Chapter 33: The God of Cooking
The chef stretched out his hand to interrupt Mingyang's words: "I can already assert that what you said is false, these restaurants are the best restaurants in the world, especially the Louis XV restaurant in Morocco, each diner is equipped with forty service staff, you are not qualified to go, Huaxia imp don't talk big anymore." ”
"Since you think I'm bragging, that's fine, no mother...... It's the black truffle in your mouth, and I'm better than you. ”
Speaking of this, Mingyang took out the 500,000 check he had extorted from Gao Shuang and slapped it on the table: "If you win, take 500,000 yuan, and I will stay with you for three months, brush, mop the floor, wash the toilet, work hard, and don't want a penny of compensation." ”
The chef picked up the check for 500,000 yuan, glanced at it a lot, and could be sure that it was a real cash check, and looked at Mingyang with disdain.
"Arrogant boy, you know that in the competition back then, I used black truffles to win the runner-up, you dare to compare black truffles with me, I can understand my arrogance in front of my girlfriend, but for this you have to pay the price of 500,000 and three months of cleaners, it's not worth it. ”
"It's worth it or not, it's my business, you will definitely fulfill your promise if you lose, if I win, don't want anything else, just knock out all the teeth in your fecal nozzle, bet?"
The chef who has reached the level of the chef doesn't care much about 500,000, but at this time, he has already carried it with Mingyang, and behind him stands his apprentice, as well as the second chef, if he doesn't even dare to accept the challenge of Mingyang, he will definitely lose face.
The most important thing is the chef's general confidence in his culinary conceit, after all, Mingyang is a young man in his early twenties, and the chef who became famous at a young age has seen it even if he doesn't know it, and there are definitely no Orientals, so this is a 100% winning game.
Thinking of this, the chef directly agreed to Mingyang: "I promise you, the kitchen is yours now." ”
"No, you can take a few Niang Fruit here...... It's the black truffle. ”
The chef waved his hand and said to the chef behind him, "Bring him truffles." ”
Soon the chef walked cautiously over with a tray of five black truffles.
"As for how to be careful, when I was in Tianwu Mountain, I made a few catties of this thing a day, and I did it in a different way, and once I even made it a messy stew in the Northeast......"
Mingyang grabbed the black truffle and threw it into the sky, then unhurriedly picked up the table wine, opened the bottle cap and sprinkled it into the sky, and the red wine slowly wrapped the five black truffles with an unscientific trajectory.
The black truffle wrapped in the table wine fell, Mingyang stretched out his hand, and a strange thing happened, the black truffle actually hung above Mingyang's palm, including the table wine, it didn't fall.
If the monk and the old Taoist are here this morning, they will definitely drop their jaws, this hand is an internal force type, this is a sign of the innate Great Perfection realm, how young is the innate Great Perfection realm, it is definitely the first day of the demon since the ancient times in China.
The black truffle that wrapped the table wine suddenly burned, and after more than ten seconds, with a wave of his hand, the black truffle that was still burning the flame automatically flew into the tray.
As the flames dissipated little by little, the faint aroma of grapes mixed with musk wafted out of the table wine.
Mingyang glanced at the stunned crowd, and finally looked at the chef: "Do you still need to do it?"
The chef didn't speak, but stepped forward to pick up a truffle with his hand and put it in his mouth.
Then his face changed: "Keep the most essential taste of truffles, but don't have that strange smell, how did you do it." ”
"If you make ten catties and eight catties of truffles every day, and if you don't make them delicious, you will definitely do it better than me......"
Smelling the fragrant black truffle, Xia Shihan couldn't help but pick up the fork and take a bite.
"Really delicious......
"I will make it for you after it is delicious, if you want to tie a woman's heart, you have to tie her stomach, have I conquered you with food now?"
After Mingyang finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the chef, his original smiling expression instantly sank, reached out and grabbed the chef's collar, and then pulled it with a big mouth.
"I said, if you lose, I want you to be full of teeth!"
With a wicked smile, he opened the bow left and right with his backhand, and gave the chef dozens of big mouths in a row.
The chef was beaten with blood from his nose and mouth, and his face was tattered, like a pig's head.
Mingyang slapped the chef on the back of the head, and the chef opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of saliva and blood, as well as dozens of broken teeth inside.
Mingyang dragged the chef's chin, pulled down hard, and looked at the chef's mouth: "Damn, there is a regression in skill, and I even gave you a tooth left." ”
When Mingyang said this, he waved his hand and twitched it with a big mouth.
The mouth-smacking chef broke the only remaining tooth and flew to the side and back with the whole person spinning.
Puff~
The chef fell to the ground and passed out after a few convulsions.
"That's what happens to your bad mouth. ”
Mingyang picked up Xia Shihan and walked out of the restaurant under the astonishing gaze of all the waiters, kitchens, and customers.
"You have offended me, do you still want to leave?"
As soon as the two of them walked out of the restaurant, they heard a sharp and arrogant woman's voice.
Mingyang followed the prestige, only to see the obese woman sitting in a Land Rover car before, the window opened, pointing at Mingyang and shouting: "Just him, beat me to death." ”
As the obese woman's words fell, the door of the Land Rover opened, and two strong men of thirty-seven or eighteen years old jumped down.
"Sister Zhu, it's this little white face...... Eh, isn't this the eldest lady of the Xia family, hurry up and inform the boss. ”
After a strong man recognized Xia Shihan, he hurriedly took out the phone and dialed it.
Within a few minutes, a Mercedes-Benz S drove over, and got out of the car with a big bald head in his forties, shirtless, revealing a downhill tiger with tattoos on his upper body.
"Brother, it's this little white face who scolds me, and he wants to beat your sister. ”
Seeing the comer, the fat young woman ran over, hugged the big bald head, and cried with a handful of snot and tears, which looked like being taken by more than a dozen black men in turn all night, and she was wronged to death......
"Don't worry, girl, neither of these two people can run away today. ”
After the big bald head comforted the fat young woman, he looked at Xia Shihan: "It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, Miss Xia, you can't hide in the Xia family and don't come out, I really can't do anything about you, I didn't expect you to run out by yourself, you really deserve to make a fortune." ”
Xia Shihan pulled the famous arm and whispered, "Wait a minute, let's run immediately, and then call the police, this bald head is called Zhu Sanwan, the Zhai family's person in Jiangcheng, I heard that he was a practitioner in his early years, and his subordinates have collected many masters." ”
Mingyang smiled disdainfully, and put his arm around Xia Shihan's shoulder: "What are you running, with me, no one in this world can touch you at all!"