Chapter 692: The God of Sushi

Nestled in the basement of a commercial building near the Ginza subway station, Sukiya Hashijiro is an inconspicuous location that makes it easy to overlook its presence, and only those who have tasted the food here will miss the deliciousness.

The restaurant is very small, and can only serve 8 to 10 guests at a time. Each meal requires a reservation of more than a month in advance, and the minimum cost is 30,000 yen, depending on the ingredients of the chef. There is only one type of food for sale here, one food that is simple to the extreme.

"Sushi!"

The high price has not deterred customers who are eager to taste the delicious food, and with the increasing publicity in the media, more and more people are aware of this very special sushi restaurant.

Sushi was originally just a street food, but it was Jiro Ono who was admired by a master who sublimated this simple food with his superior craftsmanship, and it was simple to the extreme.

Ono Jiro is very serious about making preparations, he has rarely started to be the chef himself, usually the position of the chef is held by the eldest son, but today's guests are a little special, in order not to disappoint the guests, he personally went out, he didn't want to disappoint any of the guests who came.

"Please!" Jiro Ono had a hint of holiness in his eyes, as if he was making a work of art, and the concentration in his eyes impressed everyone who saw it.

The order of sushi begins with taste, and as a chef who has given new status to the simple food of sushi, Jiro Ono strives to achieve perfection every step of the way.

Nodding slightly to greet the chef, from the other party's actions, Jin Guofeng can perceive the other party's cooking skills, and it is the honor of everyone who tastes it to be able to taste the food made by this master-level character.

The moment he put it in his mouth, Jin Guofeng's slightly closed eyes widened, this taste, this taste that he had never tasted, made him feel that the sushi he had eaten before was rubbish, and only such sushi was worthy of deliciousness.

Jiro Ono carefully observes the reactions of each guest, and even if the guests praise his skills, he does not change anything, and in his opinion, how can a chef be called a chef if he can't even maintain his concentration when cooking.

Although the food becomes delicious sushi in a matter of seconds in your own hands, the work behind the scenes is unnoticeable to outsiders, and the assistants and apprentices have been busy all day so that the guests can taste the delicious ingredients.

As a top sushi chef, Jiro Ono is very committed to the work of sushi, as the inheritor of his own craft, he has very high requirements for apprentices, strict regulations that each apprentice needs to go through more than ten years before they can take over the cooking of ingredients, before they need to start by wring a hot towel, need to learn the kitchen things bit by bit, only then can they develop enough patience and concentration.

Each guest has about 15 minutes to eat, and the chef needs to make about 20 different flavors of sushi, which can be said to be one of the most expensive restaurants in the world, even if it only sells sushi here.

During the meal, Jin Guofeng's expression was also very serious, he was originally willing to speak at the dinner table, he was silent, in the face of this kind of delicious food, he really couldn't desecrate these foods that brought him a new sense of taste, this was his respect for cooking skills and food.

Jiro Ono stopped what he was doing, the prepared menu was finished, and if the guests were not full, they would prepare hand-rolled sushi for the guests.

In the same pursuit of taste, they do not accept any takeaway, and if the food made by themselves cannot be tasted immediately, the taste will change, and they do not allow the defective food to pass on.

"Thank you!" Jin Guofeng looked at the old man in front of him with a serious face, with a hint of emotion, simple sushi is enough to make such a taste, and the other party's craftsmanship has risen to an unattainable level.

Even if he had only eaten it once, he could no longer imagine what it would be like after the death of the other party, and when the taste was gone, he didn't know if he would taste sushi again, and he was afraid that he would forget the delicious taste made by the master.

"You're welcome." Jiro Ono bowed slightly in return, he felt the identity of the other party from the action of tasting the other party, and the way food lovers treat food is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

It was only then that Jiro Ono had a smile on his face, which was his pride as a chef, and it was the happiest moment of his day to be able to satisfy every customer.

Only then would he open his mouth to greet the guests to satisfy their curiosity, and many of them were most concerned about his ability to make simple sushi into such a delicacy.

"Input! Focus! Dedicated! The smile on Jiro Ono's face was gone, and he said three words very seriously, for him, making sushi was not just a job, it had become an indispensable thing in his life.

Jin Guofeng rarely showed a hint of humility on his face, and it was a very rare opportunity for him to be able to exchange production skills with a master with such cooking skills.

Jiro Ono answered every question of the guests very patiently, today he personally came forward to make sushi, that is, when the reservation was made, the guests asked about the production process very professionally, so that he heard it on the side, and felt that there must be a very professional chef among the guests, and sure enough, he could see a lot from the other party's action of tasting the food.

Before leaving, Jiro Ono personally walked to the door of the store as usual to greet the customers leaving, for him this is no longer just a job, making sushi is the most important thing in his life, and it is irreplaceable.

"I'll come again." Jin Guofeng couldn't forget the delicious taste just now, kneading the rice balls, attaching the fish, and kneading back and forth repeatedly. In the simple movements, you can see the chef's more than 50 years of skill, and he can put down his inner impetuosity, devote himself to making sushi, and regard it as his life's work, which is also the secret of his success.

"Book it for me once a month, it's worth it for me to come to Japan for him." Jin Guofeng looked back at the quiet shop, only in this kind of place can he calm down and devote himself to the production of sushi, and he can make that kind of taste.

"Yes, President." The manager of the Japanese branch quickly agreed, although the location here is not easy to book, but he has decided to arrange someone to reserve the place every month, and I believe that his impression in the chairman has increased a lot.

On the one hand, considering the Japanese TV market, and then he went to Akihabara to watch the performance of the large-scale girl group AKB48 launched by Yasushi Akimoto.

PS: Thank you, Jiuhua Daoren, and Baili Xi 123 for their support and rewards. This chapter is dedicated to Jiro Ono's sushi, because I just watched the documentary "The God of Sushi", a very ordinary old man, very dedicated and dedicated to his career, and finally in exchange for brilliant results, it is worth learning.