A Stall Is Set Up at the Gate of Tōtsuki, And A Food Praise Ten Thousand Times Return

"It's incredible!"

A certain middle-aged man occupies a table to himself.

As soon as he took a bite of the fish-flavored eggplant, his eyes lit up.

As soon as the eggplant block enters the mouth, it is like a bomb thrown into the deep sea, instantly stirring up countless waves.

He even felt a long-lost heart palpitation.

Not frightened by fear.

But after enjoying the food.

The heart beat violently involuntarily.

The eggplant pieces in the mouth are soft.

But with just the right amount of crispness.

That is, the crispness from the eggplant skin.

The eggplant is very soft to chew, and the soup that penetrates into the eggplant meat explodes like a torrent, and the whole mouth is full of sweet and sour taste.

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man in his twenties in the food truck in surprise.

Handsome hairstyle, handsome face, neat clothes, extremely skilled movements.

Those black eyes were sharp and introverted, calm but yet majestic.

Is this the youngest super chef in the world?

Sure enough, he is a talented person with an extraordinary bearing!

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sighed.

Suddenly he thought of his worthless and unfilial son.

Even though he is not much younger than the young man in front of him, why is he still accomplishing nothing?

Even when I went to Tōtsuki to go to school, I was already in the second year of the higher department, and I hadn't been selected as a leader yet.

Forget it, if you don't want these unhappy things, it will only add to your sadness in the end.

The middle-aged man shook his head secretly.

Currently, he doesn't want to ruin his good mood with the delicious food.

Almost made a move similar to Tian Yu Zhan Zhan just now.

The middle-aged man carefully put the soup into the rice, stirred it evenly, and slowly picked up the bowl.

Glancing at the way people around him eat eggplant and rice, he snorted softly and shook his head self-servingly.

"A group of Dongying people don't understand the beauty of this dish at all.

“Only fish-flavored eggplant with rice is the most orthodox way to eat!”

Putting his head down and taking a bite, the middle-aged man couldn't help but praise again: "The more you chew, the more fragrant it is. It has both a crispy taste and a soft chewiness."

"The crispy texture of the eggplant skin represents the chef's perfect control over the oil temperature; and the soft eggplant flesh, only with absolute control over the cooking time can it show such a rich sense of layering."

The middle-aged man talking to himself immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

In fact, Akemi Miyano had discovered this strange middle-aged man a long time ago.

Every time someone wants to sit at his table, they will be blocked invisible.

There is a faint coercion on this person, which makes ordinary people stay away subconsciously.

Fortunately, there were quite a lot of vacant seats, and it was still enough for the time being, so Akemi Miyano didn't care about him.

otherwise~

The strength of a middle-aged man is not enough for Akemi Miyano.

Miyano Akemi didn't realize that after being reincarnated as an angel, her mentality also changed greatly.

In the past, she would not have dared to provoke a 'big man' like the other party.

Of course Chu Feng heard the middle-aged man's evaluation, and after being a little dazed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yo, did you meet a colleague?

It is impossible for ordinary gourmets to be able to accurately tell the uniqueness of eggplant meat and skin.

Erina, who had re-chopped some pork stuffing, looked up and happened to see the middle-aged man.

Frowning slightly, Erina asked in confusion, "Yue Huadeng? Why is he here?"

"Yue Huadeng?"

Chu Feng was slightly taken aback.

Inside the food halberd, is there this person?

He'd never heard of it anyway.

Erina gave the guy next to her a strange look.

"You don't know him?"

"Is he famous? I must know him?"

Chu Feng rolled his eyes and shrugged slightly.

"Yue Huadeng, the gourmet crocodile in Neon Chinatown, the founder of Yuejialou, and one of the only three super chefs in Neon!"

Erina sighed helplessly.

When it comes to cooking, Chu Feng cannot be troubled by many things.

But about the culinary world, half-understood.

then~

She saw Chu Feng looking at herself with a strange look.

That means it seems to say...

There are only three special chefs in your neon cuisine industry, and one of them is from Longguo. Isn't this too hip?

Somehow, Erina can always read each other's eyes.

She gave Chu Feng an annoyed look, and Erina sighed, "Don't think that everyone is like you. Improving your cooking skills is as easy as drinking water and eating. It's very, very difficult to advance to a nine-star chef..."

Ms. Nakiri actually used redundancies.

It is conceivable how complicated the mood is at this time.

"Oh~"

Chu Feng replied nonchalantly.

Anyway, his leveling up depends on critical strikes, so he doesn't have any troubles in this regard.

He just looked at Yue Huadeng again, his eyes were a little complicated.

like~

Looking at a traitor!

As a Chinese, he became the special chef of Neon Country.

Isn't this similar to the traitors in the history of previous lives?

oh~ forgot~~

The Dragon Kingdom in this world is very powerful, and there is no history of blood-stained China at all.

"What's the origin of this Yuejialou?"

Chu Feng was slightly curious.

After setting up a stall for two months, he has traveled a lot.

I dare not say that I have visited Tokyo all over, but there are also seven or eight eight.

Why haven't I seen any Yuejialou before?

"Yuejia Building is located in the Kanto region, and there are shops in Izu and Hengyang."

"Yue Hua's family has been rooted in Nihong (Li Liao Zhao) for many years. Ever since Yue Hua was promoted to special chef, they have gained a pivotal position in the culinary world, but..."

"What is this old guy doing in Tokyo now? Could it be that they plan to open a branch here?"

Erina knew that Chu Feng didn't understand the world of neon cuisine, so after explaining, she fell into deep thought.

It is no small matter for a special chef to leave his base camp and rule out the possibility of visiting relatives and friends.

As for Yue Hua's clan, apart from Yue Huadeng's useless son, Yue Huaquan, they have no other friends in Dong Jing.

With the promotion of the food industry, the Nakiri family is now paying attention to the food industry all the time, and they know the details of the Yue Hua family.

As for visiting my son?

As for the product that was lucky enough not to be eliminated by Tōtsuki, it was not worth Yue Huadeng's trip in person.

After a moment of hesitation, Erina took out her phone and sent a message to Senzaemon. .