Zheng Ke thought about it carefully, after he came to this world, he had never known anyone surnamed Nakamura, let alone the Nakamura Thistle in front of him.

"You come and sit down first. Nakamura said, pointing to the sofa opposite.

Zheng Ke was also not restrained, bowed slightly, and sat on the sofa.

"By the way, do you want some red wine?" asked Nakamura rhetorically.

"No, I'm not an adult yet, if possible, can I have a cup of coffee?" Zheng Ke asked back.

Nakamura opened the refrigerator and took out a cup of coffee from it.

Zheng Ke shrugged his shoulders, he thought that Nakamura Ji would make him a cup of coffee, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Taking the cold coffee, Zheng Ke casually put it on the coffee table, and Nakamura Ji also sat down after taking a sip of red wine.

"Congratulations, yesterday's game was very exciting, I enjoyed watching it. Nakamura said.

"Thank you. Zheng Ke bowed slightly, and he didn't see any 'enjoyable' expression on Nakamura's face, "Mr. Nakamura, you asked Mr. Kawaguchi to find me, didn't you just congratulate me, right?"

"Indeed, there are other things for you to discuss. Nakamura Thistle doesn't hide it, "I've been eating Kyunketei's dishes for the past few days. ”

"Thank you for your support. Zheng Ke said with a smile.

"Don't thank me, I'm just doing a survey. Nakamura placed the glass on the table.

"Investigation?" Zheng Ke's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Nakamura Ji with a puzzled expression.

"Yes. It's a habit of mine, every time I go to a restaurant or hotel, I like to judge their cuisine. As a result, most of it is garbage. Nakamura chuckled softly.

"Then what do you think of the cuisine in Junketing?" Zheng Ke became interested.

"Junke Pavilion...... Well, it's mostly garbage, but a small part is food. Nakamura pondered for a moment and then gave the result.

The muscles on Zheng Ke's face twitched, and he sneered, "Mr. Nakamura is very strict." ”

People say that most of the food in their restaurant is rubbish, and no one will be happy, right?

Nakamura Ji ignored the unhappiness on Zheng Ke's face, "It's just that I eat a lot of food, and I can cook both hands." However, there are a few dishes that are really good, such as the sea bream sashimi. ”

Listening to Nakamura thistle's words, Zheng Ke laughed embarrassedly twice.

Because he has been occupied by the-blue recently, he has no time to sort out the recipes in Junketing, which is indeed his burnout, and he must sort out the recipes in September.

"I'm afraid that only people of the following grade will taste feed like this, right?" Nakamura Thistle took a sip of red wine and looked at Zheng Ke with a glistening spirit.

"And then?" Zheng Ke also narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, "What do you think of those 'garbage' dishes? Most restaurants want this kind of cuisine, right?"

"Remove all the garbage. ”

Nakamura Ji's words made Zheng Ke's eyes widen.

"Then what kind of food is not garbage in your heart?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"Real food...... It is only a very small number of people who have reached a consensus on the value of things that can be called 'dishes'. The corners of Nakamura's mouth were slightly upturned, and her deep pupils made Zheng Ke feel a trace of fear.

"What kind of people do you think qualifies to be called a 'minority'?"

"As with other advanced arts, those who really understand the essence of it must have character and taste, and they must be properly educated. Nakamura clenched her fists.

"Then you mean the students of the Far Moon Academy?" Zheng Ke guessed.

"Far Moon Academy? no, no...... You think too highly of them, they are just chefs who do the cooking, and there are only a few people who really play a decision-making role, and they must be the Ten Masters of Yuanyue. Nakamura leaned against the back of the sofa, and the whole person almost sank into the sofa.

Listening to Nakamura Ji's words, Zheng Ke's forehead oozed sweat.

"Uncle, your statement seems to be more radical than Mr. Kawaguchi. Zheng Ke frowned.

"Huh...... That's because he doesn't know enough. Nakamura still had a chuckle on her face.

However, you seem to be overlooking a problem. Zheng Ke opened the filled coffee on the table, took a sip, frowned, and the slight bitterness of the cold coffee in his throat made him feel a lot more energetic, "Chef! There are not so many capable chefs at all!"

"Do you know if you can make a dilapidated village as prosperous as a big city?" asked Nakamura.

Zheng Ke shook his head, he thought that he was not qualified to speak on these issues.

"It's simple, tear down the village and build a new city. Nakamura raised her glass, her eyes full of fanaticism.

Crazy...... It's crazy!

Zheng Ke bit his lip and looked at this flamboyant middle-aged man in dismay.

"How can you be sure that the city you built will be better than the previous village?" Zheng Ke asked.

"If you have a good designer, you can naturally design a better city. Nakamura shrugged her shoulders.

"What about the materials used to build the city?" Zheng Ke continued to ask.

"Where there are mountains, there are stones, and where there are forests, there are woods. ”

"What about the materials after they were demolished from the village?"

"Throw it away. ”

Listening to Nakamura Ji's words, the sweat on Zheng Ke's face finally flowed.

This guy is absolutely crazy, does he want to ruin Japanese cuisine?

"Zheng Ke, I'm very interested in your cuisine, whether it's your sea bream sashimi or the French rice cake you made in the national competition, I'm very satisfied. Are you interested in being my designer? Nakamura Ji looked at Zheng Ke with fanatical eyes.

As a designer?

Zheng Ke was slightly stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Uncle, what you said is indeed very tempting, but ...... How can I believe that you are telling the truth, or that you are scaring me? If your plan succeeds, it will be a game-changer in the world of Japanese cuisine. Zheng Ke wiped the sweat from his face, "The air here is really hot, maybe I'm not suitable for such a luxurious room, right?" I'm sorry, I'm going to go out with friends tomorrow, if we have time, we can talk again later." How?"

Nakamura Ji glanced at his watch, it was almost 10 o'clock, and then nodded, "If we have the opportunity to meet in the future, we can sit down and talk slowly, and we don't have to be in such a hurry." ”

"I'll be there then. Zheng Ke stood up and walked out of the room.

When Zheng Ke walked away, Kawaguchi pushed the door in and quietly came to Nakamura Thistle, "Sir, what do you think of him?"

"He's capable, but he's afraid he's not aligned with us. In two days, I will go abroad once, and this matter can only be put aside for the time being. But when I come back, I will definitely change the current situation of Japanese cuisine. Nakamura clenched her teeth.