"Please!" Chen Hu was not stingy, in the wonderful imagination of Ono Jiro immersed in food, Chen Hu also made a few pieces of sushi as quickly as possible and pushed them in front of Fushimi Xue and other guests, and invited with a smile.

"Then you're welcome. Everyone responded, and they couldn't wait to pick up the sushi cubes with chopsticks, dip the seasoning and put it into their mouths.

The wonderful smell suddenly exploded in their mouths, hitting their hearts like a shockwave.

Swimming fish swim freely in the sea, eat polyps when they are hungry, drink seawater when they are thirsty, and they have no worries except for predators and humans.

Rice grows in the ground, receiving the care of human beings, enjoying the sun, rain, wind and rain, as well as the persecution of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and trying to make themselves thrive, so that they can be used to repay the care of human beings.

Sweet, fragrant, cowardly, elastic, all kinds of sensations continue to come to their hearts, forming a catalyst that makes their mouths relish, and the rhythmic chewing cannot be stopped.

"How is it possible!? How can there be such a rich sense of layering!"

"The fish is fresh and free, the rice is heavy and grateful, and the combination of sauces forms such a strong sense of picture, ah, I can't believe that so much can be eaten in a simple sushi meal!"

"Is this really sushi? It's unbelievable. ”

No matter who it was, his heart was filled with all kinds of shocks, and it was difficult to look at Chen Hu and his cuisine with the same eyes as before.

This man is really worthy of the name of the demon king given by the media and the reputation of the kitchen god of the new era, and he does have this qualification.

In particular, Pete Morishita, the Asian editor-in-chief of the international food magazine Seetpaul, almost burst into fire when he looked at Chen Hu, eager to swallow him up and figure out everything about him.

As a foodie, food critic and editor-in-chief, no one knows better than him the value of Chen Hu, which is a treasure that can help Seetpaul magazine's sales double its existing base, and he really doesn't want to miss such an opportunity.

However, Pete Morishita also understood that now was not the time to talk about such a thing, so he had to look at Chen Hu expectantly with the eagerness in his heart, waiting for the next dish he provided.

It's just a pity that Chen Hu's mind is also very bad, after arousing everyone's appetite, he actually didn't do it, just stood in place with a smile and waited for Ono Jiro's feedback, which made a group of people hate and itch, full of resentment. is like a little daughter-in-law who has been abandoned, which makes people get goosebumps when they look at it.

At least that's how the performance of a bunch of old men feels. As for the appearance of Jin Mengjia and Huang Mengying of the Double Dream Combination, as well as the appearance of Fushimi Xue, it is pleasing to the eye, and Chen Hu's calm heart is also a little deliberate and satisfied.

Look, even if you are as beautiful as a ghost and as proud as a goddess, don't you all bow down to my food?

After such a moment, Ono Jiro finally opened his dark eyes, and looked at Chen Hu with a deep gaze, "Buddhism often says that there is a world in a grain of sand, I didn't believe it in the past, but now, I believe it." A simple piece of sushi actually gave me the feeling of eating a whole world, fish, rice, and seasonings are correspondingly interesting, and the proportions are harmonious, forming a unified world view...... Compared to one another, my sushi is indeed too ordinary to be mentioned. ”

"Chef Chen Hu, you deserve the title of the new generation of kitchen gods. ”

As he spoke, Jiro Ono got up and saluted and gave his most sincere respect. Seeing that the people on both sides were shocked, they got up one after another, and their faces showed a touch of disbelief.

Even the god of sushi says so, so what reason do others have to refute it?

What's more, the people who had eaten Chen Hu's sushi at the scene couldn't find a reason to refute it, so it turned out that it was obvious that the title of the new generation of kitchen god Chen Hu was confirmed!

Even if the outside world only thinks this is a propaganda slogan now, not many people agree with it from the bottom of their hearts.

Then, without waiting for everyone to digest the sudden impact, Jiro Ono straightened up and said again, "But I don't know if I will be lucky enough to taste the legendary glowing cuisine? ”

After speaking, Ono Jiro collapsed again and saluted Chen Hu.

"Ono-sama, you're welcome. Since you like it, Chen naturally has no reason to be dissatisfied. Please wait. Chen Hu smiled and said politely to Jiro Ono.

The tone and attitude are abruptly anti-customer-oriented, as if this Shukiya is Chen Hu's shop at the moment, and Jiro Ono and the others are diners who have come to taste the food.

However, no one made it clear, acquiesced in this strange concern, and watched Chen Hu skillfully walk into the back kitchen, take some ingredients and start making them.

This time, because of the problem of luminescence, Chen Hu naturally could no longer make Japanese food, but wanted to target the national dish. Correspondingly, because of the location, the choice of ingredients has been invisibly limited - after all, Sukiya is a sushi restaurant, and there are not many common raw vegetable ingredients in the entire store, except for the raw materials for making sushi, so Chen Hu decided to get a drunken roasted prawn to entertain Ono Jiro and others.

After all, the prawns are ready-made, there are many of them in the store, and they are all fat and vibrant, and they are the best products selected from the market at a glance, and the ingredients are not so troublesome.

Then Chen Hu took the fresh prawns back to the desk, took a slender Japanese kitchen knife that looked similar to a watermelon knife, brushed and brushed the back of all the prawn shells, and used the tip of the knife to pick out the shrimp line inside, and then took out the water and poured it into the whiskey for pickling, and finally took it out of the pot, and sent a drunken shrimp with attractive aroma and ruddy color in the explosion of the sky.

The misty red light emitted, and the phantom-like blue and red flames swayed above the shrimp qi, making the whole work look full of magic.

"Slow to use. Chen Hu took off his apron and invited the group of Grandma Liu, who seemed to be entering the Grand View Garden for the first time, and were stunned.

"Fire, how can there be fire?" Pete Morishita couldn't believe it, and reached out and waved it twice on the shrimp plate, except for feeling a slight warmth, he couldn't feel the burning of the flames at all, and couldn't help but feel more and more surprised.

Chen Hu didn't speak, just looked at everyone with a smile.

"Okay, the food is now, let me have a good taste of this drunken shrimp made by Chef Chen for us. Seeing this, Jiro Ono interrupted Pete Morishita's words, picked up his chopsticks and said with a smile.