spain dish, he was conquered by the beauty of the dish.

Red, yellow, green, black, and white. The five distinct colors looked very beautiful. Even if the ingredients of each color were different and had different shapes, their sizes were basically the same. They looked all the same, and even someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder wouldn't be able to find any problems with them.

This was the five-colored chicken that mo liai had ordered.

His own dishes were served first. Not to mention the fresh and elegant color, even the smell was a light and elegant fragrance. However, it was definitely the kind that made people want to eat.

So, without caring about luck, Moliere picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

He had trained his chopsticks skills well, and he was very nimble. First, he aimed at the egg-shaped white color and put it into his mouth. The delicious taste of the chicken burst out. Although the shape was a little similar to an almond and looked very thick, it was only when it entered his mouth that he knew that it was smooth, tender, and juicy. The rich gravy did not have too much oil, leaving only a rich texture.

"It's really delicious. This should be chicken, right? and it's pure chicken without any other ingredients. I wonder how head chef Yuan processed it. It's tender, smooth, and pure. It's simply too delicious." Moliere said with emotion.

Moliere was also good at cooking chicken and could be said to be quite famous in France. Unfortunately, the small chicken kernel cooked by Yuan Zhou was already much better than Moliere.

Moliere admired Yuan Zhou so much that he couldn't say anything else besides the delicious taste in the field he was good at.

"Ka Cha, ka Cha"

Not only was the chicken meat fresh and tender, but even the side dishes, whether it was the chili or the black fungus, were crisp and very tasty. Coupled with the fresh and delicious chicken meat, it made people feel as if they had returned to the countryside. It was nothing more than a refreshing feeling.

Mo liai's mouth did not stop, and his hands did not stop either. His movements were extremely fast, and the amount of food on the plate was reduced visibly.

Mark's eyes were wide open as he struggled with his thoughts. He really wanted to eat, but as a senior, it was not good to eat the food of the younger generation.

"China seems to pay attention to respecting the elderly. I think it should be fine to eat a little." Soon, mark convinced himself.

At this time, the dish was already halfway down. Mark picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of black fungus and put it in his mouth. Ka Cha, a crisp sound was heard, and the black fungus broke. The taste on the surface instantly stained it, and the originally slightly light taste inside immediately became rich and delicious.

The ingredients were processed quite cleanly. There was no rustling feeling except for the crisp texture. One should know that many black fungus would still have some sandy texture even after being washed very clean due to the growing environment. However, Yuan Zhou didn't do that at all. Besides the crunchy texture, there was nothing else. It was truly the taste of a Mountain Treasure.

Mark's eyes lit up. This vegetarian dish was really delicious."It's crispy and a little soft at the end, with a unique fragrance. It's really delicious."

Taking advantage of Moliere's lack of reaction, mark directly picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth to taste. This time, he took more and was seen.

It wasn't the first time that Moliere's food had been snatched away. As long as he was eating at master chef Restaurant, there was no time that he wasn't robbed. Therefore, he was quite used to this.

Having experience meant that he had a way. He tilted the plate, lowered his body slightly, and put the chopsticks on the plate, ready to go.

"Shua shua shua"

The chopsticks were moving so fast that before Marke could react, all the food had disappeared into Moliere's mouth in the blink of an eye.

"Perhaps we can learn this way of eating." Mark was thoughtful.

The main thing was that he felt that this way of eating wouldn't allow others to snatch his food, and he could eat more. Previously, he had been traumatized by the snatching of food by ju man, Alexander, and the others, and he had been looking for a way to break it. Now, he seemed to have found a way.

In the world of martial arts, only speed is invincible!

Just as Moliere swallowed the last mouthful of food, Mark's first dish was served. Compared to the colorful Moliere just now, this dish was much inferior.

It was completely black. Of course, if one looked carefully, one would realize that it was not completely black. There were spots of light flashing in it, and the black had a sense of layering. It did not give off the feeling of gloominess. On the contrary, this black color had a little vitality.

"The fragrance is indeed unique to the cuttlefish sauce rice. It's a strong smell of the sea with a hint of sourness. This should be the taste of lemon," Mark took a deep breath and first savored the fragrance.

Mark was very familiar with this dish, so he could judge a lot of things just by smelling the fragrance.

Moliere also looked curiously at the rice on the thick plate on the table. He had tried it a few times, but not many times. After all, he always ate French food.

Spain only knew a little about Spanish food, but judging from the expression of the Spanish master opposite him, he knew that it must be very authentic and delicious.

The cuttlefish sauce rice was matched with a spoon. Mark picked up the White spoon and put it on the plate. The white and black formed a sharp contrast. He scooped up a spoonful and brought it closer. He found that every grain of rice was black, very even, and each grain was clearly full. It was obvious that the heat control was just right.

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