Chapter 871 I Won’t Go to a Three-Star Michelin Restaurant

Then, he came back to his senses and murmured in a low voice: "No, it only took 40 minutes to cook. Even if it looks good on the outside, the taste on the inside is disappointing enough. Just watch, this uncle will soon Let his confidence crumble!"

Kuga Teruki said, but his eyes never moved away.

Because the uncle has already started to taste it.

He cut off a corner of the beef with a knife and slowly put it into his mouth.

Immediately, the rich aroma of meat and the sweet taste of red wine began to spread in the mouth.

This was the first feeling at the entrance, and then the uncle bit it.

As the beef is squeezed and chewed, the soup contained in the meat quickly fills the mouth, bringing a different kind of surprise.

Gulu.

The beef goes down the esophagus and enters the flavor.

"It's delicious." The uncle relaxed and smiled a little on his stern face. "If I had to give an evaluation, I would say..."

However, as soon as he said this, his expression suddenly changed.

His smile turned into surprise, and his eyes widened, showing considerable shock.

Seeing this, Yang Ming smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, this dish will show its true form only after you swallow the beef."

"What……!"

Without him having to say anything, the uncle had already felt it. The warm feeling rippled in his stomach and then spread throughout his body.

A warm feeling starts from the stomach and spreads to the limbs and bones. A stream of heat circulates in the body, like a mother's hand caressing it, making people happy.

All the muscles in the uncle's body were completely relaxed, and his tense face relaxed, revealing a very peaceful expression.

He seemed to have returned to his pure white babyhood, lying in his mother's warm arms and quietly listening to a lullaby.

All the fatigue and anxious mood slowly disappeared under this gentle soothing.

"Uncle actually showed such an expression!"

The guests nearby were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

"An elderly man actually smiled as if he was meeting his first love! What on earth is that chef's cooking?"

Not only them, but Teruki Kuaga, who had been observing Yang Ming with his peripheral vision, was stunned.

He couldn't help but look at Yang Ming, but saw that the other party still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was not surprised by this result.

"Are you curious?" Suddenly, Yang Ming showed a faint smile, "Would you like to try it? In my motherland, a perfect dish must pay attention to six points, color, flavor, intention, shape and nourishment. My cooking skills are limited and I can't make it. It covers all aspects, but I am quite confident in the three aspects of fragrance, taste and nourishment.”

As he spoke, he had already picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece, and put it into Kuga Teruki's mouth.

"Well!"

Before Kuga Teruki had time to refuse, a small piece of beef was stuffed into his mouth that was slightly open due to surprise.

As soon as the beef entered the mouth, the soup quickly flowed over the tongue, and Kuga Teruki's big bright eyes suddenly widened.

The sweetness of red wine, the aroma of beef, a trace of alcohol, and the flavors of various side dishes all come together and explode in your mouth.

It feels like living on the prairie, where a person has gotten rid of his restraints, let go of his shame, taken off all his clothes, returned to nature, run to his heart's content, and sang to his heart's content.

A group of healthy cows living in the grassland galloped past in full spirit.

"So happy……"

Kuga Teruki had never felt his body so relaxed. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw that these cows running past each had Yang Ming's face, with a slight smile on their lips.

"Ah!" Kuga Teruki was startled.

"How do you feel?" Yang Ming didn't know the fantasy in Kuga Teruki's mind. Seeing his intoxicated face, Yang Ming asked with a smile.

"Eh? That... is so soft, it feels like it's melting," Teruki Kuga felt his cheeks getting hot. Although he was still arrogant in his heart, in the face of absolute strength, he had to admit that Yang Ming's cooking skills were better than his.

However, the question in Kuga Teruki's mind became more serious: "But, why is it so soft?"

In his opinion, it cannot be achieved in forty minutes for medium-rare beef to achieve this level of tenderness.

Although he had stewed beef in red wine before, this was the first time he had eaten beef stew that was so soft and had such a wonderful flavor.

"Because of the 119 cuts!" At this time, the uncle said, "The chef cut the surface of the frozen beef before simmering it. This technique is very common, but it is impossible to do it like him. You can’t tell if you look closely, but this is a magical skill! I have been a food critic for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen someone cook this home-cooked dish in such a unique way, greatly improving the softness. and taste.”

This uncle is actually a food critic?

Everyone was a little surprised, but the uncle's evaluation just now was reasonable and well-founded, but they were sincerely convinced.

pity.

Hearing this, Yang Ming chuckled and interrupted, "No, uncle, it's not 119 knives. It's 72 knives for diagonal cuts on the front, 36 knives for pull cuts on both sides, and 21 knives for the bottom slice, a total of 129 knives!"

"Did I miss it?" The uncle murmured in surprise, and then asked: "Little brother, where did you learn your knife skills? It is impossible to have knife skills of your level without more than ten years of training. To achieve this, it also requires an excellent master and superb talent.”

Hearing this, Yang Ming didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Could it be that he was able to tell the truth with the help of the system?

This would be scary!

Seeing this, the uncle did not force himself and sighed softly and said: "If you are interested, I can introduce you to a three-star Michelin restaurant. For a talented chef like you, staying in this small restaurant is simply a waste of you." s life!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Kuga Teruki's mouth twitched sharply. Although he had the intention to refute, this Chinese restaurant was indeed not top-notch.

Next to me, the elder sister who had just eaten Qiansi Fried Pork was also shocked. She covered her mouth and it took her a long time to realize, "Brother, this is a good opportunity. That is a three-star Michelin restaurant. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

However, Yang Ming calmly interrupted and said: "No. Thank you very much for the invitation, uncle. However, cooking is a very complicated skill. It is as boundless as the ocean, with countless islands on it, all different. I don't want to Staying in one place for too long. Besides, I’m not the chef of this restaurant. I have my own little shop.”

After hearing what he said, the uncle closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then nodded and said: "If this is your decision, I respect your decision. If you change your mind, you can ask me at any time."

With that said, the uncle took out a business card and handed it to Yang Ming.

"alright, thank you very much."

The people around him were already petrified, and no one expected this outcome.

Some people would refuse the opportunity to go to a three-star Michelin restaurant, which is hard to buy!