Sean followed him to the door of the warehouse where the ingredients were stored.

The Latron quickly typed in the code to open the door and gave the interview question: "Now, I'll give you twenty minutes to make a dessert that will serve on the president's table." ”

The next moment, the warehouse door slowly opened, only to see a huge underground space, divided into dozens of small spaces by glass windows, each space is full of enough to store enough ingredients for hundreds of people to eat for a year, and in the middle of the warehouse, there is a display table more than ten meters long, on the table is a variety of dazzling ingredients and spices, most of which are imported from the developed planet luxury brands, especially the brands of Coruscant.

Sean was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

According to a rough calculation, if the exhibits on the long table are used as raw materials, there are at least 100 kinds of desserts that can be obtained, some of which the master took him to consult with the chef of a high-end restaurant in Coruscant, such as the Tron hazelnut soufflé with golden truffle, and the Letol chocolate coffee with tiramisu.

The only question is, is it enough to just cope with errands?

During Sean's contemplation, the Ratrons sneered, "Stop talking? Don't tell me you don't even recognize all the ingredients, but for a poor sour man like you who lives in the lower city, these high-quality goods are probably not easy to identify, and the Mithrol man recognized half of them, otherwise if you recognize two-thirds of the materials on this table, I will count you through? ”

Sean ignores this, still immersed in observation and reflection.

The ridicule of the Latlons was not taken to heart by him at all, and these big goods on the table could be recognized by him when he was 6 years old. After all, he can be regarded as half of Coruscant native, and he has also studied cooking skills, and this kind of ingredient exhibition that shows off Coruscant's characteristics is really ridiculous and generous.

The problem was that perhaps it was because he was too familiar with the extravagant ingredients in these core areas that he could see something else on the table.

Do you want to use it?

This is an unplanned option, and even Master didn't mention it, but I have to say that it is worth trying.

While Sean weighed the pros and cons, head chef Marino's face was already filled with impatience.

Is the question too difficult for the poor people of this lower town?

Of course it's going to be hard! He is the only chef in the entire manor kitchen who can recognize all the ingredients, and there are no more than 5 chefs who can recognize two-thirds of the ingredients.

After all, this is President Jamie Brasson's proud collection, and it can be called a small expo of the top ingredients in the Galactic Republic! Finding the best ingredients in the galaxy on a remote planet like Bergamore is far from being as easy as in Coruscant!

Many rare ingredients can only be obtained through very special channels...... For most civilians, more than half of the things on this table are only in legends.

Marino, of course, didn't expect the young downtown poor man to complete the interview questions, he just wanted to see the other man's face at a loss when faced with a difficult problem. It will be up to the human to show whether he will be merciful enough to take him in and replace the cunning and lazy Mithrol, or whether he will simply drive him out of the manor and let the Mandalorian clean him up.

Kneeling on the ground crying and begging for mercy, taking out the little credit point you have to buy your life? Or......

But this human chose not to panic and remained silent in place!

Marino didn't want to see such a show, and after ten minutes, he was already impetuous, and in his heart he had sentenced the young human to death.

Let the Mandalorian clear the field.

However, at this moment, Sean finally made a decision, and he slapped his hands sharply.

"I see!"

Marino was so frightened that he almost dropped his chef's hat: "What do you want to do!?" ”

Sean stretched out his hand and pointed to the long table: "First of all, the gold pot on the far left is the premium bansa grease of Coruscant [Fat Beauty Group]. ”

"Huh?" Marino was taken aback, this kid actually recognized [Fat Beauty Group]?!

"Although judging from the outer packaging, it is indeed a high-quality product imported from Coruscant, but in fact, it is an out-and-out knock-off!"

"Mountain, cottage......" Marino was short of breath for a while, only to feel Venus rising in front of him, "What nonsense are you talking about!?" ”

"Regardless of the fact that there is at least a 10% difference between the aroma of the oil and the genuine one, the outer packaging alone is completely unqualified! Genuine packaging will add a high-precision three-dimensional anti-counterfeiting marking on the metal can, and the accuracy of the anti-counterfeiting marking of this can is completely not up to par! The gap is visible to the naked eye! ”

Marino's eyes widened, but he felt that he couldn't see that there was a problem anyway, and he had paid a high price to ask a forger to open a mold for the imitation, and there should be no flaws......

"The second is the olive oil that also comes from the [Fat Beauty Group], and the difference from the genuine can be clearly seen from the underlying sediment, and there is at least a 3% deviation in density."

Sean used two fingers to make a "insignificant" gesture, and said, "And the outer packaging also has the problem of insufficient accuracy of anti-counterfeiting marks." Overall, more than two-thirds of the ingredients on this long table marked with the "Fat Beauty Group" trademark are counterfeits that can be judged by the naked eye. ”

Marino struggled: "What nonsense! ”

Sean said in his heart, there is indeed a considerable part of this nonsense, but can you tell the difference?

"It is true that there is a possibility of misjudgment based on the naked eye, but the most critical problem is that up to now, the high-end ingredients of [Fat Beauty Group] have never been directly exported to the planet of Begamore and the surrounding star areas, and the local food agent [Opera Trading] is the only supplier of related ingredients, and I have investigated this company before applying for ......the position."

"Are you sick?! What does an investigative trading company do!? ”

"I found that there were obvious loopholes in their public financial statements, and there were also problems with the sales authorization letter obtained from [Fat Beauty Group], so I used my friendship to send a letter to the sales of [Fat Beauty Group] to verify it......"

"Enough! From today onwards, you will succeed the people of Mithrol and make desserts for the President. ”

"I would venture to speculate that all the ingredients on the table are knockoffs. Similar problems also exist in the vegetables and fruits of the [Galaxy Choice] brand, as well as the campaign seasoning of the [Shuttle] brand. The above ingredients, without exception, are all products introduced by [Opera Trade], and the total amount accounts for about half of the long table. ”

"Your salary is twice as high as that of the Mithrols, and that's enough!"

"In fact, copycat ingredients will not only have financial problems, not to mention that there is a gap between them and the genuine ones in terms of taste, because of limitations such as technology and raw materials, and ...... in terms of food safety."

"Enough is enough, enough is enough, shut me up!" Latron grabbed Sean's collar in a fit of rage, "I admit that you have what it takes, as long as you keep your mouth shut from now on, you're the new sous chef in the kitchen, do you understand!?" ”

Sean smiled and nodded, but his heart was quite depressed: in fact, this food safety issue was the focus of his previous research, but he was interrupted by someone before he could start the discussion.

Marino stroked his heart that almost jumped out of his chest with the palms of his two palms on the left side of his body, panting: "There are two hits, stinky boy, no wonder that Mithrol man folded in your hand...... But don't get complacent too soon. ”

"In this estate, the president actually sees everything, but I can still sit in the chef position for ten years! And I can win the trust of the president by serving him the most extreme food for ten years, so as long as you dare to let the kitchen appear half a point difference, I will immediately throw you to feed the president's Bergamoor two-headed dog! ”

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When Sean finished washing up in the bathroom, changed into a chef's pure white uniform and walked into the back kitchen, he only felt a light in his eyes.

It was the same as the information showed: on this remote and backward planet, he actually saw the kitchen of a high-end restaurant no less than that of Coruscant, the capital of the Republic! Although nearly half of all kinds of high-end kitchenware are inevitably counterfeits, they are all complete. Here, a team of sophisticated chefs can prepare hundreds of high-end dishes.

And the team of chefs who are busy in the kitchen is not only mature!

The head chef is a four-armed Latron, and the sous chef is a silver ceremonial robot, and it is not difficult to tell from the unique inscription on the chest that it is produced in the high-end custom production line of Star Cyber, and the cost will definitely not be less than 5,000 credits.

In charge of the meat was a red-skinned de Vallon, who shook the kitchen with the force with which he slapped the steak with his hands, and in charge of the vegetables was a gentle and delicate man of Okane, whose movements were gentle and delicate, undeformed by the trembling of his feet—almost impeccable except for the slow and methodical rhythm.

In addition, Sean also saw a Beth man who focused on plating......

In this small kitchen, Sean actually saw a small galactic race exhibition!

However, before he could savor this unique fusion culture, Marino had already hurried to arrange the task: "Your Excellency the President doesn't seem to be in a good mood, you better make a dessert that surprises him, he usually likes desserts the most, and before only the people of Mithrol relied on the secret recipe he obtained on the planet Kashik to make the President laugh." ”

Sean smiled, Kashik cake? The so-called secret recipe that the people of Mithrol drank until the third fragment and finally confessed to it actually had nothing to do with the planet Kashik, in essence, it was just a miniature seven-layer cake made from some of the ingredients of the planet Kashik, and its structure looked like a large forest with a unique ecological structure. It's barely ingenious, but it's still a trick in nature. In order to determine the authenticity, Sean listened to the drunken Mithrol repeat it 7 times before finally confirming it.