Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"These people don't know who they really are, but I heard they're all surnamed Long." Pierre Cardane looked at Long Qing curiously. "Mister Long, are you here specifically to protect Wu Lai and Miss Mu Rong? “    

    

Wu Lai chuckled. In a sense, Pierre - Cardane was right.    

    

" I guess so. " Long Qing narrowed his eyes and relaxed. He nodded and said.    

    

"That's really tough on you. You must have a good meal later! If there's anything you don't do well, you have to bring it up! " Pierre Cardane quickly said, "Wait for me. I'll get the kitchen to add one more main dish."    

    

"No need, I'm not here to eat. I'm just here to say something and then I'll leave." Long Qing shook his head and got up to leave. When he left, he turned around and looked at Murong Yan.    

    

Pierre Cardane wanted to keep him, but Long Qing waved his hand and left.    

    

"Is the Chinese so dedicated?" Pierre Cardane blinked his eyes and asked curiously.    

    

Wu Lai shrugged his shoulders and looked at the main dish on the table. He said, "French snail, classic dish... it's a little different. It seems to have been improved a little."    

    

"Mr. Wu really has sharp eyes. This is a slight change I made according to the habits of the common dishes in Huaxia. I heard that Mr. Wu and Miss Mu Rong came from Yunnan Province in Huaxia, so I added some special chili from Huaxia. It made the taste even more similar to the two of you.    

    

"What chili? Let me try it." Wu Lai picked up his knife and fork and took a bite at the French snail. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes and he said, "Not bad, not bad. You even brought Chao Tian Jiao here. And the amount is just right. Looks like you've tried it many times. If it's a little bit more, ordinary customers wouldn't like this type of taste, right? "    

    

" Yes, after trying four or five times, I finally found the right amount. I wonder how it tastes like? " Pierre Cardane stared at Wu Lai with anticipation, although he felt that the taste was alright. However, this taste could only be considered his success if Wu Lai agreed to it.    

    

Murong Yan also took a sip. Even though it was said that this was a snail... Goose liver, these things, she had never caught a cold. Plus, after the Heaven Ascending Stage, she didn't have much need for food. She would occasionally eat something. Her eyes lit up as she kept nodding. "Not bad, not bad, and my appetite!"    

    

"Really?!" Pierre Cardane finally let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"Not bad indeed. It must have been hard on you to do this. However, the spiciness was just right for an ordinary person. However, for me, it's slightly worse, but it's also very good. " Wu Lai nodded. "If it wasn't for me, perhaps this time, the International Chef Competition... You will have a chance to take Master Chef's title. "    

    

Pierre Cardane was stunned for a moment. One of the waiters at the side could understand the Huaxia language. The way he looked at Wu Lai was very strange. This Michelin three-star chef. Their executive head chef, Master Chef of Europe, had actually been used by such a young man to speak in such a tone?    

    

They were very clear about how much effort their Master Chef had put in over the years. Every year, he would take a step closer to Master Chef's position. This year could be said to be the year with the greatest hope for him. This Chinese was too proud!