The visitor shook his head.

"I actually arrived yesterday, but I didn't ask them to notify you. After all, having a big meal after getting off the plane for a few hours is really a big deal, so I can only apologize for the food magazine."

The three little ones who had been harassed behind him couldn't help rolling their eyes and muttering to themselves when they heard this.

There are no new articles since the Buddha jumped over the wall, and I was so anxious to urge new dishes, but you are still a pigeon spirit.

Tian Suohui, who was in charge of the fight, looked excitedly at the slightly plump and kind-hearted old man in front of him.

He is currently the world's top celebrity chef, George Klein, who has made French cuisine the world's number one.

It is worth her to work hard during this period to the top of the assessment results of accommodation study as much as possible, which made Professor Schapper agree to let her come and take action.

During this period, she almost burned her to death. She was usually gentle and turned into Yama as soon as she took a spatula. The friends around her who were unaware of her were almost treated as a female nerve.

But the result is gratifying. Don’t you see the unwillingness of the other two workers, Akiji and Daigo, yesterday.

Xiaohui now wanted to ask for an autograph, but she didn't dare. The sound of chopping meat filling on her hands changed rhythm.

Ping Yaren gave her a look of peace.

"So that's it. Should I make breakfast with a bowl of plain noodles first?"

"Hahaha, there is no need to worry. I promised Mr. Nakiri to visit your Yuanyue teaching work with him. But I really couldn't help but feel curious, so I came here to take a look first and left later..."

He stretched his head and looked at the ingredients he was preparing.

"…and now it's only less than three hours before the official start of ten o'clock, so I can wait."

Ping Yaren nodded and asked Xiaohui for a signature, then lowered her head to continue preparing the ingredients to be used later.

Not long after, Nakiri Sesaemon came over with a large group of teaching team members, including Shaper. Klein stood up happily, but he couldn't wait to ask Shaper as soon as he left the door.

“Mr. Schapper, Mr. Lee’s menu?”

Shapel was stunned, and Sensaemon glanced at him in surprise.

"What's wrong with Mr. Klein? You're a little unruly."

Try new dishes, according to convention, the taster will not be informed in advance what the chef wants to cook. Of course, if you have the ability to analyze them from the ingredients, the chef will have nothing to say.

"I'm really curious, Mr. Nakiri, I didn't find tofu and bean paste in the kitchen just now!

Oh my God, there is no tofu and bean paste in the Sichuan chef's kitchen. What kind of cooking does Mr. Li want to make?!"

Now even Sensaemon was curious. He remembered that Buddha Jumping over the Wall was not one of Sichuan cuisine. His inexplicable anticipation made him unable to help joining the ranks of asking for the menu.

Schapper pondered for a moment.

"We are only responsible for providing ingredients and setting up the venue. Teacher Li did not inform us of the menu, but..."

"But what?"

The old professor's wrinkled face showed a prank smile.

"I guess Mr. Li's new dishes will be very old."

Ancient? This word is paired with "new" dishes...

Senzaemon and Klein looked at each other and quickly accelerated their pace with a tacit understanding.

Nearly three hours later, the group returned to the decorated restaurant again, but there were only six people who took the seat, namely Klein, Senzaemon, Schapper, Dojima and Erina. The others could only stay downstairs.

As soon as the six people opened the restaurant door, their eyes were attracted by two large objects, one left and one right of the hall.

On the left is a huge iron cover. Looking at the white mist condensed on it, there must be refrigeration equipment under the table.

On the right is the opposite of that, the huge steamer is radiating with pure white steam.

When Youying, who was guarding the iron cover, saw the guest coming, she quickly raised her finger and made a gesture of silence.

Soon, he listened to the movement inside the steamer with all concentration and raised his head and shouted "It's done." Erina picked up her phone and looked at it. It was exactly ten o'clock.

Feng Lingling glanced at the guest, then turned around and nodded to Youying. The two of them picked up two long sticks in a tacit understanding and picked up the iron cover of the steamer at the same time.

With a whisper, the air conditioner and hot air scattered everywhere, and a little bit of scent of scent came. After everyone saw the dishes in front of them clearly, they became dumbfounded on the spot.

Klein even shouted "This is art" in French!

On the table on the left, a plate of painted porcelain plates, either green or faintly green, is made of various meat sashimi as thin as hair, various jerky as thin as cicada wings, delicate meat sauce, golden fried food and various fresh fruits and vegetables, together to form twenty exquisite and beautiful scenery.

On the right, the "fairy spirit" revealed are as many as seventy cute villains, standing, playing or singing, wearing graceful dresses. Just looking at it, it seems that there is a wonderful music coming into everyone's ears, and it is combined with the scenery on the other side.

"Suyin steaming part, Wangchuan picture sample, please taste it freely."

The introduction of Feng Lingling and Youying made everyone smile bitterly. How could they be so silly?

The scene was quiet for a while, and then Klein picked up the chopsticks under Senzaemon's encouragement, picked up a fairy from the steamer, closed her eyes and bit her hard.

Although he wanted to try the cold cut on the left first, the steamed stuff could not be stored for a long time.

After chewing for a few times, he directly glared.

"This is not a steamed bun, but a bun filled with vegetables? Oh my God!"

The skill in your hands is more so it is not difficult to use the dough to make various shapes before steaming, but this can only be considered a steamed bun with no taste at most.

But the little man in front of me is a vegetarian bun with thin skin and big filling, but it’s different. The buns not only contain air, but also moisture in the vegetarian stuffing. Once they are put on the cage and steamed, they will know what it will turn out.

If you can do this, the difficulty can only be described as a magical skill.

Sensaemon could not help but pick up one of the chopsticks and took it down in one bite. The sweetness of the vegetables and the thin layer of wheat scent impacted the taste buds. At this moment, he seemed to hear the singing of the goddess, and his whole heart was washed.

When he came to his senses, he asked Feng Lingling directly.

"Little guy, did this by yourself?"

"The stuffing was made by my brother, and I was responsible for the rest. After all, I was still young and couldn't do so many processes."

"Hiss~"

Everyone was surprised, and Erina even took a deep breath. Seeing Feng Lingling's appearance was just a primary school student, she began to recall that she could make a dish comparable to this dish when she was a child?

It seems that she is still eating someone else’s cooking...

On the other hand, Sensaemon no longer gave in. He picked up a slightly cool cold cut and bit off a delicate pagoda in one bite.

"Um?!"

The tongue, which had just been washed by the steamed sound of the vegetative sound, was suddenly blown away by the coolness that penetrated into the heart, just like drinking a sip of sweet mountain spring water under the starry night in midsummer.
Chapter completed!