Little Miss Devil: The President's Mischievous Wife Chapter 659

The kitchen suddenly grew busy as they received such a ma.s.sive order from a customer. It was the first time a customer came to visit their restaurant and asked for every dish to be served to her and her companions.

Zhang Yan, the manager, was busy flaunting the name of their restaurant and bragging about receiving such great support from the Demon King and the Food G.o.ddess herself. He just came to the back office, only to receive such news coming from the kitchen.

Zhang Yan took a peek to see who it was, wondering if they just had a bigshot customer who wanted to try their restaurant. He was slightly disappointed to see a group of four people that ordered such a ma.s.sive amount of dishes. They were probably a small family dining together, he thought.

The four of them looked nothing like they came from a prominent family. The man was probably an overseas worker who just got home and reunited with his family. Zhang Yan had no idea that they were actually from SY Holdings, and they were here to make an ocular inspection.

In his eyes, Fu Shuren and Jiao Jiao looked like a couple, and the two young women accompanying them were their daughters. His eyes then caught sight of Shen Lingqing’s face, and Zhang Yan wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt uncomfortable seeing her.

Her face stood out so much. She wasn’t even affected by people glancing her way to look at her as if she had already gotten used to receiving so much attention for a long time.

The dishes came and were served one by one. Shen Lingqing only looked at them, not bothering to pick up her chopsticks, while her companions started to eat in silence. The presentation and the scent were enough for her to decide whether the food was suitable for her to eat or not… and it clearly wasn’t.

There were king crabs, sea cuc.u.mber soup, and foie gras served; but none of them was able to entice the demon princess.

As dish after dish was being served, Zhang Yan explained them in great detail—from where the ingredients came from and the specifics of how they were cooked.

He didn’t know why he had to do it, considering this group of four people didn’t look outstanding at all. Perhaps it was because they were the first who ordered such an amount of dishes.

What Zhang Yan didn’t know was he was wasting his time explaining it to them, especially to Shen Lingqing. As long as their miss had her ‘absolute tongue’, she would be able to know what kind of ingredients were used, what cooking methods were applied, and how good the chef was.

This was why Chef He Haotian and Tian Lingyu thought that her talent was put to waste when she chose the path her father took rather than being a professional chef like her mother.

Qiao Lian looked at her boss, thinking how Shen Lingqing’s palate was so superb that she wouldn’t touch any food that didn’t pa.s.s her picky nose. She had known for a long time that only certain people could make the demon princess eat to her heart’s content, and it was counted with only one hand.

So for her to see Shen Lingqing act like this, Qiao Lian knew the demon princess needed not to explain herself any further. The dishes being served here in The Savory Alley wasn’t enough for her to consider, even taking just a little taste of it.

For such an expensive price of the dishes, the quality of the food was falling behind. Even Xiao Bai or any of the dogs owned by the Shen family wouldn’t dare to touch the food they served today.

What kind of nonsense Zhang Yun was speaking about earlier about their dishes comparable to the Oriental Bliss’s? They couldn’t even get close to it. This rascal, Zhang Yun, was giving her Uncle Lingyu’s business a bad name by comparing it to this rubbish restaurant.

The name Lu Xinyi and the ‘Oriental Bliss’ were kind of a legend these days. Who hadn’t heard about the Food G.o.ddess who was known to save promising restaurants from the brink of bankruptcy?

Meanwhile, Tian Lingyu had successfully become a three Michelin star chef after he took over the management of Oriental Bliss. Along with Lu Xinyi and Shen Yi, they opened more than twenty restaurants around the country with two of them, earning a Michelin star over the years.

Shen Lingqing’s stern and cold expression made the kitchen staff wonder why she wasn’t eating along with her companions.

“Do you think she’s allergic to seafood?” someone asked out of curiosity. Everyone’s attention was now on Shen Lingqing, not only because she had an outstanding beauty, but also because she was the only one who didn’t bother to take a taste of their dishes.

“But there’s also chicken, beef, and pork that was served, too. She could have eaten those if she is allergic to seafood,” the head chef arrogantly commented. “She probably doesn’t know how to appreciate good food,” he added with sarcasm.

What’s so good about a person with only a pretty face but an empty head? Although she had a face that made others unable to look away, her impression looked too arrogant.

Shen Lingqing’s facial features seemed like they were carved delicately with utmost care and carried a hint of elegance. Every part of her face carried a charm on it, effectively making her face so attractive in one’s eyes.

Her eyes shared the same color as her mother, but it had such a profound deepness that gave her a mysterious vibe.

“You dare to compare yourself to Oriental Bliss? That’s bulls.h.i.+t!”

A man seated a couple of meters away from Shen Lingqing’s table exclaimed as he slammed his fist over the table, effectively getting everyone’s attention.

“This isn’t as close to their least popular dish at all!” he added furiously.