The smile on Catherine's face froze, "Grandpa, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I'm just saying, it's impossible for you to find a random person and I'll make you a set of knives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoMy kitchen knives are not so cheap. Hirata's face was gloomy, and it was completely different from just now.

Catherine's brows furrowed slightly, she was very dissatisfied with Hirata's words, and was thinking about how to refute it, Zheng Ke stepped forward and stood in front of Catherine.

"This grandfather, you are wrong. I didn't think your knives were cheap, in fact, on the contrary, it was because you were so good that I asked Catherine to bring me over.

"And, as juniors, we have communicated with you beforehand, and only after getting your permission did I come with Catherine and them. If you don't feel right, you can say no to us over the phone. But you didn't do that, but gave us a dismount after we came. Yes, what you said, at first hearing, seems to be because you love knives and are unwilling to put high-quality kitchen knives in the hands of mediocre people, but in the eyes of others, it is not like that.

"We contacted you in advance, and after getting your permission, we came early in the morning, and we did it respectfully. But what about you, as soon as we made it clear, you kicked us out. How many people would approve of such an approach?"

"Well said. Absolon couldn't help but shout, and the people around him immediately glared at him fiercely with the white of their eyes, he sneered and scratched his head, and hid behind Bashut.

Why did you accidentally say what was in your heart?

"Do you think I care about other people's opinions?" Hirata Nozomi said coldly, "Now I want a star chef with kitchen knives, but there is a long queue?"

"You really don't have to care what other people think, but your disciples, they do. Zheng Ke explained.

"They? Your words are so funny. They now have the ability to create kitchen knives for Samsung chefs. Even without me, they would be able to carry my craft forward. Hirata Nozomi picked up his teacup.

"It may be possible to pass it on, but it may not be carried forward. Zheng Ke nodded slightly, but the corners of his mouth showed a chuckle.

"Smack!"

Hirata Wang put the cup in his hand on the table fiercely, "What nonsense! My current disciple is making kitchen knives for the chefs of major star-rated restaurants, and he is well-known in the culinary world in Paris, and he only needs to go through another ten years of operation." They can build a certain reputation. You say, "Why can't my craft be carried forward?"

"What about another twenty or thirty years?" Zheng Ke asked rhetorically, "When this group of three-star chefs grows old, at that time, chefs of the same age as me should also grow up, what will this group of people think of you and your disciples? After all, they were driven out by your own hands." ”

Zheng Ke was neither humble nor arrogant, but he felt a little chill in his back in Hiratawang, and was about to refute Zheng Ke, but he saw Catherine looking at him expressionlessly, and although Absolon was standing at the back, although he had nothing to do, his attention was obviously not on him.

A strong sense of crisis arose in his mind.

Although Zheng Ke's words were a bit alarmist, who could say clearly what would happen in the future? Not to mention anything else, the attitude of the Duran brothers and sisters in front of him had already changed when they treated him, which made him take care of it.

What Hirata is afraid of is not the Duran siblings, but the chefs who are about the same age as the Duran siblings. Whether he likes it or not, this group of people must be the mainstay of the future culinary scene in France, and if they have an opinion about him, he doesn't care about himself, but his disciples may be seriously affected.

Thinking of this, Hirata Nozomi laughed, "You reminded me of that." That's right, and there is some truth to it. Catherine, this friend of yours, is kind of interesting. ”

"Of course, Grandpa Hirata, if it wasn't for two hits, I wouldn't have brought him over. Catherine also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, since Hirata Nozomi had given in, she also had to save face for Hirata Nozomi.

"You're from Asia?" asked Nozomi Hirata.

"I'm a Chinese who studied cooking in Japan. Zheng Ke explained.

"Japan?" Nozomi Hirata immediately became interested, "At which culinary school did you learn your cooking skills?"

"Far Moon Academy. Zheng Ke replied truthfully.

Listening to Zheng Ke's words, Hirata Wangya laughed and looked at the person sitting opposite him, "It's your junior." ”

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet the junior of the Far Moon School Park here...... Yuanyue School Park,This name is so nostalgic.,After all, it's been a long time since I've been back to Japan.。 ”

Junior brother, could it be that this person is a senior who graduated from Yuanyue School Park...... Listen to the voice, probably around 30 years old, or even younger.

Just when Zheng Ke was stunned, the man stood up from the ground and walked out of the room, and his appearance appeared in Zheng Ke's field of vision.

This man has light red hair, black-framed glasses, sharp amber eyes, a resolute and confident face, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his whole body is full of pride.

Zheng Ke felt that this person was extremely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere...... By the way, it's between the moonlit days.

"Ah, are you the senior of the Fourth Palace?" Zheng Ke shouted.

That's right, it's him, Ichiro Shinomiya, the chief of the seventy-ninth issue of the Ten Heroes, his photo, hanging on the wall between the moon and the sky.

"Do you know me?" Sigong was slightly stunned and looked at Zheng Ke suspiciously.

"Yes, your picture hangs on the wall between the moon and the sky. Zheng Ke said.

"Ah, is he?" Catherine remembered, she had indeed seen a picture of this man when she was in the moon.

"I see...... "Shinomiya nodded.

At this time, Hirata Nozomi also walked out of the house, "Although what you just said has some truth, I still can't just make you a kitchen knife." Then you're like Catherine, if you can make a dish that shows off your knife skills and satisfies me and Chef Sinomiya, I can make you an exception to make a set of kitchen knives. ”

"Eh, Senior Shinomiya too?" Zheng Ke looked at Shinomiya Kojiro suspiciously.

"Well, since Master Hirata said so, then you can also give me a copy, right?" replied Kojiro Shinomiya.

"Alright then, Master Hirata, may I ask where your kitchen is?" Zheng Ke took a deep breath, but his palms were full of sweat.

It is said that each line is like a mountain, although Hirata Nozomi is an expert in making kitchen knives, but in cooking, he does not necessarily have a high attainment. But Kojiro Shinomiya is different, when he was in school, he was the chief of the Ten Masters, and now more than ten years have passed, and his cooking skills must have improved greatly.

Because of the addition of Kojiro Shinomiya, Zheng Ke suddenly felt a pressure.

"Come with me. Hirata put on his shoes and walked in front, followed by Zheng Ke and the others.