Masa is the only RB restaurant in New York to receive three Michelin stars and one of the most expensive restaurants in the world. Miranda Kerr said that tonight's dinner is here, on the fourth floor of the Time Warner Center in New York.

Miranda told Zheng Xudong in the elevator that the wooden table for making sushi in this restaurant alone costs as much as 60,000 US dollars, and it is specially shipped from RB to cherish RB cypress. There are only 26 seats in the dining chair, and customers are only accepted for the following month's seat reservation in the first week of each month. Masa doesn't have a menu, and what customers eat is determined by Chef Takayama's preferences and whims——— it's purely his personal improvisation. However, the said chef Takayama has a notebook that records the dishes that each customer eats each time and their reactions. Prices cost an average of $595 per person for a Japanese meal, depending on the season and ingredients, as well as the chef's impromptu dishes, but 90% of the fish in the masa is fresh and flown in from RB, which is why the price is high.

"With such a difficult seat, are you sure we can have a seat after we go in?"

Miranda did not answer Zheng Xudong's question, but took out a dark coffee-colored metal membership card directly from her handbag, the card was engraved with the golden LOGO of "MASA" in the center, and then there was a six-digit number in the upper right corner, Zheng Xudong's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the number on Miranda Kerr's card was 000105.

Miranda Kerr showed the card to the Chinese waiter at the door, who took the card and immediately bowed at least seventy degrees, then gently pushed open the heavy wooden door, which was obviously old, and let the two of them into the room.

Miranda Kerr told Zheng Xudong that the wood of this wooden door is 2,500 years old Japanese benzene cedar wood, which is said to be very valuable.

Miranda Kerr and Zheng Xudong were taken to a corner of the restaurant, and the other twenty-five seats were already occupied, after the two sat down, Zheng Xudong looked at the dining space of the restaurant with black and ivory white decoration, and felt that this color tone gave people a somewhat oppressive feeling, but fortunately, the shelf of the restaurant was still relatively high. He looked at the waiter standing next to him again, and thought, "This waiter has no eyesight, you have to bring the menu to let us order!" Seeing the waiter's indifference to his eyes, Zheng Xudong said slightly angrily: "Waiter, can you bring the menu to let us order?"

Miranda saw that Zheng Xudong was a little unhappy, reached over from the small solid wood table one meter square, grabbed his hand and said, "Anton, don't worry, their restaurant has no menu, and what to eat here is determined by the chef's preferences." ”

"WHAT!" Zheng Xudong heard of such a rule for the first time. If you don't say that people are cheap, the more so, the more popular this dining chair will be.

"Go and call your chef, Masa Takayama, and say that his regular customer, Miranda Kerr, is here. Miranda Kerr smiled at the waiter.

"Ahem!" the waiter bowed, turned around and left.

If there is anything that Zheng Xudong is most reluctant to eat, it is the Japanese benzene cuisine, not how unpalatable the Japanese benzene cuisine is, but the whole process of eating is completely a process of pretending to be forced in the eyes of the Chinese. No matter what food you have, cut it into pieces smaller than a matchbox, including their staple sushi, which is also very small. Then, no matter how big the plate, there are up to four pieces of food, and no more. Zheng Xudong has never eaten enough in Japanese benzene cuisine. Of course, Japanese benzene cuisine has its advantages, that is, all the ingredients are made from the freshest and most essential parts, and the rest is not used. The selection of ingredients, seasonings, wine, tableware, tables and chairs, almost anything that appears in your sight, and anything that comes into your mouth is a fine product, all of which are fine. It's just that the amount is too small. Women with slightly larger meals are full, let alone men.

Anton, the owner of this restaurant, Takayama Masa, had opened Wilshire Blvd and Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills in Los Angeles before the MASA restaurant opened in New York, and it was the most expensive restaurant in the area anyway. That's where I met their chef, Masa Takayama. Ninety percent of their seafood is flown in from Japan... Speaking of this, Miranda Kerr stood up, Zheng Xudong looked back, and a middle-aged bald chef walked behind him, with a kind smile on his face, first hugged Miranda Kerr and then said hello in English with a thick Japanese accent, Miranda introduced to Takayama Masa: "This is my friend - Mr. Anton." ”

Gao Shan Ma Sha stretched out a wide, thick and warm palm and shook Zheng Xudong's hand first, and said enthusiastically: "Welcome, Mr. Anton, the magic boy of China, your arrival makes our store shine." This sentence is said in Chinese, and it is very standard. Zheng Xudong was also stunned when he heard it. He quickly said in very standard Japanese, "I didn't expect Mr. Takayama Asa to speak Chinese so standardly, and it is the most standard of all the foreigners I have ever Chinese seen." ”

"Oh my God, you speak Japanese so much that I thought you must have grown up in Tokyo. It's so kind to hear your native language here!" A layer of mist had risen in Takayama Masa's eyes as she spoke. "Young man, this is the first time you have come to me, and I will arrange what you want to eat. ”

"Mr. Takayama Masa, I'm a carnivore, and I eat a lot of food, so... Zheng Xudong directly pointed out his needs and said.

Hearing this, Takayama Masa nodded, and then looked at Miranda Kerr again, "Miranda, your taste hasn't changed, has it?

"OK! I'm sorry for you!" After speaking, he also learned to learn from the Japanese and bowed slightly. Gao Shan Ma Sha also bowed to her, bowed slightly to Zheng Xudong, and left.

"Can he remember all the tastes of these customers?" asked Zheng Xudong.

Miranda laughed: "How is it possible! Takayama has a small notebook on which the tastes and preferences of some regulars are recorded, which is also one of the secrets of his success." ”

"Sure enough, success is not accidental!" Zheng Xudong sighed.

At this time, the service began to be served with the same dishes, Zheng Xudong just wanted to ask what the names of these perfectly presented dishes were, Miranda saw it, "These dishes don't have names, so there are no recipes." ”

Zheng Xudong thought to himself, "This force is really installed to a certain height!"

The first is a white porcelain ashtray with a diameter of less than ten centimeters, which contains a small piece of white fish meat, sprinkled with some golden transparent fish roe, the size of the caviar is the size of a mung bean, full and crystal clear, the second dish is more delicate, it is a transparent ice cube the size of a mahjong card, the top of the ice cube is dug into a small piece with a knife to form a small pit, and then a small piece of red and white salmon meat is placed in the small pit of the ice cube, and the red and white salmon meat is dotted with a coriander。 "I'm going to go, and the ice cubes together are not enough for Zheng Xudong to take a bite. "The third course is on a matte black iron plate, there are four cylindrical rice balls made by hand, on the rice balls are salmon meat, a prawn that has been cut from the middle, a small strip of beef that is only medium-rare, and the pink meat on top of which Zheng Xudong doesn't know, and the waiter doesn't introduce you, so he leaves after serving. The fourth course is four pieces of steak, which is definitely top of the line in terms of marbling, and the white fat accounts for more than half of the whole meat. Four small pieces of steak meat, each about the size of a large dice used in mahjong. Then a few wavy special sauces are drawn on the iron matte plate, and it seems that these three or four ripe Japanese benzene and beef are dipped in the special sauce.

Before Zheng Xudong finished appreciating these dishes, the waiter brought a bottle of sake, a green wine bottle, a white linen paper wine label, and three large characters "Fourteen Generations" were written vertically on it, the words were written, to be honest, good-looking, Zheng Xudong had learned calligraphy with his father, and he didn't dare to say how good the writing was, but at least he could see whether others wrote well or not. These three characters are written in a very atmospheric manner! The Japanese people's incomparable admiration for Chinese characters, especially calligraphy characters, can be seen in this trademark. Next to the 14th generation, there are also three small characters written "gin-shushu", which is printed in Song style. Then the bottom right corner is marked with the words 720ml, and there is also a 7% alcohol content logo. The waiter politely said, "Sir, is this bottle of wine okay?"

Zheng Xudong really didn't know whether Qinghe was good or bad, so he said, "Yes!"

As soon as Miranda finished speaking, he said: "Anton, you don't need to drink such a good wine, it's okay in general, and you have to drink less, we will still have activities in a while." ”

"How expensive, how expensive?" Zheng Xudong looked at the waiter.

"Sir, this 720 ml fourteenth generation liquor sells for four thousand eight hundred dollars with us. After speaking, he looked at Zheng Xudong with that expression that you may not be able to afford, and then waited for Zheng Xudong to say that he said that he would change the bottle.

Zheng Xudong hated the waiter looking at him with this expression, maybe it was the boss's intention, in short, he just didn't like it, but he didn't want to be angry with a waiter in such a high-end place, and said with a smile: "Come on two bottles, how can one bottle be enough to drink!" And these four-course dishes I like very much, tell your chef, give me again, the amount is larger, if not, serve double, go!" After speaking, he didn't look at the waiter and just waved his hand.

The waiter couldn't believe his ears and thought he had heard it wrong, but he didn't dare to ask again, so he had to take the wine and go to the back kitchen to inform the boss.

Miranda Kerr saw that Zheng Xudong was a little unhappy this time, reached out and grabbed Zheng Xudong's hand and said, "Anton, if you really don't like to eat Japanese food, we can just change restaurants to eat." ”

Zheng Xudong smiled and said to her: "Miranda, to be honest, I really don't want to eat Japanese benzene food, it is more than exquisite, and the quantity is insufficient... ”

"Is it because of the national feelings between you and Japan?" Miranda interjected.