Not even an hour had passed since he returned to Shallow Grass Temple.
Chen Xiaobei told Uzuishi Yasai that she would be back in two hours. There was an hour time difference between the two. Chen Xiaobei could make use of this!
After putting on Chen Zhufeng's mask, Chen Xiaobei walked up to the temple and knocked on the door.
Just like before, Uzuishi Yasai poked her head through the door and asked softly, "May I know who you are? What brings you here? "
"My name is Chen Zhufeng. I'm from China."
Chen Xiaobei used his own voice and said, "I've heard about Master Uzuishi. That's why I'm here to ask him to cook for me."
Uzuishi Yasai frowned and asked, "Do you know my grandfather's rules?"
"Of course." Chen Xiaobei nodded.
Uzuishi Yasai said, "Since you know, you should know that ordinary dishes will never be accepted by my grandfather! I can even tell you that my grandfather has not cooked for anyone for a few years now … "
"Master Uzuishi has high standards. I wouldn't be surprised if he rejected me."
Chen Xiaobei said sincerely, "But I've come all the way to Japan. If I give up without trying, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
Uzuishi Yasai frowned and said, "Let me remind you one last time. My grandfather is scolding someone right now … If you're not afraid of being scolded, come with me."
"I'm not afraid! Let's go in! "Chen Xiaobei grinned. What was there to be afraid of?
At the temple's dining hall.
Chen Xiaobei followed Uzuishi Yasai. Just as they reached the door, they heard a loud voice scolding a certain dish.
"Trash! How dare you put this kind of thing in front of me? Do you think I don't know western cuisine? Bring your trash with you! Get lost! "
Then, the door to the dining hall opened.
A European chef came out with a plate of delicious seafood dishes, his face covered in dirt.
On their way up the mountain, Yamaguchi Takaki had introduced this chef to Chen Xiaobei. He was the champion of the World Chef Competition's seafood category.
European dignitaries would have to make reservations three months in advance if they wanted to eat with him.
But in a small place like Sensō-ji, his dishes were called trash, and he didn't even dare to let out a fart!
Clearly, the person who scolded him was Uzuishi Akaihi!
Uzuishi Yasai looked at Chen Xiaobei and said, "It's not too late if you want to leave now …"
"I'm not leaving."
Chen Xiaobei smiled and said, "We, the men of China, can be defeated but we will never run away without a fight!"
"Alright, this is as far as I can help you …" Uzuka Yasai nodded and led Chen Xiaobei inside.
In the dining hall, there were ten tables arranged in a row.
Excluding the person who had just been chased away, there were still nine tables with nine sets of exquisite dishes that could make one drool.
The nine chefs stood beside their respective creations, their expressions extremely grim, and they did not even dare to breathe heavily.
Yamaguchi Takaki stood at the side, gulping from time to time. Firstly, the nine dishes were too tempting, and secondly, he was afraid that the nine dishes would not be enough to satisfy Uzuishi Akaihi.
"Hmm? Who is he? "
Uzuishi Akaihi was gargling his mouth with a cup of tea and glanced at Chen Xiaobei nonchalantly.
"He's also someone who wanted to invite grandpa to cook for us. Even though he didn't make an appointment, he came all the way from China. That's why I brought him here on my own accord."
Uzuishi Yasai answered in a serious manner.
Upon hearing that, the surrounding chefs could not hold it in any longer.
"That kid is too much of a show-off! Even we don't dare to hope to be acknowledged by Master Akaihi. He's just a greenhorn! What gives him the right to come here and show off? "
"Master Akaihi has eaten more salt than he has rice! If he dares to show off in Shallow Grass Temple, he'll be struck by lightning! "
"Besides, what's so good about Chinese food? Even if the top Chinese chefs were here, they'd be scolded! "
"Yeah, Chinese food is not good and China and Japan don't have a good relationship. Who knows, Master Akaihi might just kick that kid out!"
…
The nine chefs whispered among themselves. In their eyes, Chen Xiaobei was not good enough and neither was Chinese food. He was not qualified to stand on the same stage as them.
But in the next second, before Chen Xiaobei could do anything, Uzuishi Akaihi smashed their faces into pieces.
"A bunch of frogs in a well! What do you know?! "
Uzuishi Akaihi said in a serious tone, "Chinese cuisine is vast and profound. Any of the eight major cuisines would be able to stand on its own! My biggest regret in this life is not being able to taste all the delicacies in China! This young man came at the right time! "
"Erm …"
Upon hearing that, the nine chefs were speechless. Their cheeks were burning hot.
If someone else had said that they were frogs in a well, they would have jumped up and down and cursed.
But since this was the leader of the gourmet world, they had no choice but to accept it.
"This is just a small misunderstanding. Master Akaihi, please don't let it affect your mood …"
Yamaguchi Takaki, who had been silent earlier, quickly tried to smooth things over.
Uzushi Akaihi ignored him and looked at Chen Xiaobei with interest. "Young man, what kind of dish are you going to cook for me? Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong, Fujian, Zhejiang, Hunan, Anhui, Huaiyang — I'm very interested in all of these eight cuisines! "
Uzushi Akaiho picked up his teacup and took a sip of water to rinse his mouth.
"I'm not going to cook any of the eight cuisines today because I don't know how to cook at all!"
Chen put on a harmless smile and said, "I'm going to make a fruit platter today!"
"Pfft …"
The moment he heard the words' fruit platter ', Uzushi Akaiho spat out the tea he was drinking.
"What? That kid wants to make a fruit platter? Are we hallucinating? "
The rest of the people in the room were also shocked and almost fell to the ground.
"If we're not hallucinating, then that kid must be a retard!"
"You're right! How could a normal person come to Sensō-ji to make a fruit platter? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? "
"Stinking brat! Hurry up and get lost! You want to make a fruit platter? You're insulting Master Uzushi! "
…
The nine chefs seized the opportunity to denounce Chen Xiaobei. Since they had just been slapped in the face, this was the perfect opportunity to vent their anger on Chen Xiaobei.
This time, Uzushi Akaiho was furious as well. He was about to give Chen Xiaobei a good scolding.
This greenhorn who did not know how to cook wanted to conquer him with a fruit platter? This was something that had never happened before. Uzushi Akaiho really felt insulted!
"Don't be too full of yourself or your face will be smashed to pieces!"
Chen Xiaobei had been holding an inconspicuous plastic bag in his hand all this time. No one had noticed it.
Chen Xiaobei took out a huge honey peach from the plastic bag.
"Is … Is that a peach? It looks like a jade carving … "
Everyone turned to look at the peach, their eyes filled with shock.
"How could there be a peach like this in this world?"
Uzushi Akaiho was equally shocked. A Chinese poem surfaced in his mind. There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, another look at the country!
That's right! The honey peach in Chen Xiaobei's hand was the epitome of this poem!
Looking at Japan, or even the entire world, even if it was a devastatingly beautiful peach, there wouldn't be a second peach that could compare to it!
"Master Uzushi!"
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