After Siminomiya Kojiro waited in his seat for more than ten minutes, Wang Dong walked over with a plate and said to him: "Come on."

The plate was placed in front of Kojiro Shinomiya.

"Gudong--" Kojiro Shimiya swallowed nervously, then stretched out his hand to lift the lid. Suddenly, an indescribable fragrance penetrated into his nose, and a large amount of saliva was quickly secreted, and a "" that was almost rebellious came from the depths of his stomach.

I'm so hungry, very hungry; I want to eat, very much, very much!

Kojiro Shinomiya was very clear about this, which shows that the chef's cooking skills have perfectly aroused the appetite of diners.

But what scared Shinomiya Kojiro was that he was already one of the top chefs in the front line, but now he was easily aroused by the appetite...

You should know that the appetite of a senior chef is not so easy to arouse. Just think about it, the appetite of those high-ranking officials who are used to eating delicacies is not so easy to arouse, let alone the senior chefs who can make delicacies by themselves?

‘My appetite was easily aroused…’ Kojiro Shimiya pursed his lips. He hadn’t felt this situation for a long time, just as if he had been back when he was a child.

With his slightly shaking hands, he picked up the knife and fork beside the plate. Shinomiya Kojiro took a deep breath, then cut off a small piece of the dish and stuffed it into his mouth.

As the smell spreads in his mouth, Kojiro Shinomiya couldn't help but be stunned - because he felt the bite of food he was eating...

‘Good... so ordinary taste…’ Shinomiya Kojiro chewed the food in his mouth. Against the backdrop of the aroma that almost completely teased his appetite, the taste of this dish seemed… very ordinary?

‘It’s so strange, why does it taste like this…’ While thinking about this question, Kojiro Shimiya unconsciously ate all the food in front of him one by one.

"No!" A few seconds later, Kojiro Shinomiya suddenly reacted. He suddenly stood up from his seat, looked at the empty dining plate in front of him with shock, and said, "It's not ordinary, it's a return to nature..."

"Did you find the problem?" Wang Dong pulled a bench and sat next to Shizuka Hiratsuka, looked at Shinomiya Kojiro with a smile, and said, "Actually, when I was in the kitchen just now, I also thought about what kind of flavor to make for you."

Kojiro Shinomiya did not reply, but looked at Wang Dong seriously and expectantly. He knew that Wang Dong was preparing to explain after guiding the direction.

"I tasted your dish and found it to be extremely extreme. It can be said... every step, every ingredient combination, every detail of cooking is like a machine made..." Wang Dong smiled slightly and said: "It's commendable. This machine not only perfectly accomplishes all the steps, but also adjusts it according to the ingredients themselves..."

There are no two identical leaves in the world, nor two identical fingerprints. The same, even the materials picked from the same tree and the same batch cannot be completely consistent.

"It's great! But that's all." Wang Dong put his hand on the table, looked at Shinomiya Kojiro, and said sincerely and seriously, "It's amazing, so great...it's not like food, but like a god."

"I understand." If it were before eating Wang Dong's food, Kojiro Shinomiya might still have doubts, but after he tasted Wang Dong's food, he would completely understand.

Cuisine is not a god, but a "dish". Its meaning is to be eaten by people, but Shinomiya Kojiro's dishes are so perfect, so perfect...

The guests can only be captured by this dish and become addicted to this dish, just like a fan of a celebrity idol, and are confused by it.

Is this right?

Many chefs will tell you proudly that this is right, this is the display of cooking skills! This is how the chefs want to fully grasp the guests' tongues!

Even Kojiro Shinomiya thought so before.

However, it is wrong.

"Cooking exists for people, for people to taste, and for... to make the tasters feel happy," Shimiami Kojiro took a deep breath, recalling the reason why he embarked on the "French Cuisine".

It was when he graduated from elementary school and entered junior high school. In order to celebrate his junior high school entrance examination, his family saved a lot of money and brought him to a local French restaurant for dinner.

While eating in that restaurant, his mother's smile and sighing words deeply touched the young Shinomiya Kojiro and led him to the path of French cuisine chefs.

‘When did I forget this?’ Kojiro Shimiya raised his hand, covered his face with his hands, and said with a hint of relaxation: “It feels like the burden on his body has disappeared.”

Because he was "the first neon man to receive the Prouspur Medal", Kojiro Shinomiya was under heavy burden.

In order to maintain his status and honor, he tried his best to tighten his nerves, and he must make himself like a robot, making every step of the cooking step extremely precisely.

Even, he has reached the point where "my recipe is absolutely true. Helping the chefs only needs to cook in my recipes. Anyone who changes my recipes without authorization will get out."

This is undoubtedly a pathological psychology.

Wang Dong slapped him the dish that tasted ordinary and woke him up - is that dish really ordinary?

When I recalled it, Kojiro Shinomiya was shocked to find that although the dish tasted very ordinary, its taste was actually perfect.

The so-called extreme things will turn against each other. It is precisely because it is too perfect that he feels very ordinary. However, even if he cannot taste the true "combat power" of this dish at his level, there is no doubt that this dish heals his heart.

Healed his tired heart.

This is the true meaning of cooking - food carefully prepared to make the taster feel happy, this is the cooking.

"Thank you for your teaching." Kojiro Shimiya bowed to Wang Dong and said, "Since my restaurant has not opened many branches, I have not made VIP cards. However, I promise here that whether it is now or in the future, whether it is in this store or another store, as long as you eat in my store, everything is free!"

"Thank you." Wang Dong smiled and said, "In addition, although you have found your own way forward, it is not a simple job to correct the twisted road. Come on, boy."

"Yes." Shiminomiya Kojiro said loudly, and he even had the illusion that he was back in his school days and was guided by his teachers at school.

After Shinomiya Kojiro left, Shizuka Hiratsuka turned around with surprise, poked Wang Dong's waist, and said, "Is it true? That's Kojiro Shinomiya? He actually respects you so much..."

"That's, who am I?" Wang Dong said with a roaring look on his face, "It's not me that I've been bragging. I have been known as the beautiful galaxy boy since I was a child. I work hard and never control loli. I'm respected by countless people!"

"Yes, yes." Hiratsuka Shizuka answered Wang Dong with three simple and powerful words "yes" - stop blowing, I don't believe it.

"Xiaojing, are you full?" Wang Dong returned to normal after playing with treasure once, and said with a smile: "If you are not full, I will make you a midnight snack when you go back?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no," Shizuka Hiratsuka waved his hand quickly and said with a distressed look: "Don't you know that women have paid a very hard price to maintain their figure!? This meal is enough tonight, and I will cry if I eat more!"

"Uh, it's not that exaggerating, right?" Wang Dong pulled the corners of his mouth with a subtle look on his face.

"Ho, do you know? There is a Russian man among my friends I met before." Hiratsuka Shizuka hugged her chest with her hands and said, "I have seen someone complain about Russian girls long ago, saying that Mao Mei was a delicate rose before she was 30 years old, and after she was a violent man-eating flower!"

‘In a sense, it’s true.’ Wang Dong pulled the corner of his mouth. He also saw Russian girls comparing before and after marriage. It was really beautiful before marriage and it made people itchy, but after marriage... it was... a turtle.

"I asked him, and someone complained that Russian girls have a big difference before and after marriage. Is it true?" Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at Wang Dong with a smile on his face and whispered: "After hearing my question, he first showed a cheerful smile, and then after he almost smiled, he told me with sadness that it was true."

'If it's true, then you smile.' Wang Dong rolled his eyes.

"I asked him why, and he told me that it was the Russian girl who maintained her figure perfectly before marriage, just to get herself married." Shizuka Hiratsuka spread her hands and said, "After getting married... tsk, anyway, she's already married, and her figure is distorted! It doesn't matter!"
Chapter completed!