"Mr. Liu Mang, please!"

"Liu Mang, I'm going!" Seeing that Liu Mang was going to follow Sato Hidenaka, Li Ruonan immediately followed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'll go too, and I'll take care of each other. Lin Xiao said.

"Then I'll go too. Gu Qianyao also said.

"Let's go too. Everyone said together.

"What are you doing here, as if I was going to the Hongmen Banquet. Liu Mang said with a smile.

"But ......"

"That's it, Lin Xiao follows me, and the others stay. After thinking for a while, Liu Mang replied.

"Okay. Seeing Liu Mang's insistence, Li Ruonan only nodded: "Give me your mobile phone." ”

Li Ruonan took Liu Mang's mobile phone, pressed it a few times, and then advised: "I have set my number to a quick dial, be sure to keep the phone unblocked." ”

"I understand. Liu Mang took the phone and put it in his pocket, and then followed Sato Hidenaka out.

Outside, Liu Mang and Lin Xiao boarded several Toyota SUVs that they drove over in Hideka Sato and drove towards the outskirts of Los Angeles.

After driving for more than 40 minutes, the convoy left the bustling city of Los Angeles and turned into a farm.

"Guys, the owner of that wonton shop, I lived here back then. ”

Everyone got out of the car, and Hidenaka Sato pointed to a small two-story building in front of him and said.

The small building is a typical American building, nestled in a verdant wood, and the walls outside the building are very new and appear to have been recently painted.

"Who are you?" asked a man with an Asian face, who was watering flowers in the yard, when he saw the crowd approaching.

"Excuse me, we are the family of the former owner of this house, and I grew up in this house back then, so I want to come and see and find a memory of those years. Yanagihamaru bowed and said.

"Well, then come in and have a look. The man opened the wooden door of the fence.

"Sir, are you Chinese?" Lin Xiao asked.

"No, I grew up in the U.S. and I have American citizenship, but my grandfather is from China. "The man didn't speak Chinese, but replied in fluent English.

"When did you move into this house?" asked Liu Mang as he walked through the garden.

"Oh, this house was bought by my father from a real estate agency for more than 20 years, and I only moved in with him last year. ”

"The trees here are growing well, did your father plant them?" asked Liu Mang again.

"No, it was planted by the original owner of the house, and my father was very fond of plants, so he kept them. The man replied.

"Oh, I see. Liu Mang and the others followed the man around the garden.

"Let's go back. ”

"Huh, just go back?" Lin Xiao was a little strange, it had only been a few minutes since he came, and he had only said a few words.

"I'm sure. Liu Mang smiled.

"Really?Mr. Liu Mang?" Sato Shunaka was also very strange, could it be that if you go around this courtyard, you can replicate the taste of the past?

"Yes. Liu Mang nodded confidently: "Today, you can let your father eat the wontons that tasted back then." ”

"That's great!" Sato Hidenaka couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to prepare to rush back.

"By the way, Mr. Sato, I still need to buy some ingredients. On the car back, Liu Mang said.

"Ingredients? Then I'll take you to the biggest supermarket in Los Angeles, where you can buy all kinds of top-quality ingredients. ”

"No need, you take me around the shop where the wonton owner used to be, and I want to go to the next market to buy it. ”

"Okay. Sato Shuzhong was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood.

Liu Mang's intention in doing this must be to buy similar ingredients as back then, so that the wontons produced in this way are closer to the taste of that year.

Not far from the wonton shop, a decades-old market bought the ingredients it needed, and Liu Mang and Lin Xiao followed Hidenaka Sato to the Japanese-style manor.

"Brother Liu, are you really sure? These people from the Yamaguchi-gumi are not good at it. Stepping out of the car, Lin Xiao asked a little worriedly.

"Ninety percent!" Liu Mang thought for a moment: "Ninety percent of the probability comes from my cooking skills, and the rest of the achievements can only be handed over to Providence." ”

"Ninety percent, that's good!"

When I walked into the manor, I came to the house where the old man was bed, and found that there were already more than a dozen people standing outside and talking.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb my father's rest!" Sato Shuzhong's face turned cold, and he pulled a young man in a suit and reprimanded.

"Team leader, it's Young Master Eisuke Ita who came over, and he said that he had invited a very famous chef to make food for the president. ”

"Eisuke Ita, what kind of mess is he making at this time?!" Sato Shuzhong's eyebrows furrowed.

"What's wrong? Can't you do it now?" asked Liu Mang.

"Mr. Liu Mang, please wait a while, now there is a little situation, I will solve it immediately. Hidenaka Sato replied.

"Big brother, you're here. At this time, a very fair, handsome young man came out of the house.

"Liu Mangjun, why are you here?" a man following the young man was stunned and blurted out.

This man has a short figure and two mustaches, and he is Liu Mang's old acquaintance - Kohei Jiro.

"Mr. Jiro, do you know?" said the young man in surprise.

"That's right, Young Master Eisuke. This gentleman's name is Liu Mang, he is from China, and he is an old friend of mine. ”

"Liu Mang, the Chinese kitchen god?" Yitian Yingsuke's face was shocked, and then his words were mocking: "The eldest brother really tried everything for the position of heir, and even the Chinese kitchen god was invited." ”

"Haha, it just so happens that Mr. Chef is in Los Angeles, and I'm just more well-informed, so it's just a coincidence. Hidenaka Sato said-for-tat.

"But you seem to be a step slower, Mr. Kikumaru Masao I invited happens to be a top master at making Chinese wontons. Eisuke Ita's words changed: "If even the food he cooks doesn't satisfy my father, then it's useless to believe anyone, including the chef!"

"Not necessarily! Wonton is not a dish invented by us in Dongying, its origin comes from China. Hidenaka Sato retorted.

"Young master, the president asked you and Mr. Jiro to come over. A man came running up.

"Big brother, then I'll be out of company for a while. Ida Ying hurriedly walked away with Koheirajiro.

"What's wrong? You guys have a holiday?" Lin Xiao couldn't help but ask when he saw that the atmosphere at the scene was a little wrong.

"Sort of, Eisuke Ita is the president's biological son, but he made a mistake a few years ago and expelled the chairman from the Yamaguchi-gumi. ”

"It's another bloody TV series where a wealthy family competes for an heir!" Lin Xiao pouted: "When can we start?" ”

"Please wait. ”

After a while, Koheirajiro walked out and gave an order, and immediately someone carried pots and pans into the house.

"Big brother, do you want to come in and see how the people I invited make dishes that satisfy my father?" said Eisuke Ida leaning against the door, slightly provocative.

"Mr. Liu Mang, let's go and have a look. ”

"Okay. ”

The room was large, two or three hundred square meters, divided into two by translucent screens.

Behind the screen, a large wide bed was faintly visible, and an old man was lying on it with a pillow, as if he still had a needle stuck in a hanging bottle, without saying a word.

The stove and other things were arranged, and Masao Kikumaru, who was wearing a snow-white chef's uniform, first bowed, and then introduced.

"Your Excellency, I would like to introduce you to the ingredients of the soup base!" Kikumaru Masao lifted the lid of a large vat on the stove, "Today's soup base is made with beef bones with short horns, Jinhua ham, one of the three major hams in the world, whole chicken from Aomori two-leaf clover, and the best green onions and ginger flown in from Toei. ”

Masao Kikumaru then pointed to a pot of chopped filling: "The wonton filling is made from shark fin from Kesennuma, purebred Kinka's minced pork from Hirata Ranch used by the Imperial Household Agency, dried scallops, and prawns from Edomae. ”

"It's a little interesting, don't look at this guy as a native of Dongying, it's really a set to make our Chinese wontons. Lin Xiao, who was sitting on the futon, quietly smiled at Liu Mang.

"It's pretty good, but I'm sure I won't eat this bowl of ravioli. Liu Mang replied.

"Didn't you take it to eat, so what are you doing with it?" Lin Xiao looked surprised.

"Throw it in people's faces. Liu Mang grinned.

"Splashing it in people's faces? impossible, right?"

"And this wonton wrapper is also made from the best flour from Dongying, which has been repeatedly kneaded by hand! I can guarantee that every ingredient here has been carefully selected and is absolutely the best. Kikumaru Masao continued.

"How is it, big brother, this master I invited is good, right?" Ida Eisuke had a smug look on his face.

Seeing that Masao Kikumaru finished introducing these ingredients, Sato Shuzhong thought of the ordinary ingredients that Liu Mang had just bought in the market, and his heart became apprehensive. He snorted coldly and didn't pay attention to Eisuke Ita.

"Liu Mangjun, is this the ingredient you prepared?" Kohei Jiro asked, glancing at the plastic bag that Liu Mang had placed in front of him.

"yes! I just bought them from the supermarket. Liu Mang smiled.

"What are they? Can you take a look?"

"Look. Liu Mang didn't care to untie the plastic bag: "Some chicken bones, a handful of green onions, a small amount of pork filling......"

"Is there anything special about green onions and chicken bones?"

"Nothing special, it's all shipped this morning, it's very fresh. ”

"What about the wonton wrappers? You actually use instant wonton wrappers? don't you make your own noodles?" Koheirajiro stared at the contents of the plastic bag and looked at it carefully, a little incredulous.

"It's so troublesome to knead the dough yourself, why don't you use it if you have a ready-made one?"

"Hahaha!" Xiaoping Jiro couldn't help laughing: "Liu Mangjun, you made a mistake this time, right? The chairman is not so easy to fool! He used to be a well-known gourmand in Dongying, and it will definitely be difficult for these garbage of yours to get into his eyes!"

Kohei Jiro covered his mouth and tried his best to hold back a smile: "You better leave quickly, if this president and others start a fire, maybe they will throw you out!"

"That's not likely!" Liu Mang shrugged indifferently: "In my eyes, there are no garbage ingredients in the world, only garbage chefs." I think this old man must be crying for my ravioli!"

"Cry for your wontons!?" Eisuke Ita also smiled: "Big brother, are you really looking for a Chinese chef god? It can't be an impostor? How did my father teach us back then? Men shed blood without tears! Have you ever seen your father cry?"

"I believe that Mr. Liu Mang just made a small analogy, haven't you heard others describe delicious food, so delicious that you cry?

To be honest, Sato Shuzhong also secretly began to regret it, this Chinese look, it seems that he doesn't know how to cook, can't it really be a false name? But now that he is riding a tiger, he can only justify.

At this time, Kikumaru Masao had already wrapped the wontons, put them in a pot and boiled them, then took them out and put them in a delicate jade bowl, poured the broth that had been stewed all morning, and sprinkled with some bright red caviar and golden sea urchin for garnish.

"Sir, my ravioli is done!"

"Well, just by smelling this aroma, you know it's delicious!" Ida Eisuke sniffed: "Master Kikumaru Masao, please make a few more bowls, we want to taste it too." ”

"Okay!"

The screen in the center of the room was pulled open, and the old man lying on the bed opened his eyes.

"Father, the wonton is ready. Eisuke Ita personally brought the wontons to the small table in front of the bed.

The old man didn't speak, just stared at the bowl of blunt rice in front of him, and then picked up the spoon with some trembling.

"Father, in order to make a dish that satisfies you, I traveled all over Toei to buy ingredients, and after many inquiries, I found Masao Kikumaru, who is the best at making Chinese wontons. Eisuke Ita said flatteringly.

The old man still didn't speak, just tensed his face, then pinched the spoon and scooped a wonton from the bowl and put it into his mouth.

There was silence in the room, and everyone stared closely at the old man's movements, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The old man chewed, put down the spoon, and then beckoned to Eisuke Ida: "You come here." ”

"Father, it's delicious, isn't it?" Seeing the old man calling him over, Eisuke Ita looked excited and hurriedly approached him.

"Yaga, what is this!" As soon as Ida Eisuke walked in front of him, the old man who was weak just now burst out like a lion, and overturned the table with one hand, and the soup on the table splashed Ida Eisuke's body!

"Oh! it's so hot! it's so hot!" said Eisuke Ida, covering his face and jumping to his feet.

"It's not this! It's not this! I want to eat that wonton on the corner of the street!"

"Really...... It's really splashed on his face!" Lin Xiao had a dull expression, and his open mouth could be stuffed into a fist.

"Father, father, please calm your anger!" Sato Shunaka hugged the old man who wanted to beat up Eisuke Ita, and persuaded him repeatedly.

"I've invited the Chinese chef god, and this time he will definitely be able to make the bowl of wontons you ate back then!"