Chu Xiao appeared in front of him, and these people immediately stopped discussing and began to say hello to Chu Xiao one after another.

After all, Chu Xiao's identity and reputation are much higher than them, or rather, his cooking skills are much higher than them, and his age is much younger than them.

This group of five people all looked to be over thirty-five years old, not as young as Chu Xiao, who was not yet twenty-eight years old.

"Chu, hello. ”

"What is Chu's opinion on the ingredients this time?"

"I don't know what Chu thinks of the food this time?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Chef Chu. ”

One by one, everyone greeted Chu Xiao gently.

With this greeting, Chu Xiao immediately heard that the person who had just spit out Chinese food syndrome in his mouth was the person with brown hair who looked to be over forty years old.

He was also wearing a black suit, looking smiling, still quite kind, at least he was very friendly and humble to Chu Xiao in front of him.

"Chinese food syndrome?" Chu Xiao smiled and said directly.

"No, no, no, Chu Xiao, you misunderstood, we didn't mean that just now. The person next to the brown-haired middle-aged man immediately stood up and explained.

At this time, how could these people not know that Chu Xiao had heard their conversation, but because of Chu Xiao's identity, these people still hurriedly explained.

"What does that mean?" asked Chu Xiao with a very kind smile.

"Misunderstanding, that's not what we meant. Because the exact word was heard, these people could only repeat it over and over again.

It's not that they're making a big fuss, it's that the term Chinese food syndrome is a form of discrimination.

The incident originated in 1968, when a Chinese-American doctor named Ho Man Kok published a short article in the New England Journal of Medicine, describing in a literary tone his sudden symptoms such as numbness, throbbing and weakness in his limbs after going to a Chinese restaurant to eat, which he speculated might be caused by the addition of monosodium glutamate (MSG) to Chinese food.

Afterwards, Japan's largest MSG production plant, the Mijimoto Company, immediately announced that there was no problem with MSG itself, and the main reason for "MSG syndrome" was that the amount of MSG used in Chinese restaurants was too large. As a result, there is a new term for MSG syndrome - Chinese restaurant syndrome.

Because this incident caused a strong reaction chain in Europe and the United States, it led to a large depression in Chinese restaurants abroad.

Even if there is no evidence for this, there are many people who believe that the disease is caused by Chinese food, and that it is not called Chinese food syndrome, but Asian discrimination, or discrimination against Chinese food.

And because of the efforts of the country and the people in recent years, such words are rarely mentioned on the surface, let alone at the banquet of a famous chef like Auguste.

This is not a good thing, after all, August is a celebrity chef, he is still very curious about Chinese food, and once said that Chinese high-end food is no worse than French food.

The brown-haired man slapped August and Chu Xiao in the face.

Seeing that these people couldn't explain anything, and the brown-haired middle-aged man who said this was only slightly embarrassed but without remorse, Chu Xiao spoke.

"It's okay if you're not good at cooking, and it's okay if you're not good at cooking, but I didn't think that you didn't even read the statements of the World Health Organization and the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations at the 23rd session of the United Nations and the United Nations, and you didn't even have the most basic knowledge, I think you really don't deserve to be a chef, and you don't deserve to stand here to participate in such an event. Chu Xiao stared at this person like an eagle and said seriously.

"You!" The brown-haired middle-aged man's face turned red and white at Chu Xiao's words, and he couldn't speak for a while.

But because of Chu Xiao's merciless words and powerful aura, the four people on the side didn't dare to interject for a while.

Moreover, Chu Xiao was a character with August just now, and the people on the side slowly shifted their attention.

Feeling that Dao was so much in the spotlight, the brown-haired middle-aged chef was shocked, and immediately reacted that he couldn't admit it now, and if he confessed at this moment, then his career as a chef would be ruined.

If you bite the head, you have to go back.

With such thoughts, the brown-haired middle-aged chef eased his face and said with a determined expression: "If it weren't for the relationship of MSG addiction, how could they stay in Huaxia, they are all the youngest and most powerful three in our France." ”

Yes, brown-haired chefs are ready to take a desperate gamble and go straight to discrimination, so as to gain the favor of chefs who are already discriminating against Asia.

"And the chef named Yuan Zhou must be very good at using MSG to make people addicted. The brown-haired middle-aged chef remembered the words of his friend just now, and deliberately brought out Yuan Zhou as an example.

In today's developed information age, it feels incredible to hear such ridiculous remarks, but what is even more ridiculous is that there are still many people with the prejudice of brown-haired middle-aged.

The brown-haired middle-aged chef looked at Chu Xiao fiercely, and Chu Xiao turned his head lightly and said to the waiter on the side, "Bring me a projector." ”

"Okay, wait a minute. The waiter immediately bowed his head and turned away.

"Oh, what's going on?" asked August, leading a group of men.

"A little thing, prove the culinary problem. Chu Xiao said lightly.

"Then I just opened my eyes. August laughed.

"No problem, you'll be amazed. Chu Xiao said confidently.

"We'll see. August nodded.

The group of people chatted to themselves, completely ignoring the brown-haired middle-aged chef on the side.

The brown-haired middle-aged chef was embarrassed and angry, and was about to speak when the waiter came over with a projector.

Because it was an open-air banquet held in the farm, it was to speak on the rostrum, and there was a background wall there, and Chu Xiao planned to place the projection there.

"Thank you. Chu Xiao nodded at the waiter, then took out his mobile phone and continued: "Please connect my mobile phone for me, I will use it soon." ”

"Yes, sir. The waiter carefully took the phone and fiddled with it.

During this period, August had been looking at Chu Xiao with interest, ready to see the surprise he gave.

And Chu Xiao's attitude towards others, and even his kindness towards the waiter, deeply stimulated the brown-haired middle-aged chef.

After all, Chu Xiao was contemptuous and ignorant of him.

"Chu, although your cooking skills are top-notch, you can't ...... either. The brown-haired middle-aged cook interjected.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Xiao: "Look carefully, there is only one person among you who can do such knife work, and that person is me." ”

"Now let's take a look at the knife work of Huaxia chef Yuan Zhou. Chu Xiao said and started playing directly.

Chu Xiao's words were loud and very sure, and even August on the side couldn't help frowning and then looked at the projection.

Yes, the waiter has already started the projection, and what appeared on the projection was Yuan Zhou's knife display at the culinary exchange, and it had already begun to be played.

......

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