My system can be changed

What the hell!

Once the Chinese get a Yu Xing, he really doesn't guarantee that the United States will also get a "Mi Xing", and the Bangzi Country will get a "Three Star".
"Gudu."

Swallowing his saliva, Perikles waved his hand in a panic and called Pauline who was sitting on the sofa.

Pauline blinked her large Catslane eyes, and a distinct scent of Chanel wafted into the air, making Perikles even more agitated.

"What's the matter, Minister, Elvis' mission failed?"

Pauline looked at Minister Pericles who was pacing in the room in amazement, feeling sorry for him.

Alas, I didn't expect that just a suggestion from Brother Yu's fans could scare the top executive of the Michelin star rating who dominates the food industry into such a virtue.

Pericle scratched the sparse hair on his head, sighed and said:
"Hey, Pauline, look at the current public opinion, the market value of our Michelin has shrunk by at least one percent last night!"

The only disadvantage after being listed is that it is easy to make you panic. The previously inflated stock price may shrink rapidly under the negative public opinion, and eventually turn into nothingness, and there is nothing left.

Outsiders are not optimistic about Michelin for three reasons.

First, Brother Yu's current prestige is still much higher than that of Michelin, which is also due to the propaganda of the United States.

The second is dissatisfaction with the Michelin star rating, and the third is the media's desire to hype.

Pericle gritted his teeth, slapped the table hard, pointed to the phone beside him, and said with a gloomy face:

"Tell Elvis that the mission schedule has changed this time, so he must give Lin Haoyu the Michelin three-star hat!"

"Okay, I'll go now."

Pauline nodded and immediately called Elvis to inform him of the headquarters' decision.

Elvis, who is far away in China, is naturally not afraid of public opinion, but for the sake of the overall situation, Brother Yu must wear this hat!

Soon, it was time for the duel.

Lin Haoyu cheered up and washed his cold face, went downstairs and rode a small electric donkey to the scene of the duel.

"Huh, it looks like I have to buy a car, otherwise it would be really inconvenient."

Frowning, looking through the rearview mirror, a large group of reporters and fans behind them were recording the whole process with cannons and guns—well, it was better than the service of the program group.

He rushed to the scene quickly, and before getting out of the car, Lin Haoyu was surrounded by a lot of reporters:
"Brother Yu! May I ask how you feel now?"

"Do you have the confidence to defeat the opponent who challenged you today?"

"Michelin officially stated that it will award you a three-star title. What do you think about this?"

"Brother Yu"

There was a lot of noise, and by the time everyone realized it, the brother Yu they were talking about had already left the crowd and arrived at the gate of the Food Association.

"A group of spicy chickens, still want to stop me?"

Lin Haoyu looked with disdain at a group of reporters who were interviewing stupidly around his battery car, turned around and entered the building, and came to a certain magical hall according to the very conspicuous sign.

The design of the hall is terrible, not only the space becomes smaller, but also ugly.

"It's another group of spicy chickens, without any sense of space and design."

Lin Haoyu looked at a group of Michelin star chefs with disdain again.

Jia Xuntian glanced at Lin Haoyu immediately, paused for a second, then continued to scan the crowd, and said flatly:

"Everyone, we should go to greet the guests, otherwise it will appear that we are uneducated."

After finishing speaking, Jia Xuntian got up from his seat and strode towards Lin Haoyu.

Everyone stood up together with Jia Xuntian in bewilderment, and looked at each other, all of them didn't understand the intention of Mr. Jia, but they had no choice but to follow him up.

Only Jia Qian and Yang Ruiteng were still sitting in their seats, closing their eyes and meditating, without any movement.

"Chef Lin, I, Jia Xuntian, have been famous for a long time."

Jia Xuntian smiled and stretched out his hand in a handshake gesture, quite like a master of a generation.

In fact, this is also the case. Jia Xuntian's status in Kyoto can even be said to be second to none, even Zhao Changyong, the president of another gourmet association in Kyoto city, cannot compare.

Lin Haoyu also slowly stretched out his hands and held them together, smiling:
"President Jia is too famous. I don't know which chefs are going to compete with me today. Why don't we all stand up and compare together, and save time."

boom!
There was silence in the venue, and the smiles on the faces of many chefs suddenly froze and gradually became stiff.

"Fuck! You brat, this is a naked mockery!"

A bad-tempered chef suddenly became angry, his face was shaking constantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly:
"Lin Haoyu, labor and management remember you. Chairman, since this kid wants to die by himself, let's just let him go!"

snort!Want to fight against the entire association on your own?Thank you for thinking it out!
Jia Qian who was sitting there opened her eyes slightly and said loudly:
"Wait! Didn't we make an agreement earlier! Our entire association is dissatisfied with Lin Haoyu, and we will fight against him together. How can we make it happen?"

What's more, there is no gang fight in the food itself, at most it is roughly divided into high and low.

"okay."

Jia Xuntian said calmly, smiled and invited Lin Haoyu to the specially arranged chief stove, and explained softly:
"There are dozens of such open stoves installed in the venue, each chef will choose one, and the judges will watch and score the whole process. I believe in Mr. Lin's strength, but..."

Having said that, Jia Xuntian paused for a few seconds, approached Lin Haoyu, and said in a low voice:
“Michelin thing, well done!”

Even a Michelin three star can immediately refuse this honor, and there are only a few people who can do this.

Not only has it grown the face of our Chinese people, but also carried forward the customs of Chinese food, it can indeed be called an innovator in the Chinese food industry in China!
Before the bewildered Lin Haoyu could react, Jia Xuntian strode back to his seat as a judge, and started talking in English with Elvis who didn't understand Chinese very well.

"Well, President Jia is really a sweetheart."

Lin Haoyu shook his head amusedly, and then observed his stove.

There are two stoves, one is a new gas stove with natural gas, and the other is an old-fashioned wood-burning stove.

Lin Haoyu blinked and thought:

"Yangzhou fried rice, it is more traditional to use firewood, but the smoky taste is not suitable for fried rice"

After much deliberation, the gas stove was finally selected.

The ingredients are very simple, a few eggs, a bowl of rice, a cucumber, ham, meat, corn, etc. are needed for fried rice, and the ingredients are nothing special except salt, oil, soy sauce and vinegar.

In comparison, Jia Qian prepared much richer materials:

Old tofu, soft tofu, salt oil, soy sauce, minced meat, chili, vegetable pepper, light soy sauce, tomato juice
Mapo tofu mainly lies in the juice, so most of the ingredients are in the soup, which is why tomato juice is used.

Yang Ruiteng prepared a famous dish this time, boiled cabbage.

The boiling water is naturally not ordinary boiling water, but the old hen broth that has been boiled for a whole day in advance.

As a traditional Sichuan dish, Yang Ruiteng learned from a Sichuan chef and practiced hard for 20 years before he finally mastered this dish.

Since the broth must be boiled first, the ingredients of boiled cabbage seem to be the least, a pot of soup, just a few small cabbages.

After the preparations were completed, Lin Haoyu held the egg in his palm seriously, opened the fire with one hand, and put the oil barrel beside him.

"Phew, the preparations are complete, and it's almost time to start."

Yesterday I exchanged the Yangzhou Fried Rice making book, which not only raised the taste to a higher level, but also helped Lin Haoyu form his own unique style.

On the jury stage, seeing that everyone was ready, Jia Xuntian glanced deeply at Lin Haoyu, Yang Ruiteng, and Jia Qian who had actually reached that level, and shouted loudly:

"The Michelin Kyoto Tojo Gourmet Association Culinary Competition, starts now!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Haoyu, the only fresh face.

"Strange, this kid is not in a hurry when he faces so many opponents."

Jia Xuntian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly in surprise.

Ordinary people would have been frightened to the point where so many Michelin-starred chefs were fighting together, and their hands would tremble, and they would not be able to perform at a normal level. This kid's psychological quality is different from ordinary people.

"I forgot, this kid's side job is a chef, and his main job is a star."

Jia Xuntian smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook his head. Unexpectedly, the younger generation is more powerful than the other. First, there is Yang Ruiteng who can't speak, and then there is the Samsung Lin Haoyu who is the deputy chef.
Why doesn't their Dongcheng District even have a normal Michelin three-star chef?
Ahem, of course it doesn't include me, Jia Xuntian.

Looking down at the three people at the front with emotion in his heart, Jia Xuntian sighed:

"Back then, if Zhao Changyong hadn't gone to Xicheng District, we would probably be even more lively now."

Originally, there was only one gourmet association in the entire city of Kyoto. Jia Xuntian and Zhao Changyong were both presidents, but in the end, due to disagreements, the two split the association into two, which became the embryonic form of today's One City Double Association.

After finally recovering his senses, Jia Xuntian looked carefully at Yang Ruiteng on the far left.

The most important part of the boiled cabbage made by Yang Ruiteng is the broth, and the material process required is almost the same as that of Lin Haoyu's Tianyu Noodle Candy.

"Soup is the essence of a dish."

Yang Ruiteng calmly poured the finished old hen soup out of the thermos bottle, while meditating in his heart.

In Yang Ruiteng's philosophy, delicious soup is only one step away from delicious food.

On the contrary, if a dish even the soup is disgusting, how would the taste of the dish be?
As its name suggests, the chicken soup is not turbid, and the cabbage is gradually cooked through like boiling water, but it is not bland. In an instant, a fragrance wafts within a five-meter range centered on Yang Ruiteng.