chapter 3 Brown Enterprises

The so-called private kitchen refers to a small catering 'business' opened in a residence or office building with no license, no waiter, and no fixed menu, but only the chef's skills. This kind of business with extremely low threshold, as long as the chef has the skills, it is basically possible. It doesn't take much thought to make, it just tastes good or bad.

Huating, a city with a population of tens of millions, can easily find tens of thousands of private restaurants, but there are only a few that diners can really remember. After all, the entry barrier is low and the quality is inevitably uneven.

Among the countless private kitchen restaurants, very few can make a name for themselves, and Brown Enterprises Private Kitchen is one of them.

The reputation of Huating Brown Enterprises Private Kitchen has reached such a level that even country bumpkin Ricarlo Lee has heard about it. Most of what he has seen and heard naturally comes from his grandfather Varuna Lee.

The now down-and-out old man also had a glorious life decades ago. At the border, the old man had mentioned Huating Brown Enterprises's top-quality Huadiao and braised pork several times, especially Brown Enterprises's Huadiao, which had a limited output. A considerable part of it is given to the top bosses in Zhongzhou Hidden Dragon Sea every year for enjoyment, and the rest is scarce, even rarer than fifty-year-old Moutai.

Decades ago, Varuna Lee, as one of the strongest men in the Kingdom of Zhongzhou, lived within the Red Wall. He could distribute more than ten altars of the Brown Enterprises's top-quality flower carvings every year. The old man once praised this wine as the best among wines. Later, Because my son had an accident and went to the border, let alone the best Huadiao, it is rare to drink Erguotou, which costs only a few yuan. An old man who is addicted to alcohol can often drink a bottle of Erguotou for a week or even a month in Licun. He takes a small sip every time and praises Erguotou as a holy drink. The old man is enjoying himself, but Ricarlo Lee feels sad when he sees it. Naturally, I was deeply impressed by Brown Enterprises private kitchen that the old man mentioned several times.

The black Audi drove around in the bustling Huating city and finally stopped in front of a deep alley.

"The front is Brown Enterprises Private Kitchen. You can't drive in. You still have to walk more than a hundred meters."

Gladys Walker, who was holding a notebook in her hand, said softly. She seemed to be in a good mood. Her slender legs were folded together, and her face was as delicate as a dream. There was a smile on her face, gentle and shallow, but It added a touch of elegance and quietness to her whole person.

"It's true that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. It takes courage to open a restaurant in a place like this, even if it is a private restaurant."

Ricarlo Lee looked at the scene in front of him and sighed. They had already left the city center of Huating. This place could not be regarded as a place without shit, but if it was said to be remote, no one would deny it. There were no high-end residential areas or large companies nearby. Some Ordinary people obviously can't afford Brown Enterprises private kitchen, which costs tens of thousands of dollars at every turn. It would be extremely difficult to open a private restaurant in a place like this if you want to have a prosperous business.

"We don't make money here by sales. The Brown Enterprises private cuisine has been passed down in Huating for more than a hundred years. The old man of the Brown Enterprises family of this generation was the leading chef in the Red Wall a few years ago. In the past, his status was compared to that of the imperial chefs in the palace. Not bad. It is said that many high-level officials in Zhongzhou Kingdom have a special liking for his cooking skills. After coming out of Red Wall, the old man opened Brown Enterprises Private Kitchen in Huating, which quickly became famous. However, the old man only cooked three meals a day. It also needs to be booked three days in advance, and there are never exceptions, so there is no need for too many people to come here, three batches of guests a day are enough."

Gladys Walker got out of the car with the notebook in his hand and walked at the front to lead the way.

"A very unique old man."

Ricarlo Lee replied casually, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Gladys Walker's back.

Viewed from the back, Gladys Walker is still a landscape that will never fade. His white and tender neck, slender waist, straight but not fat buttocks, and thin and straight legs will all make people subconsciously imagine him.

A sentence emerged subconsciously in Ricarlo Lee mind.

Every move can become a poem.

Every frown and smile can be included in the painting.

This kind of perfect grace is simply natural, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a disaster for the country and the people.

"It is indeed very personal. Some time ago, a senior official from Huating accompanied a leader from the imperial capital to have a meal. Because he did not make a reservation in advance, he was directly turned away. Even his official status was not used. The last two The senior officials could only endure it and did not even dare to say a harsh word."

Gladys Walker said as he walked.

"So fierce?"

Ricarlo Lee was a little surprised. Zhongzhou Kingdom’s feudal autocratic culture for more than two thousand years has made the official-oriented ideology penetrate into all levels of Zhongzhou Kingdom’s society. It can even be said to be part of Zhongzhou Kingdom’s culture. This kind of official-oriented and respectful , everyone knows that the rotten culture of valuing officials is wrong, but it is difficult to change anything.

An old man who runs a private restaurant has the courage to turn away two senior officials?

This is not something that can be explained in a principled way.

Ricarlo Lee was thoughtful. The repressed life he had lived in the primeval forest since he was a child did not make him crazy. Instead, it made his thinking extremely active and sharp. He could think of all aspects of anything, no matter how big or small, useful. Whatever is useless will be taken into consideration. Varuna Lee taught him the most basic truth when he was very young. It is always right to think more about anything and at any time.

Gladys Walker's words seemed ordinary, but after careful consideration, Ricarlo Lee always felt that the other party's words seemed to be somewhat meaningful and had an unpredictable meaning.

"The old man has worked as a chef in the Red Wall for many years and knows many senior officials. One of the big shots particularly appreciates the old man's craftsmanship. This relationship may not help the old man do anything big, but it will never let the old man fall into this To the point of being bullied.”

Gladys Walker's tone became lighter and lighter.

"A chef? Even a chef within the red wall shouldn't..."

Ricarlo Lee said as if talking to himself.

Gladys Walker smiled slightly and said nothing. While the two were chatting, they had already reached the kitchen door of Brown Enterprises private house deep in the alley.

Brown Enterprises private kitchen sounds impressive, but its appearance is very low-key. It is just a small courtyard. The two wooden doors look extremely old. There is only a plaque hanging above the door. On the plaque, the word "Brown Enterprises" seems to have appeared. Blurred by years of wind and rain.

Ricarlo Lee glanced at the plaque unconsciously, and his planned steps to enter suddenly stopped.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were fixed on the word "Brown Enterprises" on the plaque.

How similar is the word Brown Enterprises in front of me to the word Lee Enterprises on the red sandalwood plaque in the watchtower at the border camp?

Both the charm and the font are exactly the same, completely the work of one person.

It was his Lee Enterprises Varuna Lee who wrote the word "Li" on the large red sandalwood plaque and placed it in the watchtower.

The Brown Enterprises plaque in front of me...

Ricarlo Lee glanced at Gladys Walker beside him.

The other party brought him here for more than just eating.

Gladys Walker still stood there calmly, with a playful look in his eyes, "Shall we go in?"

"good."

Ricarlo Lee said in a deep voice, his expression solemn and serious.