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Chapter 291 A chapter on ordering takeaways(2/2)

Steak, lamb chops, needless to say.

This should be the most commonly used ingredient in Western-style meals. Even all over the world, no matter what small town you are, although you can't see a Western restaurant, there must be a fast food restaurant that makes steak in some corner.

Very tender.

Han Qi ordered medium.rare, which was almost medium rare, with a trace of blood in it, but it tasted very tender.

If you are used to eating cooked food, you may not be able to accept bloody beef, but this is a Michelin restaurant. It is a Michelin two-star restaurant with a per capita cost of 3,000 euros. If you eat medium rare steak here, you may not be able to appreciate the delicate taste of top-quality steak.

Already.

Having said that, he wouldn't be able to accept it if he really wanted to show off to Han Qi.

Another thing is to dispel a rumor that eating medium-rare steak will leave blood and water in your mouth. Not to mention whether this little bit of blood will gush out when you eat it. Han Qi is very surprised why someone would eat it.

Something will come out of your mouth when you eat something.

Very strange.

Each dish was served one after another, and it didn't look like much, but an hour passed while I was eating.

The last dessert everyone liked was called peach honey curd.

Han Qi didn't see how it was made. It must be molecular cuisine. Many dishes in this restaurant are molecular cuisine. They even made the bread into a texture and taste like roasted bark, which tasted crispy and raw.

After all the dishes were served, the chef responsible for making Han Qi's dish came up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you satisfied with today's dishes?"

Han Qi shook hands with him: "I am very satisfied. I like the steak you made very much. On the basis of medium rare, it also takes into account the habits of us Chinese people. You did an excellent job."

The review was very high, so the chef was very happy.

"Making food that suits the tastes of guests from all over the world is my biggest dream after becoming a chef, but you are the only one who can taste this. I am very happy. Really. My name is Steve. I am very happy.

I can make today’s food for you.”

"Han Qi."

After walking out of the restaurant, Lin Qiqi complained: "His face is full of smiles."

"Brother Han Qi thinks too highly of him, right? Does a chef like him have any performance or anything like that? Can customers' comments increase their income?"

Han Qi shook his head and said:

"Our evaluation only reflects the taste of the food to them and cannot increase their income. And if you become a chef in a restaurant, you don't need to consider income, right? Top Western chefs make more money than doctors and lawyers."

Western chefs not only earn a lot of money, but they also don't do as much damage to the body as Chinese chefs.

Because he is not exposed to so much oil fume, he has worked for dozens of times, and even when he goes out to travel, he cannot tell that this person is a Western chef.

Han Qi also hopes that chefs in his country can also have such high incomes.

Zhou Sihui hugged herself and said with some fear: "The taste is still very good, but it's just too expensive."

"When eating out, you get what you pay for in most restaurants. If we talk about cost-effectiveness, then this kind of Western restaurant is definitely not cost-effective. A thousand yuan meal is delicious, and two thousand or three thousand yuan is delicious.

His meal may taste better than his, but it won’t be far superior.”

Han Qi explained to them.

In fact, it is easy to understand. The original price of a serving of ingredients is 500 yuan, and an average restaurant will charge you 1,000 yuan after processing.

Using this as a standard, let him double the price to two thousand yuan for a meal, but it cannot be said that the degree of deliciousness has doubled. Perhaps it can only be said that it has increased by one-tenth. If you continue to go up, this ratio

will get lower and lower.

Today's meal totals 9,000 euros, more than 2,000 euros per person.

Maybe it's just 50% better than the average restaurant.

Ordinary people may think it is not worth it and the price/performance ratio is too low, but what does this have to do with the rich? They are even willing to pay a higher price in exchange for 51% or 52% of the taste.

.

To a certain extent, money is just a number, and Han Qi only recently realized that.

This meal also opened the eyes of netizens in Lin Qiqi’s live broadcast room. This level of store visit is really not something you can encounter all the time. It is almost impossible to spend 10,000 euros to visit a store in domestic store visit videos.

Eat in the restaurant.

Moreover, Han Qi also explained it very clearly.

More than one-third of netizens ordered takeout on this late night. Those who couldn't order takeout went to the refrigerator to look for anything to eat.

Otherwise, I can't stop drooling.

Speaking of going back to Italy, after lunch, Han Qi was going to visit other places in Rome in the afternoon and asked the three girls if they wanted to come together.

Zhou Sihui, as the leader, thought about it and refused despite Lin Qiqi's objections.

Han Qi has his own things to do, and it is inconvenient for the three girls to follow him all the time. Moreover, Lin Qiqi is also running a live broadcast. How can anyone like to be photographed along the way?

She thought very clearly. Anyway, according to herself, she definitely didn't want to.

My bestie has had enough of the heat, it's time to go.
Chapter completed!
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