Pressing the flush button, the turbulent water washed away the dirt, and also washed away Jiang Yunfeng's sorrows. Stand up and tidy up, give your sincerest thanks to the hero's toilet, open the bathroom door, and wash your hands at the sink. Jiang Yunfeng hummed an unknown minor tune and returned step by step.

Approaching the stall, I saw a group of elderly aunts surrounding Tian Suzumi, babbling about something. Due to the distance and the noisy environment, Jiang Yunfeng just saw that the aunts' mouths were constantly moving, and Tian Suohui looked like he was about to cry. Kohei Soma and Misaku-ang, who came to help, are too busy to take care of them.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in line, I'm also a staff member of this store, borrowed. Excuse me!! Jiang Yunfeng took a lot of effort, broke through the layers of encirclement, approached the edge of the stall, and asked, "What the hell is going on, Xiaohui, who bullied you, tell me!" ”

Tian Suohui, who had tears in his eyes, saw Jiang Yunfeng coming, and hurriedly ran forward and dragged him back with his arm, and said with a crying voice, "Jiang Jun, you are finally back!" I don't understand what these aunts are saying at all. ”

"What? And Megumi has a Japanese accent you don't understand? Could it be that it is Chinese? ”

"I still understand Chinese. But the aunt said I don't know what Chinese it is. ”

"It's a dialect, it's fine. Let me receive it. Xiaohui, you take care of the other guests. Jiang Yunfeng took the cookbook and walked towards the aunts. In standard Mandarin, ask "Ladies and gentlemen, what kind of food would you like to eat?" As long as we have the materials, we can make them fresh. ”

The aunts began to order food in Guizhou, Northeast China, Yunnan, Anhui, Shanghainese, etc., and more than a dozen aunts have more than a dozen dialects. Not to mention Tian Suohui, even Jiang Yunfeng himself felt that one head and two were big. Hurriedly waved his hand, signaled the aunts to be quiet first, and said, "Let's go to rest and sit down first, and then recommend someone to order food for everyone, I don't understand too many dialects." ”

Following Jiang Yunfeng's guidance, the eldest sisters found a table in the overcrowded rest area that had just finished eating, and Jiang Yunfeng quickly cleaned up the tabletop. After talking on the road, Jiang Yunfeng learned that these dozen or so eldest sisters were all travel enthusiasts who met through the Internet, and this time everyone organized a group to go to Japan to go to Hakone to soak in hot springs. When I returned to Tokyo just in time for the final finale of the Enzuki Gakuen Festival, the Moon Festival, I temporarily changed my itinerary and extended the visa period. After a period of discussion, the budget-conscious Shanghai Sister Wang was elected as a representative to order food, and a brightly dressed and fashionably dressed woman stood up and ordered more than a dozen dishes in Shanghainese.

Carefully talking about the name of the dish and recording it, Jiang Yunfeng searched for relevant information in his brain. After straightening out my thoughts, I felt that this Sister Wang was not simple, every dish she ordered, not only took care of the taste of every sister in the group, but also was a local dish with local characteristics, and it was a great test of the chef's skills.

Jiang Yunfeng nodded to Tian Sukehui, who came to place the new dishes and chopsticks, and ran back to the stall with the plastic basket containing the dishes and chopsticks he had just cleaned up. Place the basket in the recycling area and tear off the menu and stick it on the lintel of the stall.

At this time, Kohei Soma and Misakuang had already replaced the short-sold potstickers, retort cake barrels, and Hu spicy soup pot with a wok, and switched from the breakfast mode to the normal Chinese food stall. Misaku Ang is skillfully making stewed noodles, and through his own improvement, he has played a lot of tricks and fresh combinations. Seeing that this giant man who was two meters tall, five big and three thick, was so ingenious, and put a plate of greasy stewed noodles on a plate with all kinds of girlish heartbursts.

Jiang Yunfeng looked at this somewhat weird painting style, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "What should I say。。。。。 Misakuang is really... Talented. ”

"Well, the 'Full Tracker' is not covered." Kohei Soma handed the visitor a piece of dry fragrant pork that he had just fried, and said with a smile, "He just saw that I made a complete copy of it, and then added his own creativity to modify the deficiencies of the cooking." ”

"If you are really such a cow, then how can you be completely crushed by you at the fall trials?"

"Doesn't this prove from another side that my cooking strength cannot be replicated and invincible!" Kohei Soma began to swell as he spoke.

"Less proud, third place. Did you ever consider how I feel as a champion? ”

"Humph! As for your final dish, I've now figured out a plan to deal with it, and I'm sure I'm going to win. Kohei Chuangzhen, who was brushing the wok, was unconvinced, "Misakung's strength is very strong, especially after the special training in my hometown, Ah Feng, if you are targeted by him, stalking and imitating, it will be difficult to win against him." ”

Jiang Yunfeng picked up the apron and said, "Is it so powerful?" Chuangzhen, you didn't make a fool of yourself there. ”

At this time, it happened to be a couple who ordered two servings of 'limited-time mapo casual curry dan zi noodles', and Xinghei Chuangzhen operated the wok, and said with a smile, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing." So let's take a look at the nuanced observation and imitation of the 'Complete Stalker'. "The customer ordered two of the same dishes, and we made them together, so we saved time!" ”

"Good!" The prepared noodles are handed over to Megumi Tando and served to the guests. Misaku-angya quickly brushed the wok and added rapeseed oil to the wok at the same time as Kohei Soma. Regardless of the time of hot oil, the speed at which the beef cubes are stir-fried, the way the noodles are cooked, and the way the lion's head wrapped in the curry soup is surprisingly synchronized. Even the presentation of the dan zi noodles and the position of the lion's head in the bowl are exactly the same. With the same movements, the same expressions, and the same "I've kept you waiting!" "Hand the tanzai noodles to the guests.

"Two Kohei Chuangzhen, it's a little interesting."

Kohei Soma wiped his sweat and asked, "How is it?" It's amazing, isn't it? By the way, what are the dishes on this menu, I wish I hadn't seen them in your book? ”

Jiang Yunfeng tied his apron, smiled and said, "These are all local dishes from all over China, don't look at them, they are not as famous as the eight major cuisines." The craftsmanship is no easier than those famous dishes. How about Misaku Ang-kun, do you want to learn? ”

A hideous smile appeared on Misakuang's rugged face, and he was a little scary, but it was a kind smile. said: "Isn't Jiang Yunfeng afraid that I will copy it and improve it to defeat you?" ”

"Hehe, if you can really learn the essence of each dish, and add your own creative improvements, and then beat me in the halberd, then I won't be very happy." Jiang Yunfeng picked up a box of lactone tofu, and said, "See clearly, this is the simplest dish in that menu, 'Chrysanthemum Tofu Soup in Soup'!" "Use a kitchen knife to peel off the four corners of the plastic box, tear off the seal, and gently pour the tender inner fat tofu onto the cutting board.

Wash the kitchen knife and moisten it with water. Cut off the relatively old surface of the tofu with a flat knife and trim the surroundings. Remove the unwanted parts, leaving only a palm-sized, most tender heart. Next comes the flower knife. Jiang Yunfeng stood still for a while to stabilize his inner emotions, and his feet were shoulder-width apart. The handle is uplifted, the kitchen knife falls gently, and the blade cuts into two-thirds of the tofu and lifts it up, but it does not cut off. Then he moved to the right, a distance barely perceptible to the naked eye, and slashed again. Jiang Yunfeng maintained this posture and cut hundreds of knives vertically on this small piece of tofu.

"One hundred and fifty-seven knives!" Several of the onlookers who ate melons at the scene reported the number of times Jiang Yunfeng swung the knife, and the cameras of the media present and the monitors installed nearby by Yuanyue also recorded the process of the calm teenager swinging the knife. In the back kitchen of the Palace of Versailles in the high platform area, Erina Nagikiri, who was frying foie gras flown in from France in the morning, heard the reminder of sous chef Shinto Scarlet and looked up at the LCD monitor on the wall. Jiang Yunfeng's knife work in the first grade of Quan Yuanyue was broadcast live on the screen.

"It's selling off again." Erina Nagikiri took a closer look and then lowered her head and continued to fry her foie gras, not forgetting to comment contemptuously, "Failed." ”

"It's all so good, still fail?" Shinto Scarlet didn't understand why for a while.

After cutting the first round, Jiang Yunfeng put away the knife, and just now he silently counted the number of knives cut in his heart, just like the number of knives reported by the onlookers, he shook his head after two "tsk" sounds, and said to himself, "Hand sheng, fail." ”

Misakuang, who was already a little stunned on the side, asked in a suffrage, "It's just such a big tofu, it's still fat." I've already cut more than 150 knives, and I haven't passed, so how many knives do I have to pass? ”

"Three hundred dollars."