Chapter 1165

"However, no matter how you look at the cooking process of Teacher Yang Ming, it is a kind of enjoyment." Yuji Iwai narrowed his eyes.

After Iwai Yuji's reminder, Kyogoku Nata's attention also hit Yang Ming. The coherence between each movement can be described as flowing clouds and flowing water.

Although not as fast as some chefs, it looks extremely comfortable.

Is this Yang Ming's strength?

Unknowingly, there was a person standing behind Kyogoku Nata. He turned around, and the middle-aged man standing behind him looked forward, his eyes fixed on the busy Yang Ming.

"What do you think?" Fu Di Sheng asked in a deep voice when he saw the middle-aged man coming back.

"I think it's pretty good, but we still have to wait until the cooking is done to know how it will be. However, the cooking speed may be faster than you expected." The middle-aged man lowered his head and explained.

"Hmph, this kid is disobedient. Let's see how his cooking goes later." Fu Di Sheng closed his eyes, sniffed his nose, and smelled a strong fragrance. The old man suddenly became energetic, "It seems, compared to It's better than I imagined."

Can speed and quality really be both at the same time?

Fu Di Sheng did not wait too long. It was only about twenty minutes before Yang Ming rang the bell in the kitchen.

The middle-aged man immediately walked to the kitchen door and took the dining cart launched by Yang Ming.

Kyogoku Nada looked at the dining car in front of him and quickly took two photos with his camera.

There is a small ice bucket in front of the dining car, with a bottle of red wine tilted inside. Behind the red wine, there are four dinner plates with dinner plate lids.

"10-year-old hautbrion?" Fudi Sheng looked at the label on the red wine and frowned slightly, "I didn't expect you to offer red wine here."

"You have spent so much money, it must be worth it." Yang Ming said with a smile.

When Kyogoku Nata heard Hautbrion's name, he immediately glanced at the red wine in Fukuchi Mori's hand, with envy and desire in his eyes.

Hautbrion is a red wine produced from the Hautbrion Manor. It is a high-quality wine from the eight traditional famous wineries and is very expensive in the market.

I thought that Yang Ming's dish was just a simple main course, but I didn't expect that there would be such high-end red wine.

Fu Di Sheng frowned and handed the red wine to the middle-aged man dissatisfied.

"I often drink red wine like this. If I were just for red wine, I would definitely go to the red wine manor. It would never take so long to visit Totsuki Academy. The reason why I chose you is because of the cooking - this bottle of wine ,snort."

The middle-aged man immediately put the red wine in the ice bucket and placed four dinner plates on the table.

"Why four dishes?" Fu Di Sheng looked at Yang Ming doubtfully.

"This is two meals, each with a large plate and a small plate. The larger one is chicken steak, and the smaller one is wild mushroom rice. One of them is yours. The other meal is a bonus, but These two reporters must first take photos before they can be taken by you. When you communicated with Gourmet magazine, they should have mentioned this matter."

Fu Di Sheng nodded and took two plates closer to him, "There is no difference between these two dishes, right?"

"Almost the same."

"Okay, Asakura, I'll give you that share."

While talking, Fudi Sheng opened the lid of the dinner plate, and a strong fragrance hit his face along with the water vapor.

Fu Disheng took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if every cell was about to revive.

This smell - it's really delicious.

Fudi Sheng bit his lip tightly and almost groaned. He quickly looked at the middle-aged man and saw that two reporters had already taken photos of another dish. He immediately said to the middle-aged man: "Asakura, that dish of yours" Don’t move yet.”

"Eh?"

Iwai Yuji and Kyogoku Nata swallowed their saliva and looked at Asakura in astonishment.

"Yes, sir." Asakura tried his best to restrain himself and finally did not act rudely.

Fudi Sheng picked up the knife and fork with his left and right hands, cut the chicken legs effortlessly, picked up some small pieces of chicken, dipped them in the sauce, and put them into his mouth. The delicious chicken quickly spread in his mouth.

The chicken, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, quickly spreads in your mouth along with the rich gravy and delicious sauce under the gentle bite of your teeth. The fat that penetrated into the chicken also flowed out after cooking, and the fragrant flavor hit Fukuchi Sheng in the face like a heavy punch.

After shaking left and right twice, Fudi Sheng regained consciousness.

"Master, are you okay?" Asakura immediately stepped forward and supported Fudi Sheng.

"No...it's okay. I'm sorry, I'm a little rude." Fu Di Sheng sat up straight and took two deep breaths, but the blush on his face still did not dissipate.

"When I tried the chicken just now, I thought it was French Bresse chicken. The delicate and smooth texture, plus the chicken that was soaked in fat in the gaps in the meat, gave me the illusion. But after thinking about it carefully, But it is slightly different from French Bresse chicken. Although the meat quality of the chicken legs is not bad, there is still some gap between it and Bresse chicken." Fu Di Sheng nodded.

"I'm sorry, because time is too tight, I didn't have time to use the Bresse chicken..."

"No... this is pretty good." Fudi Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, interrupting Yang Ming's words, "Compared to using Bresse chicken to make exquisite dishes, I prefer to use ordinary chicken to make something similar to Bress chicken." Chicken dishes - only by throwing out the influence of the ingredients can you see the true cooking skills of a chef. Your cooking skills are indeed worth the price. Asakura, the other dish belongs to me."

"Yes, sir." Asakura glanced at the chicken steak and wild mushroom rice on the table and swallowed.

Iwai Yuji and Kyogoku Nata were stunned.

Tokyo Purple Emblem Food Club is definitely one of the best gourmet groups in Tokyo. As the founder, Fudi Sheng has a deep understanding of cooking. Being able to make him full of praise and enjoy two identical dishes at the same time is enough to prove the excellence of Yang Ming's cuisine.

After Fu Di Sheng finished the two dishes, he leaned back on his seat contentedly and stared at Yang Ming with his eyes down.

"You can eat this dish for 800,000 yen...it's really not expensive." Fukuchi Sheng took a deep breath, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, you may like it." Yang Ming also smiled politely.

"Can you answer me a question?" Fu Disheng looked at Yang Ming curiously.

"You say."

"When are you going to open a restaurant? I mean a real restaurant." Fu Di Sheng asked seriously.

"The real meaning?" Yang Ming rubbed his chin and frowned slightly.

Is it really a restaurant of my own to open a Yang Ming store in the world of Shokiji no Spirit?

"Probably...maybe another year?"