Erina Nagikiri's explanation is very in place, in this evaluation of Erina Nagikiri, Yang Ming also learned that there is indeed a problem with his dish, at the beginning he only thought of how to make a distinctive dish to make everyone feel amazing, but did not take into account the factors of the season, and most of the ingredients selected are not produced in season. \ After hearing the host announce the end of the halberd showdown, the audience left the scene in an orderly manner.
Although everyone has some doubts about the result of the draw, there are still two games in the future, which is enough to really distinguish the winner and loser.
It didn't take long for the originally large number of people to play in the venue, but in an instant, only the staff remained.
In addition to the commentator of the old man with a ghostly tongue, the other two referees greeted Yang Ming and left one after another.
This halberd duel has officially come to an end.
"Boss, the dish you just made looks delicious, can we have a full meal for the staff today" Hanabi trotted from the audience to Yang Ming's side.
Yang Ming touched Huahuo's head and said, "No problem, you can eat as much as you want, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't pay attention, you will easily grow into a little fat man if you eat too much." ” "Slightly" Hanaby stuck out her tongue cutely, and said arrogantly: "I won't eat fat man" With that, Hanabi jumped away and went back to the shop to get ready.
In the end, there were only a few people left on this huge stage, and someone was directing the staff present to clean up the makeshift stage.
Yang Ming invited the old man with a ghost tongue to sit in his restaurant, and the old man with a ghost tongue gladly accepted.
For a famous food critic like Old Man Ghost, his time is precious, and he has to run back and forth between cities around the world every day, tasting and suggesting food for some of the famous five-star restaurants.
The old man with the ghost tongue did not rely on the old man because of his identity, but walked all the way to his restaurant with Yang Ming.
On the way, the two discussed a lot of questions about food, for Yang Ming is so young, but he has rich insights on ingredients, the ghost-tongued old man was also very shocked when he heard it, and even some things that he had never heard of.
The ghost-tongued old man took out a card from his arms and handed it to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming took the card, and the words "Kudo Kiyoto" were written on it, and there was also a personal phone number.
"If you don't mind, I'll call you Yang Ming, about your cooking this time, I guess you should have used an ability from Huaxia."
The old man's words made Yang Ming look stunned for a moment, and his footsteps stopped for a moment, but he adjusted his state very well.
Yang Ming had an indifferent expression on his face and replied: "Master Qingyuan, I don't quite understand what you just said, what Huaxia's ability, you are talking about kung fu, Bruce Lee's kind" In fact, Yang Ming's inadvertent expression just now had betrayed him, and the ghost-tongued old man didn't ask much, he had already got the answer to what he wanted to know.
He also knew that a person like Yang Ming, who was at a young age but had a level comparable to a world-class chef, would of course have his own secrets, and of course, the secret that he was not related to him would not be revealed to him.
Well, it has to be said, what a wonderful misunderstanding.
The ghost-tongued old man didn't know that this world had a magical power called chakra, and he couldn't be blamed for sitting in the well and watching the sky.
The two chatted all the way and entered Yang Ming's shop.
At this time, there was still some time before noon, and in order to greet the guest of the ghost-tongued old man, Yang Ming took out a large plate of cucumbers from the kitchen refrigerator.
The ghost-tongued old man waved his hand, "Yang Ming, you don't need to be so polite, I'm just here to sit down." ” The old man didn't say the words after that, but he was obviously a little embarrassed, after all, cucumbers are generally a home-cooked dish for civilians, used to greet guests, and it is really not a scene on such occasions.
It would be nice to eat a watermelon What the hell is a cucumber "Master Qingyuan just looks at it, I believe it will not disappoint you."
Glancing at the ghostly tongue old man who had fallen into a stupor, Yang Ming smiled slightly: "I'm ready to start, although it has begun to enter summer, the weather is already very hot, and the heat is very strong, since Master Qingyuan has come from afar, then I will present a cool dish, I hope you can like it."
Cucumber dish It's kind of interesting The ghost-tongued old man thought so, and then Yang Ming moved.
There was an astonishing chill on his right hand, and soon several chopsticks made of ice condensed appeared in his hand, placing the ice chopsticks neatly in the corner of the table, and then taking out the cucumbers from the large plate one by one and placing them on the chopsticks.
"Not bad" The ghost-tongued old man's eyes lit up, and he had already seen that Yang Ming was extraordinary in just a few preparatory actions.
Yang Ming's mastery of the Ice Escape Blood Inheritance Limit is perfect, and the ingredients are placed on the ice chopsticks to prevent the food from getting dusty, although the old man with the ghost tongue doesn't know much about the power system of the Hokage world, this little action makes the old man with the ghost tongue very satisfied, famous commentators like them are very particular about eating, at least in this regard, Yang Ming is a very strict person about eating.
Until the end, Yang Ming had a cucumber left in his hand.
Yang Ming pinched the tail of the cucumber in his left hand and slowly lifted it, although this was not provided by the system, but the cucumber bought in the village did not quite meet Yang Ming's requirements, but the problem was not too big, looking at the cucumber in his hand, Yang Ming seemed to have forgotten everything around him, and slowly condensed an ice blade in his right hand, keeping it still.
The ghost-tongued old man couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw Yang Ming standing there motionless like this, he didn't know what Yang Ming was doing, or if he was playing tricks, and his face was unclear However, he just wanted to urge Yang Ming to hurry up, but he couldn't help but be confused Finally, Yang Ming moved, to be precise, his right hand holding the skate blade moved, his left hand was still pinching the tail of the cucumber, and the skate blade in his right hand brought up a light blue knife light, and gently cut into the cucumber's head two inches down.
This is the first cut.
"Ahem" The ghost-tongued old man coughed dryly and almost laughed, and after watching it for a long time, it turned out to be just a one-size-fits-all cut on a cucumber.
However, soon he couldn't laugh, because Yang Ming's wrist gently flipped another knife, this knife, under the previous knife, a thin cucumber slice appeared, the most amazing thing is that this cucumber is connected to the top and bottom respectively, only a slight point, according to common sense, the weight of the cucumber head below should be completely able to break it, but it is still connected.
A thick shock flashed in the eyes of the ghost-tongued old man: "What a precise knife technique":