C2790 He had found the wrong person (1/2)

The bearded man's guess was correct. The Gourmet wasn't someone a man like him could enter. His welcoming manner was extremely friendly, and he'd been through a lot of professional training. He didn't even look at the patches on his jacket sleeves with disdain.

He just kept shaking his head and said, ”I'm sorry, sir. Unless you make an appointment in advance or are a member of our guild, you can only enter. Otherwise, you can't enter …”

”Mm …” I'm sorry, I just wanted to meet the Chinese chef here... Can you do me a favor? ” As he spoke, Big Beard took out a few shillings from his pocket, which was the cost of running errands.

The servants here have long been tipped in pounds, and they have no interest in shillings or pennies. He shook his head, still smiling with professional politeness. ”I'm sorry,” he said. The kitchen is a very important place, and you can't enter without an invitation. I can't help you! ”

”Get rid of it, I just wanted to send a letter to the Chinese... ”It will only take a few minutes!”

The big bearded man had grinded his beard for a long time, but in the end, other than getting the supercilious looks of many distinguished guests, there was nothing to be gained from it!

There seemed to be no hope left for the front door. The bearded man circled around and finally arrived at the back alley. He saw that there were guards at the back door as well.

After all, this was a place where important figures gathered. The police here were very strong, and there were police officers on duty in almost every corner.

The police treated this place as a heavily protected area, and the hotel itself also had a very powerful security force. Many veterans who retired from the army became security guards here, and all the doors were guarded by burly men.

Big Beard scratched his head and sighed regretfully. He turned around and wanted to leave, but at that moment, a black carriage ran over from the distance and stopped at the back alley.

The bearded man looked up. What a coincidence! A Chinese man in a suit had jumped down from the carriage!

There was even a long braid on the back of the carefully cut expensive suit. It looked a little out of place, but the Chinese man was highly respected. All the security guards smiled and nodded at him.

”Mister... Can you give me a few minutes, sir? ” Big Beard would not miss this opportunity. He quickly ran over and stopped the Chinese man.

”Sir, can you understand English? or other European languages... I'm not a bad guy, I mean no harm, I just want to see the Führer … ”

”Xiao Letian... I am Xiao Letian's friend … ” The bearded man was actually able to speak a Chinese language, he knew how to pronounce the three words Xiao Letian.

By this time, the security guard had already rushed over and grabbed his arm to take him away, while the Chinese man's confused expression immediately turned serious upon hearing the Führer's name.

”Wait a moment …” This person called out the leader's name. Was there something wrong with him? Translated... ”

There was another translator who followed the carriage. Upon hearing the summon, he quickly ran over, ”Mr. Liu …” What business do you have with me? ”

Mr Liu was not an outsider. He was Great Qing's chef, Liu Dadao!

Originally, he accompanied Tongzhi to Berlin, but London's Gourmet City was having a round robin's competition for Chinese chefs. The chefs that Xiao Letian brought along as well as the local chefs were all ignored for a week, allowing them to pick out the most popular classic dishes among the Europeans.

This week just happened to be Liu Dadao's week, and for the sake of this competition, he intentionally told Tongzhi that he had taken a leave of absence and returned to London by boat.

Liu Dadao was just a servant in the Great Qing. Although he was a chef, he did not have any social standing in the Great Qing.

In Europe, once a chef reached the top rank, their status would be very high. Liu Dadao's monthly salary would actually reach as high as 200 pounds, and he would even be able to get a share of the hotel's income every year. Just this little bit of income was enough to catch up to the treatment of a British minister.