Chapter 381: Let's Make a Lunch
It wasn't just the person reading the newspaper sitting in the kitchen, but the others were doing their own thing, and when they heard the name "God of Cooking", they all looked at the young man who was still standing.
"The Kitchen God? Are you kidding me? ”
I saw a man who was sitting on a chair playing with some small toy* got up, looking not very old, probably only in his twenties, and was looking at Belen strangely at the moment.
Belen blinked, did he care that the other party didn't know him, although the "Chef God Competition" was very famous, but even if he won the championship, he only had a few pictures in the newspaper, and others couldn't just read the newspaper to remember others, right?
The middle-aged man lying on the couch also put down the newspaper, and he seemed to look at Belen carefully, vaguely remembering something.
"Young man, I think you're very familiar, that "unsteady kitchen knife" is very similar."
"It's me, I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I want to cook some food myself." Belen nodded, then explained, then looked around, trying to find the ingredients, and then looked at the chefs who were staring at him, he thought for a moment, and held out a finger, as if he had a good idea.
"Have you eaten? Do you want to be together? ”
However, the chefs didn't seem to care about the latter words at all, all they cared about was the identity that the young man had just admitted.
"Unstable kitchen knife" is the champion of this year's "Kitchen God Competition", that is, the current "Kitchen God", they are all people in the kitchen industry, and they read every issue of the daily newspaper during that period, although it is very similar to the young man in front of him, but the hair color is different.
Still, it can't be denied that the young man in front of him is not that one.
The young chef man looked at Belen, and he also felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, so he said, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten either, why don't you make me one?" ”
"I'm just going to make a curry rice."
Belen nodded, then walked to the kitchen table on the right, he looked at the crowd again, and asked curiously, "Where are the ingredients?" ”
The young man put his hands around his front and said with a smile, "Whatever you need, I'll get it for you." ”
So, Belen reported the ingredients he wanted to the man, and all he asked for were very ordinary ingredients, which also made the man wonder.
In fact, when Belen cooks, if it is neither a competition nor for the Latilles, the food he prepares himself is very simple, after all, he is not a picky eater at all, and he has a good appetite.
After the potatoes and other ingredients arrived, Belen took a look at them and immediately started to peel them, but instead of using those tools, he used a kitchen knife himself.
If the thinness of the peel made the chef's eyes light up, the next knife work made their eyes wide.
When Belen lifted the knife, it was not that the momentum was so mysterious, but at the moment when the knife was dropped, it seemed that even the ingredient board catered to his movements, and the slender kitchen knife rotated in his hand, cutting those ingredients into pieces just between breaths, and the action was done in one go.
"Good knife work!"
After seeing this scene, a chef couldn't help but exclaim, he had never seen such a miraculous knife work, this is not fancy, anyone with vision can see how accurate the knife work is in handling ingredients.
"It is said that in that Chef God Competition, there was a genius girl who shocked all the big names in the kitchen world, and the most impressive thing about that girl was the miraculous knife work."
Although the genius girl was mentioned, their eyes were very surprised to look at the young man in front of them, how was this person's knife skills compared to that genius girl?
Belen, who heard the cook's words, turned his head at this moment, bowed slightly to the chef god, and said, "I am imitating her." ”
The genius girl who imitated it?
Everyone was stunned, they were almost sure that the young man in front of them was the "kitchen god", and the knife work alone was shocking.
After a while, the aroma of curry permeated, and as soon as the smell came out, the rumbling of Belen's stomach resonated with everyone.
The middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper also spoke up at this time: "Can you bring me a bowl too?" He also wanted to try the dishes made by the "chef god", even though it was very ordinary curry rice.
"Okay." Belen answered.
So, those chefs all asked for a bowl, since the identity of this young man was confirmed, then the dishes he made in his hands must be tasted, after all, this is the existence that stands at the peak of their cooking world!
Because the number of people who wanted to eat suddenly increased, Belen asked them for some ingredients again, and the chefs were excited to get the ingredients.
And the young man, after noticing everyone's attitude, also understood what was going on, and he watched Belen be silent for a long time, and then spoke again.
"Are you really the "God of Cooking"?"
"Yes."
So, the young chef said, "My name is Gagagren, I've heard about you, can you give me a taste of the dish you made in the finals?" ”
"The New Year After the Four Seasons."
The middle-aged man with the newspaper came to Gagren's side and gave the name of the winning dish that Belen had participated in the competition.
Then Belen turned his head to look at him, the middle-aged man bowed slightly, and then introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Modrow, I am the head chef here, and the dishes for the Grand Duke's banquet are all formulated by me. ”
"Hello."
Belen also nodded, and then he said, "I can't make that dish now." ”
Hearing this, Gagren on the side frowned and asked suspiciously, "Why?" Is it because of the ingredients? I remember when you chose the ingredients, they were not very valuable. ”
"That's right, but the state of mind at that time can't be restored now." Belen explained, I don't know if they understand the meaning, but it is.
"State of mind?" Gagren was stunned.
Modro on the side pressed his big hand on Gagren's head and grinned: "You stinky boy hasn't reached the realm yet, of course you don't know what it is." ”
"I don't know." Gagren slapped Modrow's hand away, and then glared at the latter with dissatisfaction, he just forgot about this stubble, he remembered the topic of the final game, it was faith.
After a while, Belen's curry rice was all finished, and when the chefs tasted it, they all showed a look of admiration, but ordinary curry rice made with ordinary ingredients can be so delicious, it is indeed very unusual!
"What are you eating? Let me try it too, shall you? ”
Just as everyone was eating food and chatting, a voice suddenly came from the entrance.