The angry Ye Gui almost broke the table with one palm strike!
Several nearby diners were startled when they heard the noise.
What's going on?
The waiter immediately went over and asked: "Sir, is there anything wrong?"
"Your West Lake Vinegar Fish is said to be grass carp caught from the West Lake, but this grass carp was bought from outside and then soaked in the West Lake. Although it has been hungry for two days, the earthy smell is hidden in the bones.
But you can’t cover it up!”
"So this is the swimming fish you bought!"
The waiter still wanted to argue, but Ye Gui said directly: "Who is the chef making this dish now? Sun Zhigui? Hu Qiang? Or He Ye? Let them come to see me together!"
Seeing this impressive figure, he was very familiar with the names of several chefs.
And they were very rude when pronouncing their names!
He seems to be a very powerful person!
"Okay, please wait a moment. The chef this time is Sun Zhigui. I'm going to call him over right now!"
The waiter left quickly, and Ye Gui said with a dark face: "For such a big store to use this kind of fish as a substandard product, it is really ruining its reputation!"
With his attitude towards food, it is acceptable for everyone to be so angry.
Just imagine, everyone goes there for the reputation and authenticity.
As a result, I spent my money and got a bunch of rubbish.
Tell me about this, are you angry or not?
You merchants can’t treat us as big grievances!
"Support the God of Cookery. Such a big store still fakes, can it be worthy of us? Geneva, refund your money!"
"Refund the money. Although I haven't eaten there, I will never eat there again in my life!"
"Money back!"
The barrage was filled with the sound of refunding money.
Soon, Sun Zhigui came over with a worried look on his face.
When he heard the waiter's description, he guessed who the visitor was. After seeing the person's appearance clearly, he was immediately sure.
He knelt down with a bang: "Master God of Cookery, you are finally here, you have to stand up for us!"
ah?
Ye Gui and the audience were dumbfounded at the same time!
What's going on?
Ye Gui was about to lose his temper, but the other party suddenly knelt down and stunned him!
Faced with this scene, Ye Gui could only say: "Get up first and talk about it later if you have anything to do!"
Sun Zhigui stood up and explained: "Master God of Cookery, the thing is like this. Half a year ago, a group of chefs came from the Japanese country and said they wanted to compete. The prize was some of Lin'an's aquatic products, but Master Liu led the team and lost. Later,
Every month Master Liu will lead a team to compete, but he fails every time. Every time he fails, he loses a part of the aquatic product market. If he loses again this time, then the entire aquatic product market in Lin'an will be owned by Japanese chefs!"
"We have no choice about this fish. We can only buy grass carp from other places, and then soak it in it for a few days. It can suppress the taste by making it a little heavier, but you still eat it!"
When Ye Guiyi heard about the competition, he was surprised: "There is such a thing! How many people do you compete with each time?"
"Three people compete, two out of three games!"
"What's the result?"
"Results...results..." Sun Zhigui began to tremble.
Seeing his reaction, Ye Gui asked: "Isn't it possible that he didn't win a game?"
"Yes, six months and eighteen consecutive defeats!"
The water friends became anxious: "Oh my god, 18 consecutive defeats? Losing to the Japanese country? Isn't it a shame?"
"What are these? My grandma can win a sentence if she cooks them. Is the chef of Zhejiang cuisine so bad?"
"You're just talking about the top ten famous chefs in Zhejiang cuisine? It turns out they are all a bunch of talkers without practicing!"
Everyone was anxious and mocking, Ye Gui muttered: "Impossible, no matter what, Liu Feng is still the best in Zhejiang cuisine. I know that his cooking skills are not more than three times higher than him in the whole Daxia."
People, and there are almost no foreigners, unless..."
"Unless Soma Kohei, the best chef in Japan, takes action, right?"
Sun Zhigui nodded and said, "That's him. His cooking skills are so great that we can't fight back!"
"Not only him, but several of the apprentices he taught are also very powerful!"
Ye Gui understood: "Where is Liu Feng? Take me to see him!"
Sun Zhigui looked happy: "Master God of Cookery, are you ready to take action?"
"Unless Xing Ping Soma takes action, those individuals don't need me to take action. Take me to find Liu Feng!"
After knowing what happened, Ye Gui's tone became much better.
Sun Zhigui stood up immediately: "Yes, Master God of Cookery, Master Liu will be very happy to know that you are here!"
He immediately took Ye Gui to Liu Feng's home.
Soon after arriving at Liu Feng's home by the West Lake, Sun Zhigui knocked on the door: "Master, the God of Cookery is here!"
He opened the door at once, and there was a smell coming from inside the house.
"Why are things burned? Liu Feng's level is getting worse and worse!"
Ye Gui covered his nose and walked into the house. On the right was the kitchen.
However, the kitchen at this moment was filled with thick smoke and it was impossible to see anything clearly.
Ye Gui opened the window, and the pungent smell made the two of them almost cough up their throats.
"Master?"
Sun Zhigui covered his nose and found the master who was cooking. At this moment, Liu Feng was wearing a gas mask.
In his hand was an iron pot that was burned black.
There is a dark mass in the middle of the iron pot.
As the thick smoke gradually dissipated, everyone could see clearly what the dark thing was.
It’s just a dark thing!
And the surface layers gradually fell off, revealing the red stars inside.
"Is this a nuclear reactor?"
"It turns out that the real masters are hidden in the catering industry. There are mages, and now there are nuclear engineers?"
"Fuck you, what the hell is this nuclear engineer?"
Ye Gui carried Liu Feng out of the kitchen.
"Master Liu, wake up!"
He took off Liu Feng's gas mask and found that Liu Feng's eyes were red.
This is not crying, but being smoked!
Master Liu was woken up by Ye Gui.
"Chef Ye, why are you here?"
he murmured.
"Hell, if I don't come back you're going to blow up your house. I just lost a few times, what's the big deal!"
Ye Gui comforted him: "When we competed in the imperial dining room before, you lost to me not just once or twice, but why did you lose to so many foreigners like this?"
"This is not the real you!" Ye Gui reminded.
Liu Feng said: "But Master God of Cookery, I seem to have lost my sense of taste!"