"Mr. Chef, I haven't finished my sentence yet, so you don't have to rush to explain it first. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zheng Ke waved his hand and chuckled.

The blonde chef rolled his eyes in anger, you can't finish what the hell you have to say in one breath?

The Hijikata couple, who were originally quite frustrated, also looked at Zheng Ke in surprise, wondering what he was going to say next.

"It's true that the ingredients are fine, but the way this dish is made is debatable, right, Mr. Chef. Zheng Ke narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?" asked the old man Hijikata, puzzled.

"How long did it take them from ordering to serving?" Zheng Ke asked Xiang and his wife.

"About ten minutes...... Yes, it should be that long. The Hijikata couple explained.

"Normally, this salmon dish with puff pastry takes about an hour, and the other beef dish takes no too little time. Mr. Chef, I would like to know, how did you make these two dishes in such a short period of time?" Zheng Ke stared straight at the blonde chef.

The blonde cook opened his mouth, unable to say anything, and after a while, he said, "Who are you?"

"I'm a chef, and I can cook both dishes. Zheng Ke narrowed his eyes and replied softly.

Mr. Hijikata left the restaurant in a huff, and although he received the refund from the restaurant, it was still difficult to regain his composure.

"It's infuriating that the restaurant uses fast food when it's a food capital. Hijikata was extremely annoyed.

"Maybe it's because the business is too hot, and the chef can't resist it, right?" Zheng Ke laughed dryly.

Faced with the constant flow of tourists coming to Paris, these chefs are also feeling irresistible pressure.

Maybe it's better to let the chefs stick to it for a day or two, but once you stick to it for too long, it's really hard for the average person to stick to it.

Therefore, the use of canned food, or other ingredients that have been processed in advance, may also have their own hidden secrets.

The dishes chosen by the Hijikata couple are not bad, and they are prepared in advance. After ordering, the chef takes it out and heats it up.

One of their mistakes was that they did not explain in advance when the Hijikata couple ordered food.

This is one of the reasons why the Hijikata couple is so angry.

When the Hijikata couple separated from Zheng Ke, they still kept complaining about the dish, and it seems that this trip to Paris left a very bad impression on them.

Zheng Ke continued to look for the so-called museum, but after questioning four tourists in a row, he finally met a local, and after reading the email, pointed to a row of three-story buildings not far ahead, which looked a little out of place in the bustling city.

"Where is there a museum?" Zheng Ke was stunned, the row of houses looked like residential buildings.

"That's right, it's a private museum that collects tableware. ”

Zheng Ke thanked him again and again, and then turned around and walked towards the small building—he was so flustered that he didn't even notice the existence of this small building.

When Zheng Ke came to the hut, he raised his hand and looked at a basketball-sized signboard, which was exactly the same as the place given on the email.

This place is a museum? I can't believe it if I don't see it with my own eyes. However, now that you're at the meeting point, why don't you give Absolon a call?

Zheng Ke had just picked up his mobile phone when the screen suddenly brightened, and Catherine's name appeared on the screen.

"Catherine, why is she?" Zheng Ke remembered that the person he contacted was Absolon.

However, they were brother and sister, and Catherine knew that she was coming, and she should have come.

"Hey ......"

"Hey, Zheng Ke, where are you now?"

As soon as Zheng Ke answered the phone, Catherine's voice came out of the phone.

"I've arrived at the museum you mentioned......"

"You're waiting there now...... No, five minutes, my brother and I will be over right away. By the way, there are a lot of interesting little things in the museum. If you're bored, you can check it out. ”

Before Zheng Ke could respond, the phone had already sounded a beep.

This girl is too resolute in doing things, right?

Zheng Ke smiled bitterly twice and set his eyes on this museum again.

The door of the museum is open, and because it is an ordinary residential house, it is not particularly atmospheric, but has an authentic French character.

Zheng Ke entered the museum, there were only three visitors inside, and Zheng Ke also moved in order, from the outside to the inside, gradually.

As the citizens there say, this private museum has a collection of tableware, from small wine cups to larger silverware and lead ware, and there are many things, all of which have a certain history. For example, a Roman lead dinner plate, or a medieval silver wine glass.

These things don't have much attraction for the average tourist, so the number of people is not very large. But for Zheng Ke, such a museum is still quite interesting.

Zheng Ke walked around the exhibits on the first floor, and finally locked his eyes on a kitchen knife.

Maybe it's because there is a gap in his set of kitchen knives, so Zheng Ke is particularly interested in kitchen knives now.

According to the above introduction, this kitchen knife is about the 18th century, the kitchen knife of the French court chef, it looks delicate and delicate, the lines on the handle are clearly visible, and what is even more commendable is that after two or three hundred years, the blade of this kitchen knife is still bright and shining.

Although Zheng Ke has a glass barrier with this kitchen knife, the cold light of the blade still makes people feel a little trembling.

"What a knife. Zheng Ke couldn't help but say.

"yes, I think it's a good knife, too. Behind Zheng Ke, someone suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Zheng Ke was taken aback, and quickly turned around and looked at the person who spoke in astonishment.

The person who spoke was not too old, about thirty years old, wearing a small suit, black hair and blue eyes, and a round glasses, but from Zheng Ke's point of view, the lenses were unusually smooth, at least they looked no different from ordinary glass, so they knew that this lens was purely for X.

"I'm sorry to scare you, I'm the owner of this museum, Leon. The young man whispered.

"Hello, I'm an ordinary tourist. Zheng Ke replied.

"Ordinary tourists? no, how could ordinary tourists be interested in kitchen knives?" Leon said softly, shaking his finger.

"Well, the profession I aspire to is a chef. Zheng Ke said with mixed truths.

"That's right, only chefs are interested in kitchen knives. Leon narrowed his eyes, bypassed Zheng Ke, and did something that made Zheng Ke dumbfounded - he opened the glass cabinet containing the kitchen knife and took out the kitchen knife with his bare hands.