The entire black stone official residence is quite elegantly built, with cherry trees planted in the yard and a row of colorful seasonal hydrangea on the porch. After entering the outer wall, walk straight in along the path and open the plain white doors and windows made of paper on both sides.
Just arrived at the main room.
A long table has been set up in the Japanese room covered with maple-colored tatami mats. Various high-end ingredients are placed on the table, as well as a young woman wearing a printed short-sleeved overalls, sitting upright and kneeling.
The woman's face is very beautiful, with long sideburns, fair skin, eye-catching lips, a thin waist and long legs, and a dark ponytail wrapped in a simple and elegant headscarf.
"I remember that there are very few women serving as head chefs at sushi banquets." Shang Shanlan said calmly as he took the lead to step into the main room.
Hiroshi Kimura was a little panicked. Anything that would make the new owner's vacation experience at this black stone mansion worse would be his dereliction of duty as a butler.
"Because a famous sushi chef once said that women have menstrual periods. To become a professional sushi chef, you must have a stable sense of taste. Menstruation will make their sense of taste unbalanced."
The kneeling woman first put her hands on the ground, lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows in a small bow to the owner of the mansion, and then answered his confusion just now.
"But I think it's because they're afraid of the challenges of women being unemployed, and I'm just going to do better than them."
"Then I want to taste the special craftsmanship."
Shang Shanlan didn't mind when he heard this. Instead, he chuckled and sat cross-legged on the tatami mat. Kimura Hiroshi's eyes twitched slightly when he saw it.
In Japan, especially for nobles, etiquette is very important. For example, a simple bow is divided into a sitting ceremony and a standing ceremony.
The sitting ceremony includes sitting upright, sitting on the knees, kneeling forward, kneeling back, kneeling forward, and kneeling forward. The standing ceremony is divided into one, two, and three degree bows according to the different bowing angles, as well as a ninety-degree bow that conveys the greatest apology or gratitude of the giver.
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Therefore, there is also a joke that in Japan there is no problem that cannot be solved by bowing. If there is any problem, just bow again.
Is it wrong?
Wrong, once bowed.
If you're wrong, correct it!
Sorry, bow twice.
No, what's the use of just bowing? Can you come up with something substantial?
I'm very sorry, bow ninety degrees.
Therefore, some people say that they know small etiquette but no great righteousness, stick to trivial matters but do not have great virtue, pay attention to trivial details but ignore integrity. If they are afraid of power but not virtuous, the strong will be robbers and bandits, and the weak will be humble.
As a butler, Hiroshi Kimura felt that he could only tactfully persuade his master in private. After all, he had been living abroad all year round, and it was understandable that he did not understand the etiquette that the Japanese valued. He might have even changed his nationality.
Of course, he also had to admit that Shang Shanlan's sitting posture had a graceful and elegant look, like a samurai who was leaning leisurely under the cherry blossom tree, with a cold gleam of swords in his eyes.
Si Yao, Zhou Chen, and Zhao Xi also sat down respectively, but the names on their passports were Sakurai Naoki, Feng Mozhong and Shang Shanxi. Their identities were all heroes working in a multinational group controlled by Shang Shanlan's family.
Japanese ancestry.
The female sushi chef saluted again. Her hands had been washed many times with clean water. Her fingers were as long and tender as onion tubes, without any wounds or damage.
Zhao Xi looked at the dazzling array of fresh ingredients on the counter and swallowed involuntarily, like a greedy cat staring at the food.
"Sushi is a traditional Japanese delicacy that is beautiful in simplicity and nature. A high-end sushi must first be pleasing to the eye in appearance, and the ingredients must also meet the requirements of freshness and top quality.
After entering the mouth, the fresh and luscious fish, the fresh and slightly sour vinegared rice, and the finishing touches of wasabi, minced ginger and green onion and other seasonings that cleverly play the role of enhancing the flavor and freshness, diners can close their eyes for a while and patiently taste the freshness and tenderness.
, the taste is sweet, spicy, fresh and sweet, and slightly sour on the tip of the tongue.”
Hiroshi Kimura stood by to introduce these guests who lacked local life experience.
"Isn't it because Japan is near the sea and can only eat fish?"
Shang Shanlan's rhetorical question directly struck Kimura Hiroshi speechless. What can he say? What else can he say?
Hiroshi Kimura said that in the Warring States Period, even the shogun's dinner would only consist of a bowl of white rice, a plate of pickled radish, a piece of grilled dried fish, a cup of boiled wild vegetables, and a bowl of miso soup.
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The samurai fought for the daimyo with the goal of being able to eat white rice every day. As for the farmers at the bottom, they could only eat millet and barnyard grass mixed with wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger. Some farmers had never even tasted rice made from the rice they grew.
What a feeling. All the food was robbed by the daimyo in the territory.
It's very embarrassing, okay?
During the conversation, the female chef had used her superb knife skills to cut off the most delicious and tender meat of the bluefin tuna, wrapped it in vinegar rice made with jasmine rice, slowly kneaded it with her fingertips, and finally prepared it.
Sushi is placed in front of four people.
"Please wash your hands."
Seeing Zhou Chen's eagerness to try, the taciturn female chef glanced at him, and a sense of oppression instantly came over her face.
It's as if she regards making sushi as an art, and any flaws will hinder her creation.
"Miss Miwako is a chef who has obtained a high-level sushi certificate at a young age. Her pleasing appearance will make the guests feel tipsy and intoxicated when serving them."
Kimura Hiroshi was sitting on his knees, watching the new owner and his friends enjoying the food, and making introductions from time to time.
After Shang Shanlan wiped his hands with a wet towel, he picked up the whole piece of bluefin tuna sushi and put it in his mouth and chewed it. It was indeed quite layered and the meat was smooth and elastic.
But he also read a food review about Japanese sushi, in which the reporter said that diners probably need to wait a long time before tasting high-end sushi, leaving their stomachs empty, so that the taste and satisfaction can be unlimited after the sushi is eaten.
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It is precisely a law of diminishing marginal utility. People can only remember the aroma of food freshly when they are hungry.
It's just that the old man Hiroshi Kimura's words are a bit unruly. He was probably a slut when he was young.
The young owner of this black stone mansion couldn't help but glance at the old butler. Hiroshi Kimura was so excited that he thought he had finally found a topic that the new owner was interested in, a beautiful girl.
Looking at the innocent and lovely Zhao Xi next to her, she was sitting obediently like a lion cat, staring closely at the next piece of sushi made by the female chef.
"It's quite flavorful, but the bite size is a bit too small." Zhou Chen spoke in broken Japanese.
Sushi is always eaten while it's hot, so it tastes best. After finishing one piece, you wait for the chef to make the next one.
Even though the female chef's hands are as dexterous as butterflies piercing flowers, and it's not hard for one person to make four servings, she still needs some time to wait.
So after Zhou Chen swallowed the sushi in one gulp, he set his sights on Si Yao's portion. It was as if Si Yao was on vacation and had to take photos and clock in before eating.
"Have you found a partner recently? Are you posting on WeChat Moments so frequently?"
The young driver with a strong build and unruly eyebrows arched the guy in a silver suit next to him.
"Yes, the settings are only visible to you."
When these words came out, even the old housekeeper, who prided himself on not being surprised when things happened, couldn't help but look at the two people in surprise.
"Your words were so disgusting that I almost spit out the sushi." Zhou Chen pretended to be nauseated, and then cooked the food honestly under the murderous eyes of the female chef, not daring to nag anymore.
After the whole sushi banquet, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious. They ate whatever sushi the female chef prepared. They all tasted sushi wrapped in new sub, sea urchin, peony shrimp, abalone and so on.
Until the last time the female chef served a cheese tamagoyaki as the final dessert, Zhao Xi was still licking her lips.
Of course Shang Shanlan (Lee Yongyuan) knows that this is not necessarily her expression of delicious food and admiration to the chef, but that she is not full yet.