"Pingchuan Chaos? He's here too?" Liu Mang looked at the list carefully again, and found that Pingchuan Chao's name was hidden among several names, and it seemed that he only appeared as an assistant.

After returning from Dongying last time, Liu Mang had heard Jiro Ida talk about the end of the Pingchuan Rebellion. It is said that the reputation of Pingchuan Chaos has completely stinked in Dongying, and he has become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats, and no restaurant dares to ask him to cook, but he didn't expect to come out of the mountain again so soon and come to France to participate in the Chef God Competition.

"Lao Liu, what's wrong?" Seeing Liu Mang staring at the list on the screen in a daze, Lin Xiao asked.

"Oh, nothing, an old acquaintance has also come. ”

"Who?"

"Hirakawa chaos. ”

"Pingchuan Chao, that one-eyed dragon who cooks with hen beads in Dongying?"

Last time, Dongying Lin Xiao didn't follow, and he has always felt deeply regretful, especially Liu Mang's last peerless dish made of swallowtail pork liver, which made him salivate.

After Liu Mang came back from Dongying, Lin Xiao also asked to redo it again. It's a pity that the Shennong grass produced by the space is still being cultivated and can no longer be made for the time being.

"Well, Hirakawa Ran's character is not very good, but he still has cooking skills. Otherwise, there would be no title of 'ghost kitchen' in Dongying. ”

"Actually, most of the people on this list are acquaintances. Lin Xiao smiled: "Those who can come to participate in the World Chef God Competition have a high reputation in the domestic catering industry, and they can find a lot of information by any search by name." ”

"The preliminary round of the God of Chef Competition is the day after tomorrow, but there is no relevant process for the competition on this website except for the list. ”

"It will be announced then, and the official is doing this to ensure that it is announced. ”

"I'm here to find out what are some of the more famous Indian restaurants in Paris. Lin Xiao closed the official website of the Chef God Contest and began to search with search software.

"Well, this one seems to be good, the rating on the Internet is quite high, and some celebrities like to go. ”

Just as Lin Xiao was looking for a restaurant, Liu Mang's mobile phone rang.

"Is it Jiro-kun? Yes, I'm here, I just arrived a few days ago. No problem......"

"Who?" asked Lin Xiao, who was looking through the restaurant reviews.

"Brother Lin, didn't you say that you always wanted to meet Master Huaishu? This time he also came to France. ”

"Really?" Lin Xiao has always admired this respected old-timer in the food industry.

"Well, in addition to Ida Huaiki, the god of tempura, Tetsuya Saotome, also came to France. ”

"That's great, I wanted to try his tempura last time I went to Toei to learn art, but I didn't get a place, so this time I can feast on it. ”

"When people come, they don't necessarily cook, but we can ask him for advice later. Liu Mang said with a smile.

Saotome Tetsuya's daimyo, Liu Mang had already heard it from the mouth of Ida Huaishu, and it is said that he has been specializing in fried tempura for more than sixty years. Over the past 60 years, the tempura he has fried has a magic that brings out 100% of the flavor of the food.

The last time I went to Dongying, Ida Huaishu wanted to take Liu Mang to meet him, but he was in a hurry and didn't make the trip.

The crowd rested in the hotel for a while, and at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, they got into the car arranged by the hotel and came to a Japanese restaurant on Boulevard Rello in Paris according to the address provided by Jiro Ida.

"Liu Mangjun, long time no see. Walking into the restaurant, Jiro Ida was already waiting at the door, and when he saw Liu Mang, he immediately bowed 90 degrees.

"Hello, Jiro-kun. Liu Mang and Jiro Ida gave a big hug: "Long time no see." ”

"Please come in, my father and Master Tetsuya Saotome are already waiting. Jiro Ida spread his hands.

Located in a commercial building, this Japanese restaurant has a typical Japanese décor with tatami mats, paper doors and windows, and flower arrangements......

"Master Huaishu. Following Ida Jiro to the hall, the two old men were discussing something in front of the Japanese-style stove, and Liu Mang greeted him.

"Liu Mangjun. "Ida Huaishu is still childish and energetic, and he can't tell that he is 90 years old.

"Introduction, this is Saotome Tetsuya, the god of tempura in our Toei. After Liu Mang finished introducing Lin Xiao, He Donglin, and Shan Jian, Ida Huaishu pulled the old man wearing reading glasses next to him and said.

"Hello, Mr. Tetsuya Saotome, I've heard of your name for a long time. The last time I went to Dongying, I couldn't come to visit, and I deeply regret it. ”

Saotome Tetsuya's face is covered with brown age spots, her back is slightly hunched, and her body is thin, as if she can be blown away by a gust of wind, but like Ida Huaishu, she is in a very good mental state and does not look old at all.

"Hello, Liu Mangjun. I heard Brother Huaishu say that there is a culinary genius in China, and when I saw you today, I didn't expect you to be younger than I imagined. "Saotome Tetsuya does not know Chinese, so Jiro Ida translates it on his behalf.

"The master has won the award, in front of the two, I am just a newborn calf, and there is still a long way to go. ”

"Liu Mangjun, you are too modest. Ida laughed.

"Saotome Tetsuya-sama, I've been watching a documentary about your tempura god for a long time, and today I've finally met a real person. Lin Xiao also stepped forward to say hello.

"'God' and other people's names are what other people say. But I figured I could fry every piece of tempura, and that's it. Saotome Tetsuya replied with a smile.

"I'd love to try your tempura, but unfortunately I've been booking it for a year, but I haven't booked it. Thinking of this, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

"You'll be able to taste Saoto-kun's tempura later, and we were just talking about what to prepare for you. Ida said.

"Really? We're in for a treat. ”

"Master Huaishu, don't you rarely go out? Why did you come to France this time? You don't want to participate in the Chef God Competition?" asked Liu Mang after sitting down at the bar.

"Of course not, I'm here for the dogs. Ida Huaishu glanced at Jiro Ida and said.

"Do you want Jiro-kun to participate?"

"Yes. Ida Huaishu nodded, with an indescribable melancholy on his face: "I'm really old, it's time to retire, and it's time for Jiro to take over." But I can't rest assured, the dog has always grown up under my wing, and his life experience is not rich enough, and he is easily bewitched by others, doing the wrong thing, and going the wrong way. So this time I came with him, cheered him up, and watched him. ”

"Father, I'm an adult. Jiro Ida's face turned red, he knew that Ida Huaishu was referring to the last time, he listened to the words of Muraya Futako and gambled with Liu Mang.

"When your skills and conduct in the world can be half as good as Liu Mangjun, then I will be able to let go. Ida Huaishu glared at Jiro Ida.

"That's so hard. Jiro Ida muttered and hung his head.

"Talk, I'm going to fry tempura. Saotome Tetsuya changed into a chef's uniform and walked to the stove.