Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 241 - 170: Don’t Recommend Anyone, Let Them Choose Jonathan

Not only the peanuts, but even the onion shreds fully absorbed the aroma of cumin and chili, making them taste both sweet and spicy, with a hint of meat flavor.

Edward and the young secretary, still craving more after devouring all the side dishes in the bowl, reached for the braised steak beside them.

The texture of this dish was exactly as it appeared, tender and juicy, not sticking to the teeth, with the beef fat aroma well-retained in the muscle fibers.

As they chewed, a subtle spiciness began to rise, perfectly balancing out the increasingly rich beef fat taste, alleviating the slight greasiness.

Compared to beef cubes, the satisfaction from braised beef ribs was much stronger, and the psychological fulfillment of tearing into large chunks of meat was something no other dish could replace.

Especially when your mouth is full, every chew would release a large amount of delicious juices from the meat, full of sauce flavor, as if the beef itself was wrapped in a layer of marinade, getting more fragrant with each bite.

"Hey, Head Chef, don't I still have a lobster?"

Edward, only half full, was clearly not satisfied, staring longingly at him.

"Do you?"

Lin Chen scratched the back of his head, looking around, only to see Jonathan silently raising his finger towards the pot: "Yes, it's being pan-fried, what's left is to be put in pasta."

"Aren't you a bit too fast!"

Edward, frustrated, rubbed his hair, then suddenly remembered something and looked up sharply: "What about the tomahawk, I have a tomahawk!"

"It's in the kitchen oven." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"......okok, fine fine!"

Jonathan, feeling wronged, pointed to the salad in front of him: "Why don't you try this first?"

As a chef for so many years, he had never felt so unsure.

What on earth is happening!!

Lin Chen simply tidied up the countertop, leaving the oil pan untouched, keeping it heated in case the other two reserved guests might use it later.

With nothing to do, he even went to the kitchen to keep an eye on the time and doneness of the tomahawk.

Edward and the young secretary, with no other options, had to pick up the salad, taking bites alternately.

The taste was indeed alright, and the sauce's texture was novel, but there wasn't much overall difference to speak of.

The vegetables were the same as always, and the cheese was still Parmesan.

It wasn't like what Chef Lin made, using familiar ingredients to create completely unfamiliar flavors, offering a sense of amazement.

Soon, the filet mignon and lobster were ready, almost at the same time.

Under Jonathan's careful planning, the seasoning and side dishes were changed to different flavors.

But it still didn't give Edward any obvious impact, he simply nodded lightly, indicating that the taste was good.

Honestly, Edward was very conflicted inside right now.

Originally, this was the level of taste he had been expecting in the afternoon, the food he wanted to taste.

Unexpectedly, Chef Lin came along midway and gave him a lesson, raising his taste buds' excitement level, making the anticipated steak and lobster less enjoyable.

He even felt that, in hindsight, letting Chef Lin handle everything would have been great, as he wanted to taste more of that wonderful flavor.

"The tomahawk is here~"

Sure enough, what you wish for comes true, Lin Chen came out of the kitchen with a sizzling plate of tomahawk steak, setting it aside for Jonathan to handle further.

"Ding ding ding——"

At this time, a pleasant bell sound rang out.

Everyone in the restaurant instinctively turned their heads towards that direction, wanting to see what kind of ingredients the new customers would bring.

"Hey, everyone, have you started eating already? Looks like we arrived just in time!"

Philip and Roderick walked in briskly, each carrying two large black bags, and as they reached the dining area, they immediately noticed the giant tomahawk on the table.

The two blinked, clearly recognizing the man in front of them as Chanel's agent from the photo, and their casual demeanor subconsciously became more restrained.

Then, seeing the chef sweating busily, and the seemingly idle Asian face next to him, their eyes lit up, and they approached Jonathan simultaneously.

"Chef, how long will you take, can we have you make dinner for us?"

"Huh?"

Jonathan abruptly raised his head, a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

Edward, Lamia, and Dais Helena all cast puzzled glances at the two of them.

Evidently, they ignored Chef Lin, seeking out Jonathan instead?

These guests obviously hadn't been here during the day; they're new customers!

Edward certainly wouldn't remind them, and the four waitstaff wouldn't take the initiative either, as Jonathan and Lin Chen were both head chefs; ostensibly on equal footing, there should be no special treatment.

Besides, what if they don't like Eastern flavors and came specifically for Jonathan? Pointing it out would just add unnecessary workplace awkwardness.

"I'm almost done here, just need to tidy up. Let me see your ingredients, what type of dishes do you want?"

"We have all seafood, Chef, you take care of it, we trust your skills!"

Jonathan stared at the two, eyes slightly red, feeling deeply moved.

"Alright! Find a seat and take a rest. I'll get started right away!"

"No worries, no worries, we want to see how it's made, maybe even pick up a few tricks, haha."

Lin Chen, far from feeling ignored, felt relaxed instead.

Being lazy is great, I still get paid.