The sturdy arms of the female chef opposite her exposed sleeves reminded her of a fitness trainer for the first time.

Although the other party looks quite handsome, it is such a discordant match that makes people feel terrible, right? Could it be that the eldest lady is afraid of this muscular girl? Are you intimidated by the other party's muscular aesthetics?

Nakiri Erina pursed her dry lips and said in a low and excited tone.

"The full name is Dong Shuliang. In 1988, when Nicola Cudi, the "Father of Molecular Gastronomy", was promoting the theory of molecular cuisine at Cambridge University, the lady was the physicist who was in charge of assisting Nicola's speech at Cambridge University at that time. professor."

"Professor of the Department of Physics?!!" Shinto Feishako blinked, only to feel confused, that muscular woman is a professor of physics? Did she teach that it is hard to be a thing (fist) and a principle (head)? ! !

Erina Nakiri didn't notice Hiizako Shinto's surprise, but suppressed her excitement and said to herself.

"It was that speech that made Ms. Dong resign as a professor and returned to Hong Kong to combine the eight major cuisines with molecular cuisine theory and create a Chinese molecular gastronomy. She is one of the few masters of the new genre in the culinary industry today."

"hiss--!!"

Shinto Hishako gasped for a moment. The complexity of Chinese cuisine is world-famous, and any of the eight major cuisines is enough to consume a chef's life.

And the physicist in front of him did not say that he was a monk, but he also combined molecular gastronomy and created a Chinese molecular gastronomy. The most important thing is the female chefs, a group that has been criticized in the Chinese dynasty. This is not enough to describe it as a genius. Simply a living legend!

"If Alice was here, I guess she would have been sticking up and pretending to be cute, right?"

Thinking of her cousin, Erina Nakiri's mouth twitched slightly. She remembered that the story of Ms. Dong was taught to her by Alice. She heard that Alice seemed to make a special trip to Hong Kong a few months ago, hoping to get in-depth guidance from the other party. , but now it seems that it should be a failure, right?

Nakiri Erina could even think of her cousin's mourning face after being rejected, and thinking that she was about to study under the master of the new school for half a year, she felt inexplicably happy.

"Is he actually a master of the new genre, and how many other people can talk to her?"

Shinto Hishako looked curiously at the rickety old man opposite Dong Shuliang, then turned around and looked at Erina with curiosity.

Seeing this scene, Nakiri Erina suddenly felt amused, because now Feishako looks like those little milk dogs asking for bones, she smiled and continued to explain to Feishako.

"That old gentleman was named Li Yixun, a master of Huaiyang cuisine. No, it should be said that he was a master. It is said that this master was born in a farmer. In the 1950s, the 9-year-old Li Yixun was sold by his family to Qingfeng Garden in Yangzhou. It took less than 15 years to become the chief chef, and he was even recruited as a son-in-law by the royal family of chefs behind Qingfeng Garden.”

Speaking of recruiting her son-in-law, Nakiri Erina's face was a little stiff, she shook her head slightly, and continued after a pause.

"Then, within ten years after he took office, he expanded the scale of Qingfengyuan by fifty times and became a national chain enterprise. Then, from the age of 35, he traveled to various provinces and regions in the Celestial Dynasty and participated in various provincial cooking competitions. , is the third chef to achieve the 34 administrative district competition, and then the country's hegemony."

"The national hegemony of the Celestial Dynasty??"

Xinhu Feishazi said with a confused look on her face, if she remembered correctly, the Daluo Dynasty across the sea seems to have an area of ​​more than 9.6 million square kilometers across the country, and the total area of ​​the island country is 360,000 square kilometers, which is nearly 30 times larger than Achieve national hegemony on the land of the island country? Simply a monster! !

"Well, hegemony in the whole country, even my grandfather smashed the sand in the hands of the **** of sushi, but the old Mr. Li did it, and he still managed to reach the top of the country with outstanding people."

Nakiri Erina bit her lip. The top masters of this level actually gathered in one place. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not have believed it.

That's why grandpa called this place "the imperial kitchen"? This is really appropriate, so appropriate that she couldn't find any other adjectives to describe this place in the dictionary.

At this time, the five people in front of them around the table finally stopped communicating. As soon as Makoto Shinto, who was diagonally facing the door, relaxed, he saw his son, granddaughter, and Erina.

He was stunned subconsciously, but at this moment, the female chef, who had his back to Erina, asked Makoto Shinto a question. "Xinhu, are the ingredients you are responsible for purchasing in place? Huh?"

The female chef seemed to have noticed the difference, and turned around following Makoto Shinto's line of sight, looking at the three people at the door.

Nakiri Erina looked curiously at the female chef who had only seen her back, and then her pupils gradually contracted.

"Who is this?" Feishazi Xinto asked slightly surprised. After meeting the founder of the new genre and the master of national domination, Feishazi thought that she was no longer surprised if she became a chef now. .

However, Nakiri Erina's trembling answer made Hiishako Nito stunned.

"Meng Yunbing, the highest level of human taste—that is, the holder of the 'Tongue of God'."

Chapter 437 This chef is very bad

Beside the cooking table in the kitchen, a tall female chef with a single ponytail and a mature woman all over her body, standing by the table, looked down at the four or five tables on the table.

The table on the cooking table lists the physical data of each 'noble being' in the house in detail. These data are reviewed once a week. Except for the accurate values ​​on Monday, the rest are speculative values.

In addition to private doctors, these forms are only qualified to take a look at them and chefs, and they need to take certain confidentiality measures after reading them, which are very important documents.

Looking at the table that had memorized complex calculations in front of her, Meng Yunbing, the chef, said with a slightly smiling expression. "According to the data, it seems that the little princess's exercise volume has decreased again? This is the lowest value in the last half month, right?"

The four chefs present smiled knowingly. Of course, they understood that the little princess in Meng Yunbing's mouth was worth Hequan Shawu. For the little guy who didn't like sports, there was really nothing to do except cry and laugh.

"Staying up late, facing the radiation of the display screen for a long time, sitting still for a long time, the number of steps on foot yesterday was only 368 steps. Really, it is really hard work to make the little princess who likes quiet and does not like to move without a belly. ."

Cheng Xinya flipped through the information carefully, and finally smiled bitterly.

It is not difficult for cooks like them to control a family who stays at home and does not gain weight.

However, in Cheng Xinya's view, the little princess seemed to be getting more and more "arrogant" after knowing their role. This is not a good phenomenon, but due to the gap in status, they are helpless now.

"In contrast, Miss Xingming's physique is quite normal, but the temperature in Dongdu is as high as 39 degrees recently. You should add some heatstroke prevention herbs to lunch at noon. Considering that lady's work, Chef Meng, I suggest Cook in cold bento mode.”

Shinto Cheng, who was holding a form, shook the paper, rubbed his whitish beard, and looked at Meng Yunbing. In his estimation, Xing Minggebei with an extremely tight schedule may not even have time to eat, so a quick lunch is a good choice.

"Yes." Meng Yunbing nodded.

Dong Shuliang folded his arms, stared at a table on the table, and squinted.

"Because I'm a professional singer, I'm trying my best to control my body, but the taste of the bento will be different from the current food. How about using molecular cooking to season it today?"

Meng Yunbing frowned and thought for a while, her eyes swept over Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Makoto with a playful look, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Considering that lady's daily dance practice, vocal training, the burden on the throat, and the requirements for fat intake, please discuss the conditioning plan with Senior Dong. Today's part of Miss Xingming is up to you. Responsible."

"understood."

Seeing Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng nod, the smile on Meng Yunbing's face suddenly brightened a bit, she turned her head and said to Cheng Xinya. "How about the little princess' food and beverages today being controlled by Senior Cheng?"

"Okay, but speaking of which, the guy ate some desserts before playing the game yesterday, and his sugar intake should have exceeded the standard. How about making red bean and oat porridge for breakfast?"

Cheng Xinya nodded, and then asked Meng Yunbing.

Meng Yunbing thought about the data on the form and nodded.

"...Yes, but today the two princesses and Miss Yamada are expected to have dinner together, just in case, with a little French vegetable sandwich."

"Because of that game party?" Cheng Xinya murmured, and the three girls gathered in one room and dragged the king to play games, which had already been rumored in the servant circle yesterday.

Speaking of games, these chefs thought of the Heisei otaku in this house, and then everyone's eyes naturally focused on Makoto Shinto.

In this regard, Makoto Shinto looks quite distressed. Is it his fault that those noble people in the house are obsessed with games? Can't blame him just because he is an islander at the scene? Not discriminatory like that?

"Young people, you must have some hobbies of your own!" Makoto Shinto smiled awkwardly, and he could only smile awkwardly.

At this time, Dong Shuliang suddenly spoke up. "Ms. Xingming's breakfast part decided how to pan-fried salmon. If you use the belly part, with greasy vegetables, and skim milk, the protein part is enough."

"The person who has the habit of running in the morning, let's add vegetable rolls to satisfy the satiety needed for nutrition and morning exercise." Li Yixun, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.