However, the process of cooking by Mr.
Yang Ming, no matter how you look at it, is a pleasure.
After being reminded by Yuji Iwai, Kyogoku Nada's attention also hit Yang Ming's body, and the coherence between each movement can be described as flowing water.
It's not as fast as some chefs, but it's very comfortable.
Is this Yang Ming's strength?
Unconsciously, behind Kyogoku Nada, there was a person standing.
He turned around, and the middle-aged man standing behind him stared ahead, his eyes fixed on the busy Yang Ming.
"What do you think" Seeing the middle-aged man coming back, Fukuchi Sheng asked in a deep voice.
"I think it's pretty good, but we won't know until the dish is ready.
However, in terms of the speed of cooking, it may be a little faster than you expect.
The middle-aged man bowed his head and explained.
"Hmph, this kid is disobedient.
We'll see how he's cooking later.
Fu Di Sheng closed his eyes, sniffed his nose, and smelled a strong fragrance, and the old man suddenly came to his senses, "It seems that it is better than I imagined." ” Speed and quality, can you really have both?
Fu Disheng didn't wait too long, and it was only about twenty minutes before Yang Ming rang the bell in the kitchen.
The middle-aged man immediately walked to the kitchen door and took over the dining car launched by Yang Ming.
Kyogoku Nada looked at the food truck in front of him and hurriedly took two photos with his camera.
At the front of the trolley is a small ice bucket with a glass of red wine placed diagonally, and behind the wine are four plates with lids. "10 years haut Ion" Fukuchi Sheng looked at the label on the red wine, and frowned slightly, "I didn't expect you to provide red wine here." ” "You're spending so much money, and you're definitely going to feel like you're getting your money's worth."
Yang Ming said with a smile.
Kyogoku Nada hears haut ion's name immediately glanced at the red wine in Fudisheng's hand, and his eyes showed envy and longing. haut ION is a red wine from the Obian Estate, a high-quality wine from the traditional eight famous wineries, and the price is also very high in the market.
I thought that Yang Ming's dish was just a simple main dish, but I didn't expect such a high-end red wine.
Fukuchi Sheng frowned, and handed the red wine to the middle-aged man dissatisfied.
"This kind of red wine,I drink it often,If I'm just for red wine,,It's definitely going to the red wine estate.,It definitely won't take so long.,Wind and dust Yuanyue School Park.。
I chose you because I cooked this bottle of wine, huh. ” The middle-aged man immediately placed the wine in the ice bucket and placed four plates on the table.
"What about four dishes," Fudisheng looked at Yang Ming suspiciously.
"It's two servings, one large and one small.
The bigger ones are the chicken cutlets, the smaller ones are the mushroom rice, and one of them is yours.
The other meal is a giveaway, but you have to let the two reporters take a picture before they can give it to you.
When you talk to foodie magazines, they should have mentioned it. ” Fukuchi Sheng nodded, and took the two plates that were closer to him, "There is no difference between these two dishes, right?"
"Pretty much the same."
"Okay, Asakura, I'll give you that share."
As he spoke, Fudisheng opened the lid of the plate, and a strong fragrance came with the water vapor.
Fukuchi Sheng took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if every cell was about to be revived.
It smells so good.
Fukuchi Sheng bit his lip tightly, almost moaned, he hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man, and saw that the two reporters had already finished taking pictures of another dish, and immediately said to the middle-aged man: "Asakura, don't move your dish first." ” "Huh" Yuji Iwai and Kyogoku Nada swallowed their saliva and looked at Asakura in disbelief.
"Yes, sir."
Asakura tried his best to restrain himself, and finally did not make a rude move.
Fukuchi Sheng picked up a knife and fork with his left and right hands, and effortlessly cut the chicken thighs, forked up some small pieces of chicken, dipped them in the sauce, and put them in his mouth, and the delicious chicken quickly spread in his mouth.
The chicken is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and under the gentle bite of the teeth, it is quickly passed in the mouth with the rich gravy and delicious sauce.
The fat that seeped into the chicken also flowed out after cooking, and the fragrant flavor hit Fukuchi Mori's face like a punch.
After shaking it from side to side twice, Fukuchi Sheng came back to consciousness.
"Master, are you okay?"
Asakura immediately stepped forward and helped Fukuchi Sheng.
"It's okay.
Sorry, a bit rude.
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Fukuchi Sheng sat up straight and took two deep breaths, but the rosiness on his face did not dissipate.
"The moment I tried the chicken, I thought it was French chicken Bresie.
The delicate and smooth texture of the chicken, combined with the fact that the meat is soaked in grease in the gaps, gave me the illusion that it was soaked in grease.
But after careful aftertaste, it is slightly different from the French chicken Bressy.
Although the meat quality of the chicken thighs is also not bad, there are still some gaps with Bresse chicken.
Fukuchi Sheng nodded.
"I'm sorry I didn't have time to use Chicken Bresse because of the tight schedule" "It's fine if you don't."
Fukuchi Sheng waved his hand again and again, interrupting Yang Ming's words, "Compared to using Bresse chicken to make exquisite dishes, I prefer to use ordinary chicken, and to make dishes similar to Bress chicken, only by throwing out the influence of ingredients, can you see a chef's true cooking skills."
Your cooking skills are really worth the price.
Asakura, another dish, also belongs to me. ” "Yes, sir."
Asakura glanced at a chicken steak and wild mushroom rice on the table, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Yuji Iwai and Kyogoku Nada were dumbfounded.
Tokyo Purple Emblem Food Club is one of the best foodies in Tokyo.
As the founder, Fukuchi Sheng has a deep understanding of cooking.
Being able to make him full of praise and take two of the same dishes at the same time is enough to prove the excellence of Yang Ming's dish.
After finishing the two dishes in Fukuchi Sheng, he leaned back on his seat contentedly, staring at Yang Ming with his eyes.
"It's really not expensive to eat this dish for 800,000 yen."
Fukuchi Sheng let out a sigh of relief, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, you can like it."
Yang Ming also smiled politely.
"Can you answer me a question," Fudi Sheng looked at Yang Ming curiously.
"You say."
"When are you going to open a restaurant, I mean a restaurant in the true sense of the word."
Fukuchi Sheng asked seriously.
"True meaning" Yang Ming rubbed his chin and frowned slightly.
Is it true that you have your own restaurant, is it to open a small shop in Yang Ming in the world of the spirit of the halberd?
"Maybe another year":