Hearing Wang Bo's inquiry, Jin Zhongtai said in a very formal voice: "Yes, Mr. Mayor, this is the real Korean ginseng, from **** Changbai Mountain, it is the pure wild ginseng!"

"Is the wild Korean ginseng called Tiangan? Which one is better than their Western ginseng in Texas?" asked the handsome Mexican man curiously.

Jin Zhongtai smiled and said, "No, Tianzin is the top product among Korean ginseng. Our ginseng is divided into two types, red ginseng and white ginseng. It is better to use red ginseng for soup, while red ginseng is divided into four levels: heaven, earth, good, cut into four levels. Tianzin is the best, Oceania is very rare and expensive."

"Did you bring them from your hometown? These Korean ginsengs?" Wang Bo suddenly asked.

Kim Jong-tai didn't know the purpose of his question, so he answered cautiously: "Yes, I have been opening restaurants since I came to New Zealand, and the ginseng I used came from my motherland. However, most of them were artificially bred, and fewer wild ones were only used to entertain distinguished guests."

Wang Bo asked: "Then can you get the seeds of red ginseng and white ginseng from your hometown? You may not know that there are people growing ginseng in my hometown, and I know some planting techniques."

Actually, he is talking nonsense. He knows nonsense. His hometown is a fishing village. It is true that some people raise sea cucumbers. There is definitely no one to grow ginseng.

However, Jin Zhongtai said that high-end Korean ginseng is rare in Oceania, so Lao Wang became interested. Korean ginseng is a supplement. If this kind of thing is of good quality, it is easy to sell at a high price.

Lao Wang planted a vegetable garden heart two months ago. He thought that Korean ginseng should be able to grow in the vegetable garden. If the lord's energy is used to improve the quality of ginseng, it is not a big problem to sell it at a high price.

After having a supper, Lao Wang was very happy to find a new way to get rich.

Jin Zhongtai had someone ginseng seeds in his hand. He originally planned to plant them himself, but he did not succeed in planting them, so he could only buy them from China and mail them.

Wang Bo said he wanted to buy some seeds, but Jin Zhongtai took out a box and gave it to him, saying that the seeds were actually not valuable, and that this thing was only valuable after raising them.

Lao Wang refused in a false way, but in the end he didn't give any money.

The upright inspector couldn't stand it and kept staring at him.

Lao Wang didn't care whether he was staring at him or not. He put away the seeds and drank the chicken soup. The soup was sweet and sweet, but it was sweet without greasyness. The chicken tasted even more tender, and the taste was beyond Wang Bo's expectations.

Charlie and others were also very surprised after tasting it, and the group was amazed repeatedly:

"Shete, this is really delicious. This is the best chicken soup I have ever tasted."

"Are Asians all cooking experts? Although Boss Jin's cooking skills are a little worse than those of the boss, they are also very powerful."

"With such cooking skills, why do you come to our town to open a barbecue restaurant? I think you can build a big market even in Auckland and Wellington, right?"

Wang Bo was also curious. This is true. Not to mention barbecue, the level of this bowl of chicken soup alone is enough for Jin Zhongtai to gain a foothold in those big city restaurants.

Kim Jung-tai did not answer, Kobe answered the answer. He tasted the chicken and said, "This should be the chicken produced in the ranch. The meat is so tender. I can't think of anything else except the chickens in the ranch."

After hearing his words, the Korean boss laughed and said, "Yes, this is why I am willing to come to Sunset Town. After accidentally tasting the beef, mutton, chicken and duck meat produced in the town, I was attracted by them and decided to open a barbecue restaurant here!"

Kobe couldn't laugh here anymore, and he also planned to open a restaurant in Sunset Town, and his idea of ​​colliding with Kim Jung-tai.

In fact, it was not only an idea to crash, but there were many places where the two people crashed. For example, the structure of Kobe's restaurant has just been built, and he was also waiting to show off, just like this Korean barbecue restaurant.

Seeing that the brothers were in a wrong mood, Charlie looked at him and whispered: "Man, can you not be so unsuccessful? This is just a barbecue restaurant, and there are barbecue restaurants everywhere in New Zealand, and you are a two-star Michelin restaurant, which is unique in New Zealand!"

"It's not unique, there are more than a dozen." Kobe corrected.

Charlie rolled his eyes: "Okay, there are more than ten, but where is the barbecue restaurant? There are ten thousand!"

After hearing this, Kobe suddenly realized: "Yes, why did I lose confidence in myself now? Damn it, cooking for you every day has reduced my style. From today on, I will hone my cooking skills!"

After drinking the chicken soup, Kim Jong-tai lit the gas, and the Korean-style grilled grate began to heat up. He put the cut beef on one piece and then patted the hand.

Immediately, a young chef delivered a dish of seasonings including sesame paste, hot sauce, tomato sauce and chili powder, and added them to the meat by himself.

After roasting the meat, Jin Zhongtai sprinkled a little fine salt, then rolled it up with a piece of lettuce leaf, raised his hands over his head and handed it to Wang Bo, and said respectfully: "Mr. Mayor, please taste it."

Lao Wang was a little uncomfortable. He was just a rough man and a rough man. It would be better for everyone to have dinner together. The Korean boss was like a son-in-law giving him a gift, and he couldn't accept it.

After eating a bite of the vegetable roll meat, Wang Bo nodded and said, "It's delicious. The meat is grilled without any burnt taste, only the fragrance, it makes people feel comfortable to eat!"

Kim Jung-tai poured him a glass of wine and said, "How can I not pair it with barbecue? Mr. Mayor, please, this is the Zhenlu wine sent from our hometown. Please be sure to try it."

Wang Bo smiled dryly and said, "Can you drink beer?"

After coming to New Zealand, he got used to drinking beer. Some local homemade beers have a lighter taste and strong wheat aroma, just like drinking beverages.

Kim Jung-tai smiled and said, "Mr. Mayor, you should try it. This wine has something to do with you. If you want to trace the root of the source, then the authentic identity of Zhenlu should be the sauerk that originated in the Yuan Dynasty of your country. As far as I know, it was introduced to our Korean Peninsula in the 14th century. In the history of our country, it was a long-term luxury wine, which was forbidden by the people, and was even referred to as a prescription by the Korean royal family."

Charlie also nodded and said, "Yes, try it. Korean Jinlu wine is really delicious. I have drunk it at my Korean colleague's house. It is a good wine."

Jinlu is a traditional Korean soju. It was originally a kind of wine, but now it has become a brand.

Seeing that this wine belongs to white wine, Lao Wang planned to take a sip. Seeing this, Jin Zhongtai signaled: "Drinking Zhenlu requires one sip to taste. Don't drink it in small sips."

As he said that, the Korean boss raised his head and sipped the white wine in his cup, grinning his teeth and making a happy expression.

Lao Wang didn't know the degree of the wine, so he was mentally prepared and then poured the wine into his mouth.

As a result, it was not as spicy and stimulating as he expected. Instead, he felt a sweet smell first, and then the spicy taste of the wine was.

Lao Wang tasted it for a moment, and he looked at Jin Zhongtai strangely, saying that the wine was juice was a bit exaggerated, but it was indeed not irritating. What happened to this guy just now with a grinning expression?

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!