"What's wrong?" Seeing Xiatian's expression, the busty woman Asked.
"There's sweetness in the rice." Xiatian said with a frown.
"What's wrong with the sweetness?" The busty woman was getting more and more confused.
"The chef mistook the sugar for salt." Xiatian looked at the rice in front of him and said. He knew that the chef might have been busy for a day, so he was a little confused, resulting in such a low-level mistake.
At the same time, the Egg Fried Rice from the three tables next door was also served.
Xiatian knew that the situation was bad. These guys were not kind people, they would definitely find trouble. The sugar and salt in the rice must have been mixed up.
The busty woman's face was full of expectation, as if she was waiting to watch a show. She was too lazy to care whether the sugar and salt were mixed up or something else, what she liked the most was to watch a show.
The three Japanese people all stood up as soon as they ate the Egg Fried Rice.
"Call your chef over." The Japanese man in a robe shouted loudly.
"Sir, what happened?" The restaurant manager had just arrived, and when he heard the people at the table shouting, he hurriedly ran over.
"Try it yourself." The Japanese man in a robe pointed at the Egg Fried Rice and said.
"Eh!" The manager hurriedly picked up the spoon and ate a mouthful, then he frowned: "I'm sorry, maybe I'm too busy, I'll ask the kitchen to change the dish for you."
"Change the dish? Do you know what the customers are here for? To enjoy delicious food, but your chef can't even differentiate between sugar and salt. Is such a chef worthy of being called a chef? How can such a restaurant call itself the biggest restaurant in Hong Kong? "The man in a robe shouted loudly, so everyone looked at him.
Everyone understood. It turned out that the chef had mixed up the salt and sugar.
In fact, this was not a big deal, they just needed to go back and cook a new dish, but this Japanese man did not want to do it.
"You are wasting delicious food, you don't deserve to be chefs." The man in a robe shouted again.
"Sir, don't be agitated, I'll ask the chef to apologize to you, and then make a new dish for you." The manager said kindly.
"No, I don't want him to apologize. Unless you ask that Ren Xuan of yours to come and apologize," said the man in robes.
"Sir, Master Ren Xuan isn't here for no reason." The manager stood up straight. He could tell that these people were here to cause trouble. Their restaurant was never afraid of troublemakers.
"Hmph, my name is Tokugawa Ichiro. You restaurant owners should have heard of my name. The purpose of my visit today is to test the skills of your Manchu Han Imperial Feast. However, you have really disappointed me. A restaurant that can't even distinguish between salt and sugar is not worthy of being called a restaurant," Tokugawa Ichiro said loudly. His attitude had already made it clear that he was here to cause trouble.
"Tokugawa!!!" When he heard this surname, the manager frowned.
"So it turns out to be a member of the renowned Tokugawa Clan of Japan." At this moment, a chef walked out from the kitchen, but his clothes were a little different from the others.
He was the head chef here, Ren Xing, and also the younger brother of Master Ren Xuan.
"Hmph, who are you?" Tokugawa Ichiro snorted coldly and stood there proudly. The meaning of the surname Tokugawa was very different.
It was the surname of the most famous chef in Japan.
The Tokugawa Clan was known as the imperial chef of Japan. Their ancestors had been learning how to cook for generations and had a long history.
Moreover, the chefs of the Tokugawa Clan were well-known throughout Japan. Their culinary skills, knife skills, cooked wheaten food, and so on were all the best. Therefore, when the surname Tokugawa was mentioned in Japan, people would associate it with the chef.
Famous Chef Tokugawa.
Therefore, when Tokugawa Ichiro mentioned his surname, he would be so proud.
"My name is Ren Xing, the head chef here. Since you have come from afar, I naturally have to serve you." Ren Xing's words were spoken in the circle. In the culinary world, it meant that since you are here to cause trouble, I naturally have to show up.
"Alright, I will test the skills of your famous restaurant today," said the man in robes as he slammed the table.
"What are we competing in?" Asked Ren Xing as he looked at Tokugawa Ichiro.
"Knife skills, cooked wheaten food, and stir-fried vegetables. You can choose," said Tokugawa Ichiro casually.
"Since you are here to give pointers, we naturally have to compete one by one," said Ren Xing casually.
"Great, then let's compete in knife skills first. Lao San, you go." After Tokugawa Ichiro finished speaking, the short man beside him directly walked out.
"Set up the table and prepare the ingredients." Ren Xing shouted. The people behind all started to move. They set up a table in front of them and then all kinds of ingredients were brought up.
Seeing that the head chef of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast was going to compete in culinary skills with the famous chef of Japan, the Tokugawa Clan, those who were eating ran over to watch the show.
"There is really a show to watch," said the busty lady excitedly.
The busty lady pulled Xiatian and directly squeezed to the front. Xiatian's body moved slightly and those people automatically made a path for them. The two of them easily came to the front.
Knife skills were the basic skills of a chef. A person's knife skills depended on the evenness of the things they cut. It also depended on how good their fine workmanship was.
"My third brother's knife skills are very good. I wonder how your knife skills are." Tokugawa Ichiro looked at Ren Xing playfully and said.
Ren Xing directly picked up a cucumber and threw it into the air. Then, he quickly cut it with the knife in his right hand.
The knife flashed. Then, he patted with his left hand and the whole cucumber was directly turned into neat pieces.
"Good, the head chef is too awesome."
"Good knife skills. A chef's knife can actually be so fast."
"Too awesome. This is simply an eye-opener for me."
The surrounding people were discussing. The head chef Ren Xing's knife skills were really too awesome. Those cucumber slices were neatly placed there. In that instant, he seemed to have cut more than ten slices.
"Lao San, it's your turn." Tokugawa Ichiro said loudly.
That short man directly took out a cucumber. Then, he used the kitchen knife that he brought and directly carved on the cucumber. Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. He was actually going to use a cucumber to carve something.
"Look, the cucumber slices that fell are actually the same size." Suddenly, someone shouted.
Everyone looked under Tokugawa Saburo's hand. He was indeed carving a cucumber, but the slices that fell from the cucumber were actually the same size. They fell neatly on the plate.
Half a minute later, a cucumber lobster appeared in front of everyone. The cucumber slices that fell on the plate before were like the sea.
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