Chapter 95

The Dizun Grand Hotel is a star-rated hotel with branches all over the country, and its main branch is in Kyoto. This is just one of its branches. The front desk manager is named Xia Mi, who is an old classmate of Xu Qingshu from junior high school.

Hotels are places where disputes and accidents often occur, and they frequently have to deal with the police. Someone like Xu Qingshu, who is the deputy director of the district public security bureau, is naturally someone the hotel would try to curry favor with.

Yesterday, Xu Qingshu had already contacted Xia Mi, who took this matter very seriously. Regardless of the quality of Wang Xiaoqiang's mountain eggs, just because they were recommended by Xu Qingshu, they would be purchased at a high price.

However, what annoyed her was that the head chef, Chef Wang, was not buying it. He said that the hotel only introduces ingredients based on quality. If the eggs were of good quality, he wouldn't mind buying them at a high price and establishing a long-term cooperation, but otherwise, he would not accept the mountain eggs.

Hotels rarely have a kitchen manager; the kitchen is usually managed by the head chef. Although the position of head chef is not high, it is a very powerful role. Even the hotel owner sometimes doesn't get much respect from them, because these people are usually skilled chefs with a good reputation in the catering industry. They are never afraid of being fired, and it's the hotel owners who fear they might leave.

When Wang Xiaoqiang's car arrived at the side door where the kitchen receives deliveries, Xia Mi and Chef Wang were still arguing about the matter. Xia Mi's opinion was that the introducer was the deputy director of the district public security bureau, and this face must be given. It would be best to accept the eggs without even inspecting their quality. However, Chef Wang stuck to his principles and refused to compromise.

Wang Xiaoqiang stopped the car and got out with Xu Qingshu. Xia Mi had already come out to greet them and started chatting with Xu Qingshu. Xu Qingshu introduced Wang Xiaoqiang to her. Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's rustic appearance, Xia Mi was somewhat surprised and more convinced of her suspicions. Xu Qingshu said they were friends, but Xia Mi thought it was more likely a matter of mutual benefit. Wang Xiaoqiang must have given a substantial gift; otherwise, why would a deputy director of the district public security bureau do a favor for a small farmer?

At this moment, Chef Wang came out. Xia Mi introduced Xu Qingshu and Wang Xiaoqiang to him. Chef Wang was very arrogant, only nodding to Xu Qingshu and giving Wang Xiaoqiang a glance without acknowledging him.

"Director Xu, you must know that the hotel's ingredients generally come through proper channels. If you hadn't introduced them, I wouldn't even look at Wang's mountain eggs. Of course, if the eggs don't meet our standards, I can't accept them..." Chef Wang said bluntly.

Xia Mi's face turned red as she listened to Chef Wang, feeling embarrassed and afraid that Xu Qingshu might get angry.

Chef Wang's words made Xu Qingshu pause, but she didn't get angry because he was speaking the truth. She glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, afraid he might be upset. Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang remained calm, she sighed with relief and pointed to the boxes of mountain eggs in the car, saying to Chef Wang, "I've tasted Wang's mountain eggs myself. They are genuine wild mountain eggs, pure and natural. Chef Wang, you can try them."

"Hmm, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth!" Chef Wang said, adding a bit of literary flair. "Manager Xia, please wait here with Director Xu. Mr. Wang, come with me to the kitchen."

With that, Chef Wang gestured to Wang Xiaoqiang with his chin.

Seeing that Chef Wang was straightforward, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't get upset by his slight. He nodded and walked to the back of the car, opened the door, and took out a box of mountain eggs. He followed Chef Wang into the kitchen.

The kitchen of a star-rated hotel was spacious and clean. A group of chefs in their uniforms were working busily. After entering the kitchen, Chef Wang took the box of mountain eggs from Wang Xiaoqiang, placed it on a table, and opened it, taking out an egg to examine it. "Hmm, not bad. These are indeed mountain eggs, a specialty from Huagui County..."

As expected of a head chef, Chef Wang could tell at a glance that Wang Xiaoqiang's eggs were genuine mountain eggs.

Chef Wang took out two more eggs and examined them carefully in his hands. Two other chefs also came over to observe the eggs.

"Hey, they look like mountain eggs, but they're a bit different. The shells seem shinier, and they look better than the mountain eggs from Huagui County!" Chef Wang said in surprise.

Chef Wang was right. Wang Xiaoqiang's wild mountain chickens were hatched with spiritual energy and grew up drinking water enriched with spiritual energy. This not only increased their production but also significantly improved the quality of the eggs. The difference was evident from the shells, which were brighter and larger than ordinary mountain eggs. The shells were incredibly smooth, like jade, with a subtle sheen.

Even the two ordinary chefs who were with Chef Wang could see the extraordinary quality of the eggs. They all agreed:

"Yeah, these mountain eggs look great!"

"I wonder how they taste?"

Speaking of taste, Chef Wang also looked forward to it. He handed the three eggs to a young chef in his thirties, asking him to cook them in three different ways—boiled, stir-fried, and stewed—to test their flavor.

The young chef followed the instructions, and Chef Wang's gaze fell on Wang Xiaoqiang. Given Chef Wang's character, he always judged ingredients by their quality, not by the person. Now that Wang Xiaoqiang's mountain eggs had received preliminary approval, Wang Xiaoqiang himself was also recognized. Chef Wang began to pay attention to him and even started a friendly conversation, asking about Wang Xiaoqiang's background and his chicken farm.

Chef Wang was surprised to learn that Wang Xiaoqiang, who was so young, had started his own chicken farm. He had thought Wang Xiaoqiang was just helping his family with deliveries. His own son, who was about the same age as Wang Xiaoqiang, was still in high school. This made Chef Wang look at Wang Xiaoqiang with more respect.

In the conversation, Wang Xiaoqiang learned that Chef Wang's name was Wang DaKui, a farmer by birth who had made a name for himself in the provincial capital through his culinary skills. He was now a well-known figure in the catering industry.

Being from the same background and sharing the same surname, the two of them naturally felt a closer connection.

Five minutes later, the three eggs cooked in different ways were brought over.

Chef Wang DaKui first tasted the boiled egg. As soon as he took a bite, his face showed a look of deep satisfaction. A chef's skills are not only in their hands but also in their mouth. Chef Wang had been in the culinary business for over twenty years. What dish couldn't he taste? Moreover, as a head chef, his palate was extremely refined. Ordinary dishes couldn't satisfy him, and a dish that could make him look so satisfied must be extraordinary.

The young chef who brought the eggs was surprised to see Chef Wang's expression. He had rarely seen Chef Wang look so satisfied when tasting dishes. He then turned to Wang Xiaoqiang, nodding in approval.

After tasting all three eggs, Chef Wang praised them loudly, drawing the attention of all the kitchen staff.

Ignoring the surprised looks from the others, Chef Wang laughed heartily and patted Wang Xiaoqiang's shoulder hard. "Not bad, young man, your mountain eggs are very good... Ah... my hand..."

When Chef Wang's hand landed on Wang Xiaoqiang's shoulder, it was as if he had been electrocuted. He quickly pulled his hand back and clutched it, crying out in pain.

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