One Piece: Master Teacher Kaido, Online Teaching

Chapter 438 Cooking That Doesn't Shine Is Not Good Cooking

Capital City, Yingxian Tower.

In the lobby on the first floor, all the tables and chairs were pulled away, leaving only two long tables for tasting dishes.

The content of the competition is the most representative traditional food in the land of flowers.

Mapo tofu!

"I lost!"

The chef of Yingxianlou knelt on the ground, unable to believe that he would lose to a yellow-haired girl, but in front of the overwhelming delicious food, he was convinced to lose!

At this moment, the guests were all gathered around Hongling's table, drenched in sweat.

"It's so delicious, I can't stop eating it!"

"Ma! Spicy! Fresh! Fragrant!"

"Chef Hongling's mapo tofu fully demonstrates the essence of the country of flowers, which is amazing!"

"I feel like I'm on the grassland, riding a strong horse, and I feel more relaxed physically and mentally than ever before!"

"Obviously the same ingredients are used, and the cooking process is the same, why is there such a big difference in taste!"

It wasn't until the ten plates of mapo tofu were all eaten that the guests put down their spoons and were full of praise.

After discussing for a while, the diner representative came out, raised his hand and said, "I declare that Chef Hongling's cooking skills are even better!"

"Yeah! I won!"

Hongling jumped up happily. Although the opponent this time is not very strong, as long as he can win in cooking, that is the happiest thing.

After the result was announced, the diner representative came to Hongling and asked anxiously: "Chef Hongling, may I ask, why is your mapo tofu so delicious?"

The same is Mapo Tofu, Chef Hongling's dishes are far superior to Chef Yingxianlou's craftsmanship in terms of appearance, spicy and delicious flavors.

He also knew that it was presumptuous to ask such a question. Chefs all have their own secret skills, so how could they easily tell outsiders.

Probably some special seasoning!

The diner representative quickly added: "Chef Hongling, if it's inconvenient, it's okay not to say, I'm just curious."

"It's okay, it's actually the heat!"

Hongling doesn't care about this, and satisfying diners' curiosity about food is also one of the chef's responsibilities.

"I am very sensitive to the temperature of the fire, and I am also very good at adjusting the temperature of the fire. This is the biggest secret of my victory!"

"I see!"

The diners suddenly realized.

I have heard it before that a first-class chef must be good at controlling the heat.

The doubts were resolved, and everyone retreated contentedly, but they did not leave. They still wanted to see how the Yingxian Tower would end.

If you are playing in a martial arts gym, you will take away the signboard hanging on the opponent's gate if you win!

The boss's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he never thought that he would lose. If he let the opponent leave in a swaggering way, Yingxian Tower would be reduced to a laughing stock!

"Chef Little Hongling, do you dare to compete again?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Hongling straightened out her shriveled chest.

As long as it is a cooking competition, she has no reason to back down.

"good!"

The boss pointed to the ceiling with treacherous eyes.

"My Yingxian Building has a total of twelve floors. The higher the number of floors, the more distinguished guests are entertained, and the chef's skills are more exquisite!"

"If you can defeat all the chefs in Yingxianlou, I will kneel down and admit my mistake in public, and I will present the plaque with both hands!"

"How about it, dare to accept it?"

Leaving aside the level of culinary skills, there are twelve floors in Yingxian Building, that is, there are twelve competitions, and if you get tired, you can beat the opponent to the ground!

"Okay, I'll take it!"

Hong Ling complied and said, "But I don't want your plaque. If I win, you just need to promise me one thing."

"Don't say one thing, even if it's ten things, it doesn't matter, the premise is that you can win!"

The boss snorted, waved his sleeves, and made an inviting gesture.

"Please, Chef Hongling!"

"Um!"

Hong Ling can also feel the other party's unfriendly attitude, but this time he came to the kick hall, wanting to meet a good chef is only one of the reasons, there is another reason.

The girl looked at Yamato, who had licked up the plate and his mouth was full of grease, and waved to her with a smile.

"Let's go upstairs!"

"Come on, 3, come quickly."

Yamato hurriedly followed, this kind of free food and drink opportunity is rare, if only Hong Ling could keep on competing.

When the three of them reached the second floor, the competition venue was ready, and the diners were all in high spirits. Just now they wanted to go downstairs to watch the excitement.

The chef in charge of the second floor was tall and tall, with his thick arms folded together, and he did not hide the contempt in his eyes.

The boss narrowed his eyes: "Chef Hongling, you are here to kick the restaurant, so we will decide the dishes for the competition, is it okay?"

"No problem at all."

Hong Ling is full of self-confidence, following her grandfather to travel all over the world, she has seen all kinds of cooking skills, and she is enough to deal with such a small scene.

"Dangdang!"

The boss rang the bell, and immediately a scroll fell from the top between the two desks, with the word "fried rice" written on it.

He didn't dare to compete with Mapo Tofu anymore.

Soon, several attendants worked together to lift out the wooden barrel containing the rice, and the amount far exceeded the expectations of the diners.

"The content of this competition is enough fried rice for a hundred people!"

Fried rice for 100 people, for the average chef, the physical exertion alone is enough to cause headaches, let alone the other party is a little girl.

Many diners frowned, and could see that the boss was deliberately targeting them, but since the other party came to the door, they had to be prepared accordingly.

"It's so easy this time."

Hongling was a little surprised, she didn't expect this competition to be so simple.

When she was on the ship, she was responsible for the three meals a day of the crew every day, and the workload was much more than this.

"Hongling, I'll help you!"

Yamato came up, and both sides of the competition can bring assistants to help with cutting vegetables, otherwise the competition time will be lengthened several times.

Hong Ling looked at Yamato with his hands on his hips.

"You want to steal it!"

"Who wants to steal it!"

Yamato spoke insincerely, eyes and mouth Kakuzu turned away.

Hong Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. During the competition on the first floor just now, because someone stole the food, she made a total of fifteen plates of Mapo Tofu.

"Yamato, do you have a taste you want?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Yamato was overwhelmed with surprise. He recalled the story his father had told her in his mind, and his face was filled with anticipation.

"I want to eat golden fried rice that glows!"

"Glowing golden fried rice???"

Hong Ling's hand holding the big spoon froze, why hadn't she heard of this kind of fried rice, and what does it mean to be glowing?

Food still glows?

No, she can't allow herself to have cooking knowledge that she doesn't know.

Hong Ling grabbed Yamato very seriously and asked, "Yamato, what do you mean by glowing golden fried rice?"

"Huh? Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Yamato rolled up his sleeves and excitedly picked up the spoon. She had practiced golden fried rice many times in private, but none of them would shine.

However, she firmly believes that glowing dishes must exist.

Because it was my father who said it!

(end of this chapter)