"You say, don't you?"

Sitting on the seats in the restaurant, Mo Wen asked directly to all the guests around him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was obviously extremely rude to speak out suddenly in a high-end restaurant, but in the face of the sweeping gaze, most people lowered their heads directly, and they had no intention of refuting at all.

Most of the people who can come to Gaotai District to consume are residents from wealthy families, and the price of being able to come to Erina's store is even more expensive, so they have also heard a little about Mo Wen, the son of the Shenza chaebol, how could they jump out at this time and sweep away the other party's interest?

With his hands spread, Mo Wen turned around and smiled at Erina, "You see everyone agrees with me, Erina, you better go and cook obediently!" ”

"-You!" Erina was so angry by Mo Wen's shameless face that she just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but for some reason the words came to her mouth and swallowed back, "Then you wait!" ”

With only one sentence, she turned around and went back to the kitchen, making Mo Wen, who had planned to fight wits with the other party, a little confused.

It is undoubtedly not easy for the average chef to complete a menu consisting of eight dishes, including appetizers, soups, fish, meat, main dishes, salads, desserts, and drinks. But for a chef of Erina's level, it's just a little troublesome, it's not impossible, after about half an hour, the first set of sweet-based set meals was put on the table of Mo Wen, and then the second set and the third set ?????, in order not to confuse the taste, between each set of courses, Erina also made a special interval and let the scarlet sand serve the tea leaves used to rinse the mouth, and the attitude was just like the usual two.

Finally, after Mo Wen swallowed the last set of umami-themed meals with sweet, cold watermelon juice, Erina, who looked tired, appeared in front of him again.

"How?"

With a little expectation and a little inexplicability, she asked Mo Wen in a low voice.

Mo Wen's face was slightly solemn, and looking at Erina standing in front of him, he suddenly felt that this question might not be a joke.

Tapping his hand on the table, he groaned for a moment before he spoke: "Good dishes, especially the last dish, seem to me to be on par with the first Si Yingshi, and they are all dishes that bring out the taste of delicious ingredients to the extreme. ”

"Really?" Listening to Mo Wen's evaluation, Erina was noncommittal, obviously it was an evaluation comparable to that of the chief of the Ten Masters, but she didn't look very happy.

Mo Wen was a little confused when he saw this, but he still continued: "It's just that if this is the way you cook, I guess you won't be able to make dishes that make me happy in your life!" ”

"Huh?" Erina's eyes lit up, and her originally somewhat decadent mood instantly rose a little, "What the hell did you say, didn't you say that my dishes are no longer lost to the first seat?" ”

Mo Wen nodded, and said: "It's not to lose to the first seat, because you are all on the same path, erasing yourself from cooking, blindly studying the deliciousness of the ingredients, and highlighting the deliciousness to the extreme through cooking, which can be said to be quite conceited and confident, and even you with the tongue of God, it is estimated that you may go further than the first seat on this road in the future, but——"

After a slight pause, Mo Wen put his hands together on his chin, and looked at each other like that, "Erina, there is no soul in your dishes!" - You should also know that I often eat Abbe's food at home, you know, the gap between you is really big, not in terms of technique and heat, but other more profound things! Let's put it this way, Abe's food gives me the feeling of a master's watercolor painting, with bright colors, although you can see at a glance that it is a fake landscape, but it can give people the ultimate beauty, and your food is like a photo taken by a digital camera, although it is real and beautiful, but it cannot resonate emotionally! ”

He has master-level cooking skills, and his tongue is beyond ordinary people, Mo Wen is extremely confident in his judgment when he says this, but he doesn't think Erina will accept it so easily, after all, it is somewhat confusing to say that such illusory things as souls and feelings are a little confusing, and Erina herself obviously pays more attention to cooking skills and ingredients.

However, unexpectedly, listening to her speech, Erina let out a long breath, and her originally stiff expression was actually a little relaxed.

"Soul?"

She muttered again, then looked up, looking at Mo Wen and preparing to say something more.

It's just that at this moment, there was a burst of applause behind the two of them.

"That's a good point, Your Excellency Mo Wen! The so-called dishes are like works of art, only people with taste can appreciate them, and agree with them from the bottom of their hearts, and anything else is just bait! ”

A middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat and some sparse hair walked in while applauding, and then saw him glance at Erina, and then sat down on the vacant seat at Mo Wen's table, and said: "It's just that Your Excellency said that Erina's dishes have no soul, I don't dare to agree, the so-called cuisine is the combination of ingredients, the optimization of recipes, the perfect fusion of the two is the top dishes, Erina's tongue of God is trained by me, I don't believe she will lose to others in this regard!" ”

"Father, Father!" Looking at the man sitting in the chair talking boastfully, Erina felt as if she had seen something extremely terrifying, and her whole body trembled.

And Mo Wen looked at the uninvited man but laughed, "Nagi thistle, it seems that the two of us are really different in terms of understanding of cuisine, you seem to value the perfect dishes made by talented geniuses more, while I prefer those dishes that can write your own personality!" ”

Raising his eyebrows, the man named Nagi Cutting Thistle thought for a moment, and finally nodded, "Although there are some differences, but in general, this is true!" ”

Glancing at the guests around him, he sighed, then turned his head to Erina and said, "Erina, your dishes are not made for people of this grade to taste, otherwise your taste will be lowered, and you need to carefully select the diners." Looking at the extra plates on Mo Wen's table that had not been removed, this one smiled even more contemptuously, and added meaningfully: "Of course, this probably does not include a young master who is very rich in the family, but does not have much appreciation ability!" ”

"What are you talking about?"

"What rude!"

"Apologize!"

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Hearing this, the entire restaurant was completely fried, and the guests at nearly ten tables stood up at the same time, looking at Nagi Thistle with righteous indignation.

It doesn't matter if they were threatened by Mo Wen just now, their family background can't compare to others, Mo Wen didn't open his mouth to humiliate them, and the forbearance is over, but now this kind of guy from unknown origin dares to ridicule them, is it true that these rich people present are all good-tempered?

It's just a pity that this level of scolding has no effect on the parties, maintaining that lofty posture, and Nagi Che Ji's gaze only stays on Mo Wen from beginning to end.

With his hands folded, Mo Wen looked at the other party and smiled slightly, "Nagi thistle, can I understand your words as a signal for war?" ”

"No!" Nagi thistle shook her head and said, "I just want the distant moon to return to its original appearance!" ”