Chapter 186 Giant Gallery

Author: Apricot and Pear

Chapter 186 Giant Gallery

"Mrs. Cruz?"

In his fifties, the gray-haired hotel housekeeper directed a black concierge sedan and parked in front of the small courtyard of Aman's suite.

He didn't care about the slippery ground and trotted towards Mrs. Sakai.

The meticulous butler service of luxury hotels has always been a golden sign created by veteran global hotel giants such as Aman, Hilton, and COMO to win the favor of high-net-worth customers.

These housekeepers have received the most professional training, on standby 24 hours a day, with an average age of over 45 years old, rich experience and extensive connections.

The butler at Aman Hotel is the position of the black custom-made formal wear on the chest, and the two crossed keys are proudly embroidered with golden silk thread.

Only the strongest in the field of hotel butlers can obtain the honorary certification of this "Golden Key".

From confirming that the water temperature of the bathtub with rose petals floating in the room before the guest booked an appointment was exactly 41.5 degrees Celsius, to providing professional travel service guides, from temporary relationship support to tickets to the opera house football match box, to buying asthma medicine for customers or even undergoing emergency tracheotomy, they are all professional.

The Golden Key Butler, who earns $300,000 a year, now looks sweaty on his face.

"The positioning of the car assigned to Miss Sakai is in the Ryatha area. Do I need to contact the driver to report on Miss Sakai's situation? Madam."

The housekeeper used a handkerchief to dip the sweat on his forehead.

He knew the identities of the two long-term rental VIPs living in this small yard.

The wife and daughter of the famous artist Ichizu Sakai.

The young Miss Sakai called a car at night and walked to the local slums in Yangon.

Sakai Katsuko claimed that she had received permission from her mother.

The concierge dispatched a car without review, but now the mother seems to be anxious to find her daughter.

The housekeeper didn't know what happened. If such a minor VIP made any mistakes, the hotel would have fulfilled its responsibility for the venue and the reputation would definitely be greatly affected.

Artists are difficult to serve, and they have a great influence in the upper-class circle, and their energy is even more exaggerated than rock stars.

The butler found that Mrs. Sakai was standing in the corridor at the door, and she had not tied her windbreaker's buttons. She looked like she was hurrying to go out, but she stared at her phone, motionless, and had a complicated expression.

"lady?"

He shouted softly again.

Mrs. Sakai was still like a sculpture without any response.

She turned a deaf ear to the butler's shouts, and gently zoomed in and out with her fingers.

The housekeeper glanced at the screen from the corner of his eyes and found that it was a very strange work and should have not been finished yet.

Not like an orthodox oil painting,

The decorative paintings hanging in the corridors of Aman Hotel are carefully selected, and the housekeeper also has a certain level of appreciation and cultivation of art.

He found that although this painting can only be seen in one rough view, it is really beautiful.

Different from the works of art that I have seen, the brushstrokes are exotic and not obscure.

The housekeeper couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at him.

"Does it look good?" Mrs. Sakai asked suddenly.

"I'm very sorry, madam, I didn't mean it."

The housekeeper immediately took two steps back. He was just concerned about the situation of the guests and had no intention of exploring Mrs. Sakai's privacy.

"I'm not blaming you, I'm just asking you how you think of this base map."

Mrs. Sakai raised her cell phone to the butler and asked casually.

"This is Miss Sakai's painting. It's very innovative and should be a good work." The butler knew about the general situation of each VIP guest and knew that Miss Sakai herself was a well-known Asian art genius.

"good?"

Mrs. Sakai shook her head gently.

She didn't really ask for advice from hotel service staff.

Mrs. Sakai was just too surprised.

Just like when you suddenly see a beautiful mirage among the clouds, you will subconsciously want to ask the people around you whether it is just an illusion in your mind.

She had never expected to see Gu Weijing draw such a work.

A little perverted!

Excellent techniques are second to you. This feeling of perfectly integrating Eastern and Western styles has already been the rules and prototypes of famous artists.

This is much more eye-catching than a simple technique.

Skills can be practiced slowly.

It is nothing more than a question of the speed of growth, and many famous artists cannot do this ability to control the collision and integration of cultures.

The way of the master,

It's in it.

"It's so shocking. It's not just good. It's just a little monster. Maybe he can really support each other and go to the end, maybe he might be able to support each other."

This idea came to Mrs. Sakai's mind.

"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let the children go."

She fought in her mind for a few seconds, and suddenly she felt relieved.

Mrs. Sakai stomped her feet, turned around and walked back in the direction she came.

"Mrs. Cruz, you?"

The butler looked at Mrs. Sakai's back in confusion.

"There is no need to be a car, I want to go back to my room to rest." Mrs. Sakai waved her hand, took out her cell phone from her pocket, selected a contact person, and said to the phone: "Hey, is that 10%?"

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东京千代区,ねぎま烧鸟店.

【ねぎま】The original meaning is a cooking method of barbecue kebabs. Use fresh chicken breasts or chicken leg meat to wear with bamboo sticks, separate the green onion segments or flat garlic in the middle, and heat it slowly over charcoal fire.

During the barbecue, the fat will slowly seep out from under the chicken skin. The aroma of fat will be mixed with the flavor of scallion and garlic. It is fresh and sweet but not greasy. It is a very essential dish in Japanese cuisine.

This restaurant is called [ねぎま], and it is not a very expensive Michelin Japanese restaurant.

On the contrary, there is some taste of the fly restaurant hidden in the fireworks of Sei. In addition to providing various kebabs, it also has miso ramen for cooking and filling the stomach.

"Sakai Jun, I still have a good appetite." The chef wearing a white long gown like a bathrobe put three kebabs on the black plate in front of Uncle Sakai and said with a smile.

"oh!"

Professor Ichise Sakai put a skewer into his mouth, sucked his mouth, rolled his throat comfortably, and the whole skewer disappeared.

He took a sip of the sake in the cup, and was as happy as a fat man of 230 pounds.

"Master Otani is still good at craftsmanship, this meat is fragrant and savory!"

Sakai raised a thumbs up and smeared the shiny oil on the corner of his mouth, without the style of an elegant artist.

In fact, Master Otani’s barbecue skills can only be regarded as proficient.

It is incomparable to those large chain barbecue restaurants, not to mention the high-end Kaiseki cuisine and the carefully cooked barbecue steak in Michelin restaurants. It can beat this small shop from the ingredients to the production process.

Probably the only advantage is that it is cheap.

A string of chicken skin roasted birds is 70 yen, a chicken breast roasted bird is 90 yen, and a beef roasted bird is 110 yen. If you don’t mind eating roasted chicken butts, a string of roasted chicken is only 50 yen, which can be afforded even poor students studying in Tokyo.

Among the three volumes of East Asian Immortal Cultivation,

It is said that people in Dongxia do not take vacations, Koreans do not sleep, and Japanese do not eat.

The reason why Japanese people do not eat is to a certain extent because Japanese cuisine is too expensive.

It is not easy to live in Tokyo.

This is a very prosperous place and the cost of living is very high. It is normal to spend six or seven thousand yen when you eat something good.

Uncle Sakai doesn't like anime, baseball, and idol stars like his peers.

His biggest hobby is eating.

In his youthful student age, he would work as a part-time training coach for a painting club in a private high school every Friday, and after class he would drive to this small shop that was only a dozen square meters.

While looking at the accounts on the laptop, I continued to think about how much it would be less than enough to collect the tuition fees for studying abroad, and relaxed with a few skewers of barbecue.

Even if it takes a long time to eat two skewers of beef and roasted birds to hurt, this is the happiest time he has ever been.

Now Professor Sakai has long been developed. He can buy this small shop ten times by selling a painting. The wallet is enough for him to eat truffles as potatoes and foie gras as pork liver, but he still likes the atmosphere in this shop.

Especially when my wife is not at home and no one is supervising her weight.

Uncle Sakai often comes over to have midnight snacks.
To be continued...