God fucking, who said that the swordfish is only a lot of thorns, the taste is also general, who said that this person is general, Fujiwara wants to beat people, but can not bear to put down the bowl.

"Come on, oh," Fujiwara tasted the rice and knife fish in his mouth.

"It's a fresh and tender taste." Fujiwara squinted slightly and sipped a bite of fish.

The fish of this squid is immediately like a lily petal. The fish is tender and tender, and the savory taste is accompanied by the scent of the rice itself. During this period, the sweet scent of the liqueur is mixed.

Because it is steamed fish rice, when the fish is steamed on a steamed plate, when the rice below is boiled, the fish on the top is also cooked.

Because the fishbone is taken, the sparse steamed plate makes the fish difficult to support, and it will drop directly into the rice. The semi-cooked fish will become scattered pieces, and will be cooked by the hot rice soup. The taste of the sweet wine will also shrink. In the fish, the outer layer of the fish is wrapped in a layer of rice soup.

In this way, when the rice is cooked, the rice soup outside will be absorbed and the delicious and hot fish will be exposed.

And because the liqueur is soaked, the fish will not grow old. Instead, when chewing, a touch of sweet scent directly turns the smell of the fish into a umami taste.

"It's amazing and ingenious. The rice is full of fish, and the rice contains the deliciousness of the fish. It also has a meal and a second." Fujiwara said in his heart, but his face was a little bit annoyed, and then he recovered his look.

"One more time, maybe the water in Miri is much more." Fujiwara is not willing to eat another steamed rice.

"I heard that the more fish, the more delicious the meat, and it is." When I ate the knife and fish in the rice again, Fujiwara could not help but nod.

However, the rice that was bitten in the next moment once again disappointed Fujiwara. The rice was soft and moderate. It was bitten and even had the feeling of rice juice inside, but it was very elastic. The fragrance of the rice itself and the deliciousness of the swordfish were almost nothing. Picky.

I wanted to nod, but halfway through, Fujiwara stopped again. He could still remember that Yuanzhou was just arrogant and unreasonable. How could it be so exaggerated?

"Not bad." At this time, Chu Yu had already finished eating a whole bowl of swordfish steamed rice, and said seriously.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou has nodded of course.

"I just smelled the smell." Chu Yu pointed to the lid that had just been uncovered, and then said.

"So, the cover is opened to me first." Yuanzhou looked at Chu, and then said.

The people around me remembered that when Yuanzhou licked the lid, he took the lid in his hand, and the direction of the gap was toward himself. The direction of the narrow mouth was against the guests.

The astringency is more irritating, so when the astringency and the aroma come out together, the person must first smell the astringency, just like the smell of the smell and the smell. At the same concentration, the person will smell it first. Irritating smell.

When Yuanzhou did this, when the guests smelled it, they all released the scent, and the smell had already been squandered.

Chu Yu is because he is in a direction with Yuanzhou and will notice.

I began to see this scene, and everyone did not pay attention, but now I think of it. Chinese food really needs color and flavor, but for the sake of fragrance, do you need to do this in detail?

"I know, you really deserve to be my enemy!" Chu Yu showed a confident smile.

Yuanzhou did not answer, and his eyes were quite disgusting. He looked at Chu, and he was a big man. So in the middle two, what is the enemy?

Fortunately, Chu Yu did not see the eyes of Yuanzhou, but it would have to be noisy. On the other side, Yuanzhou is not waiting for the next person to order.

As for the intoxicated Dashi Xiujie and the unpredictable Fujiwara on his face, neither of them is considered by Yuanzhou.

"Come on, oh," Dashi Xiujie whispered while eating, and it looked very uncomfortable.

But a bowl of squid steamed rice was only a little, and it was eaten after a while, until he was finished eating.

"I actually finished eating?" Dashi Xiujie looked at the celadon bowl that had not seen it, and frowned at the dissatisfaction. He began to think about the shortcomings of this meal.

Yes, it is a shortcoming. How can he tell Yuanzhou the advantages, naturally he wants shortcomings.

"Gossip, why not." Dashi Xiujie is very picky according to various criteria.

For example, there is such a smell, but found that this knife fish steamed rice do not say the smell, even a trace of cockroaches, Dashi Xiujie found this fact after anxious.

"砰", Dashi Xiujie directly put down the bowl, he really wants to answer as Yuanzhou said at the time: except that it is not good, everything else is very good.

But looking at the bottom of the bowl, and Yuanzhou's confident eyes, it is difficult to say this.

No such embold.

"How." Yuanzhou's voice is cold, still the same as usual, neither ridiculous nor showing off.

But Dashi Xiujie heard the sound of "squeaky" on his face, and even felt subconsciously.

After all, he said in front of it, Yuanzhou's craftsmanship is just general, and certainly can't do the fish's cooking. Who knows that such a simple fish dish is from knife to seller, and the taste is defeated by all aspects.

"And Mr. Fujiwara Kazuo did not say anything, I was superficial." Dashi Xiujie is a dead duck with a bad rotten mouth.

"Please." Yuanzhou nodded, then gestured to Fujiwara.

Dashi Xiujie was more active than Yuanzhou. He turned around and asked, "How? Is there any problem with this steamed rice? Please tell me."

Dashi Xiujie is anxious, but his tone of conversation with Fujiwara is very respectful, but the expectations on his face are unobstructed.

Just waiting for Fujiwara to say what shortcomings, so that you can report the hatred of the last Japanese exchange meeting.

"How?" Dashi Xiujie looked forward to Fujiwara.

"Oh." Fujiwara put down the bowl and spoon and turned to get ready to go.

"What's wrong with you?" Dashi Xiujie was a bit forced between the moments. He didn't respond to what was happening. He asked the subconscious.

"There are many words." In the Japanese language used by Fujiwara, it is only ready to leave.

"Professor Fujiwara, what is your opinion." At this time, Yuanzhou spoke up.

Yuanzhou's tone is light and steady, like a chat, but it is quite sharp, obviously not allowing Fujiwara to easily exit after unceremonious contempt for his craft.

I want to know that the "stick of the shackles" Yuanzhou is listening to the ears. Since the predecessors want to teach him, they have to pay the price they deserve.

"There is no opinion." Fujiwara turned his head and decided to read Yuanzhou for a while. This was the opening and the words were clear.

Yuanzhou asked: "No opinion, is that your best evaluation?"

Fujiwara did not deny, everyone who knows him knows that no denial is equal to the default.

Looking at Fujiwara's face, I was still stunned, but my heart was dark. For the islanders, his mind was never big.

Yuanzhou’s heart is like a violent stickman, grabbing the doll’s bunny ears and slamming it on the ground. The mouth is screaming “Let you force it”, “Let you force me not to install it”, “Let you and me not yet Install, you will install."

Fujiwara is ready to leave.

Just when everyone thought that this was the end of the matter, Yuanzhou’s brain flashed and suddenly thought of one thing.

"What do you think is perfect?" Yuanzhou asked again, as if Fujiwara's service was soft and he did not waver.

Fujiwara had just stepped out of the pace and really didn't want to say the perfect word in front of everyone, but the crowd saw it as if it was roasting on the fire. He sighed: "Perfect."

"Oh, okay." Yuanzhou was not very happy, but instead sighed.

He suddenly thought that he was only a middle-level chef who the system thought, so he didn't think that his food was really perfect. If the goods can say something, can he not use the system to make progress.

However, Fujiwara’s evaluation is perfect. It seems that this knifefish steamed rice is beyond the reach of Fujiwara’s tongue.

Therefore, Yuanzhou sighs because of the opportunity for progress, and it is really sigh.

However, his behavior made the people on the side quite unsettled. Whether it was the chef on the side or the reporter on the side, his face was shocked and speechless.

"Aso president, it seems that now is the world of young people, this little Yuan school chef is only three years, still a young man, we are all old." Zhou Shijie first returned to God, a smile said.

"Oh." President Aso had nothing to say, only smiled, but his heart was secretive, Nima coin, doing well is the ability, even the Fujiwara family Yuan said that perfect is a big skill, but Nie Ni What is mad? !

What is worth sighing.

and also! Sighing and sighing, why do you still have a pity?

Of course, the most angry is the number of Fujiwara. He heard the sigh in his ear, feeling that the chest was hit with a stealth hammer, and he walked away without eating other dishes.

This is mad, it is necessary to vomit blood, and Fujiwara does not want to come to China to participate in the exchange meeting, especially the exchange meeting of the chef of Yuanzhou.

“How is the family element so gentle, is it really cooking?”

“Is this Chinese chef really so powerful?”

"Sguo Guoyi, a talented chef."

Japanese reporters looked at Yuanzhou as both surprised and confused, and some could not believe it.

After all, the greatness of Fujiwara's family was piled up with the tears of other chefs. In the chef world, it was not a small number of people who had been diverted from him. This shows his poisonous tongue and harshness.

"Mr. Aso should try this Xiao Yuan's craft." Zhou Shijie simply seized the opportunity and wanted to show off again.

"No, it’s theirs to communicate, let’s take a look." President Aso decisively refused.

"Haha, too, that trip, we went to other places to see, there is nothing to look at here, after all, Professor Fujiwara is willing to go down the wind." Zhou Shijie laughed and turned and began to walk.

"It is rare to see the family to appreciate a person so much." President Aso tried to find his face.

"Oh." This is the turn of Zhou Shijie.

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