Chapter 1509 Chu Xiao’s Mobile Phone

When Chu Xiao appeared in front of them, these people immediately stopped their discussion and began to say hello to Chu Xiao.

After all, Chu Xiao's status and reputation are much higher than theirs, or his cooking skills are much better than theirs, and he is much younger than them.

This group of five people all seemed to be over thirty-five years old, not as young as Chu Xiao, who was less than twenty-eight.

"Hello, Chu."

"What does Chu have to say about the ingredients this time?"

"I wonder what Chu thinks of the food this time?"

"Nice to meet you, Chef Chu."

Everyone first greeted Chu Xiao gently.

After saying hello, Chu Xiao immediately recognized the person who had just spit out the Chinese food syndrome. He was the man with brown hair who looked to be over forty years old.

He was also wearing a black suit. He looked smiling and quite kind. At least he was friendly and humble to Chu Xiao in front of him.

"Chinese meal syndrome?" Chu Xiao smiled and said directly.

"No, no, no, Chu Xiao, you misunderstood, that's not what we meant just now." The person next to the brown-haired middle-aged man immediately stood up and explained.

How could these people not know that Chu Xiao had heard their conversation, but due to Chu Xiao's identity, these people still hurriedly explained.

"What does that mean?" Chu Xiao asked with a kind smile.

"Misunderstanding, we didn't mean it that way." Because they heard the exact words, these people could only repeat this sentence over and over again.

It's not that they are making a fuss out of a molehill, but the term "Chinese Food Syndrome" is inherently discriminatory.

This incident originated in 1968, when a Chinese-American doctor named Ho Man Kok published a short article in the New England Journal of Medicine, describing in a literary tone the sudden numbness in his limbs after eating in a Chinese restaurant. , palpitations, general weakness and other symptoms, he speculated that this may be caused by the addition of monosodium glutamate (MSG) in Chinese food.

Afterwards, Japan's largest monosodium glutamate manufacturer, Ajisu Co., Ltd., immediately announced that

MSG itself is not a problem. The main cause of "MSG syndrome" is that Chinese restaurants use too much MSG. As a result, MSG syndrome has a new term - Chinese restaurant syndrome.

Because this incident caused a strong chain of reactions in Europe and the United States, it led to a large-scale depression of Chinese restaurants abroad.

Even though there is no evidence for this, many people are convinced that the disease is caused by Chinese food. Therefore, this is not actually called Chinese food syndrome, but Asian discrimination, or discrimination against Chinese food.

Due to the efforts of the country and the people in recent years, such words are rarely mentioned in public, let alone at a banquet hosted by a famous chef like Auguste.

This is not a good thing. After all, Auguste is a famous chef. He is still very curious about Chinese food. He once said that Chinese high-end food is no worse than French food.

The brown-haired man slapped August and Chu Xiao in the face.

Seeing that these people couldn't explain anything, and the brown-haired middle-aged man who said this looked slightly embarrassed but showed no regrets, Chu Xiao spoke.

"It doesn't matter if you are not good at cooking, and it doesn't matter if you have a bad character, but I didn't expect that you didn't even read the statements of the World Health Organization and the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations at the 23rd Session of the Federation and the United Nations, and you didn't even have the most basic knowledge. I think you are really not worthy of being a chef, and you are not worthy of standing here to participate in such an event." Chu Xiao stared at this man like an eagle and said seriously.

"You!" The brown-haired middle-aged man's face turned red and white with anger at Chu Xiao's words, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.

But because of Chu Xiao's ruthless words and strong aura, the four people around him did not dare to interrupt for a while.

Moreover, Chu Xiao was the person who was with August just now, so the people around him slowly turned their attention.

Feeling that so many people were paying attention, the brown-haired middle-aged chef was shocked and immediately realized that he could not give in now. If he gave in now, his career as a chef would be ruined.

I have to fight back even if I bite the bullet.

With this thought in mind, the brown-haired middle-aged chef calmed down his expression, put on a firm look and said: "If it weren't for their addiction to MSG, how could they stay in China? They are the youngest and most powerful in France. three people.”

Yes, brown-haired chefs are prepared to go all out and call out discrimination directly in order to gain favor with chefs who already discriminate against Asians.

"And that chef named Yuan Zhou must be very good at using MSG to make people addicted." The brown-haired middle-aged chef remembered what his friend had just said and specifically mentioned Yuan Zhou as an example.

In today's advanced information age, it feels incredible to hear such ridiculous remarks, but what's even more ridiculous is that there are many brown-haired middle-aged people with this prejudice.

The brown-haired middle-aged chef looked at Chu Xiao fiercely, while Chu Xiao casually turned his head and said to the waiter on the side: "Bring me a projector."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter immediately nodded and turned to leave.

"Oh? What happened to Chu?" August led a group of people over and asked.

"It's a small thing, just prove your cooking skills." Chu Xiao said calmly.

"Then it's just an eye-opener for me." August said with a smile.

"No problem, you will be amazed." Chu Xiao said confidently.

"We'll see." August nodded.

This group of people were just chatting among themselves, completely ignoring the group of brown-haired middle-aged chefs next to them.

The brown-haired middle-aged chef felt embarrassed and angry. Just when he was about to speak, the waiter came over with a projector.

Because it was an open-air banquet held at a farm, there was a background wall where the rostrum was speaking, and Chu Xiao planned to place the projection there.

"Thank you." Chu Xiao nodded lightly to the waiter, then took out his mobile phone and continued: "Please connect to my mobile phone, I want to use it right away."

"Okay, sir." The waiter carefully took the phone and fiddled with it.

During this period, August kept looking at Chu Xiao with interest, preparing to see his surprise.

Chu Xiao's attitude towards others, and even his kindness towards the waiters, deeply stimulated the brown-haired middle-aged chef.

After all, Chu Xiao despised and ignored him.

"Chu, although your cooking skills are top-notch, you can't..." The brown-haired middle-aged chef interrupted unbearably.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Xiao: "Look carefully, there is only one person among you who can achieve such knife skills, and that person is me."

"Now let me show you the knife skills of Chinese chef Yuan Zhou." Chu Xiao said and started playing.

Chu Xiao's words were so resounding and so certain that even August on the side couldn't help but frown and look at the projection.

Yes, the waiter has already set up the projection, and what appears on the projection is Yuan Zhou's knife skills demonstration at the cooking exchange, and it has already started playing.

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