Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets! Chapter 314 - 236. Tea Aroma Overflowing2

As Jiang City’s first authentic French restaurant, it offered a pure, refined French dining experience that reshaped how the people of Jiang City imagined ritual.

From then on, birthdays, dates, proposals, anniversaries...

Goya frequently appeared at many important monts for the people of Jiang City.

Like today, where Guan Yongyi had reserved a spot in advance for a celebration.

The people of Jiang City were accustod to entrusting the sense of ritual in their lives to Goya, never disappointing every mont spent dining.

"This is my first ti at this restaurant..."

" too, the reviews online are good."

After getting out of the car, the two sisters walked ahead as Lu Jincheng steadily followed behind.

The entrance was a dark, long corridor that, under the warm, bright lighting, revealed a unique charm with a row of carefully frad Western paintings on the left.

Continuing inside, they were confronted by three giant colorful oil paintings featuring portraits of 18th-century European nobility, surrounded by various-sized sketches in Western styles on the walls.

For a mont, it felt like being in so avant-garde art gallery, where retro trends exuded an elegant temperant.

"Miss Guan, right? This way please."

A suit-and-tie waiter led them to their table where a soothing song floated in the air and the soft yellow lighting gently illuminated the table, unconsciously enhancing the atmosphere to the extre.

Many entrusted Goya with their significant monts worth rembering.

As an elder statesman among Jiang City’s French restaurants, Goya had employed nurous Michelin-starred head chefs over the years.

They were extrely picky about their ingredients.

Globally sourcing top-tier ingredients for their dishes, including Australian black-haired Wagyu beef, French deep-sea silver cod, Norwegian salmon, French presidential butter and cream, Italian mascarpone cheese, Italian imported coffee beans, French rose water...

It wasn’t just the ingredients that were top-tier.

Goya was among the first in Jiang City to adopt low-temperature molecular gastronomy.

The chefs would cook each ingredient at different temperatures.

"I’ll have a plastic beef steak, snail at, foie gras, vegetable salad, and..."

"Layered cake."

"Chanson Rose Dew!"

"This will do for now."

The three of them weren’t dining together for the first ti and knew each other’s eating capacities well.

After Guan Yongyi finished ordering, she looked up and saw Zhou Sinin just standing up from her seat.

"Hey, is that a couple’s scarf?"

She asked nonchalantly.

"Not strictly speaking, sa style but different colors."

Zhou Sinin had just hung her coat aside, stuck out her tongue, and happily swung the scarf in her hand.

"That still counts, you’re really strict."

Guan Yongyi raised her wrist, tidied the stray hairs by her ear, and chuckled lightly.

"Now that we’re here, should we have so wine today?"

"Sure, I’ll join you."

"The driver too? We can call a designated driver to take us ho later."

"Okay then."

Seeing both girls looking excited, Lu Jincheng also nodded in agreent.

"Guan Guan! You know, I was talking to my mom on the phone the other day and I ntioned you."

The process presented to the diners was not complicated.

Goya always followed the highest standard of the "French eight-course al," progressing from introductory bread, appetizer, salad, soup, beverage during the al, to the main course, dessert, and final drink.

So, before the main course, each person was served a cup of Passion Fruit Sorbet to readjust the taste in their mouth.

Zhou Sinin fiddled with a straw in the cup, chattering nonstop in a soft, fluffy voice.

"What about ?"

Guan Yongyi blinked her eyes.

"Definitely praising how great you are! Not only participating in a research group to write academic papers but also organizing teams to represent the school in debate competitions, isn’t that impressive?"

Zhou Sinin’s eyes curved into smiles as she talked about her close friend, her mouth corners brimming with laughter.

"...And then? The main point isn’t about that, right?"

Being close friends since childhood, the two knew each other very well.

"You caught haha, mom praised you for being outstanding, and then I said you’re so outstanding because you moved out to live on your own and bought a house."

"Having enough ti to do what you like, only then can college life be so fulfilling."

Zhou Sinin pursed her lips and smiled, her big peach blossom eyes twinkling like a cunning little fox.

"So..."

"S MMA CLUBS uss her to move out! Freedom, here I co!"

Zhou Sinin’s shoulders swayed as she grinned and grabbed the knife and fork, can’t wait to start enjoying the delicious dishes.

"The plastic beef steak, please enjoy."

This main course, the plastic beef steak, was the chef’s proud creation.

Using the sixth and seventh ribs, soaked for at least seventy-two hours, and cooked with a unique low-temperature molecular thod to lock in the steak’s juiciness and retain its tender and succulent flavor.

The fresh green Dutch beans garnished around it added a full sense of ritual with their salty and fresh flavor perating the entire mouth.

After serving, the waiter uncovered the lid and poured the sauce, which was their own secret beef sauce.

Don’t underestimate this spoonful of sauce; it was also repeatedly simred like the golden broth, with seasoning added according to different dishes, the effort put into it was no less than the als themselves.

"So tasty!"

"Mmm..."

Even Lu Jincheng, biting into it, tasted a familiar flavor of the years.

He had watched Goya grow from its first location on Qingnian Road to later spread all over the three towns of Jiang City.

Over five thousand days and nights, marking the mories of ceremonial significance for most people in Jiang City.

His mory of the Qingnian Road location started with his previous life when, as a freshman coming to report to the university, his parents took him there to try sothing new.