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Chapter 67 The Flower of the Brummoon
On the streets of Paris, France, a pair of grandparents and grandchildren are walking on the street.

Grandpa was wearing a brown kimono with haori, long gray hair and beard, and a scar on his right eye that ran from his forehead to his eyes, adding a bit of ferocity.The walking posture is lazy and reckless, obviously smiling, but it gives people the feeling of an old lion patrolling its territory.

The girl who looks like a granddaughter next to her has a delicate face, long orange hair draped over her shoulders, a beige puff sleeve top with a red plaid skirt, black stockings and high heels, her eyes are slightly raised, giving people A feeling of looking down at your surroundings.

"Erina, you should change your harsh evaluation method. Since yesterday, how many young French chefs have been hit by you and almost gave up their careers as chefs?"

The old man said helplessly to the girl beside him.

The girl rolled up a few strands of hair scattered around her ears, and said calmly:
"Grandpa, since they specially asked me, a person with a sensitive taste, to try the dishes, I should be prepared to be picky. I think my judgment on their dishes is still very objective. Besides, I don't Did you rate some of the dishes well?"

The old man raised his forehead. His granddaughter has been very sensitive to taste since she was a child. After acquired training, she is now able to judge the amount of seasoning in dishes according to the taste, and the accuracy can even reach the gram unit.Such a sensitive sense of taste enables her to accurately detect small flaws in food.Many famous chefs are willing to invite her to taste their dishes and help perfect their recipes.

However, due to some reasons in her childhood, Erina's attitude towards those "unqualified" dishes was extremely extreme, and she would criticize those chefs who did not satisfy her with very harsh language. not worth.

"Sigh, it was indeed a mistake to let that fellow Ji teach Erina."

The old man thought to himself and muttered softly.

"Grandpa, what did you just say?" Seeing the old man suddenly distracted, Erina asked strangely.

The old man came back to his senses, smiled and said perfunctorily: "Nothing, nothing."

Afterwards, the old man changed the subject and said to Erina earnestly:

"Erina - I'm not saying you were wrong about those dishes - but be aware that not all dishes should be perfect. A cup of instant noodles may not be good for a hungry person Eat, but it is enough to sustain life. Of course, such an example must be a bit extreme, but for some dishes that do not meet your aesthetics, you should still have a tolerant attitude..."

Before the old man finished speaking, the girl interrupted: "Grandpa! Although I am only 15 years old, I have already tasted countless dishes cooked by top chefs. Coupled with my talent and ability, I think that for a dish Whether it tastes good or not, I have more say than the average person.

And I think that if they invite me to taste their dishes, it means that they accept my standards of quality.You should also accept my judgment with confidence. "

"I'm not saying that there's something wrong with your judgment. As a food connoisseur, there's nothing wrong with your approach. But as a chef, in those seemingly commonplace dishes, there are often unique elements hidden in them. Wisdom. Cooking skills originally come from ordinary people's home kitchens. If you resist so-called 'common people's cuisine', I'm worried that your path as a chef may become narrower and narrower."

"Grandpa, I think I've said it many times. I don't reject the cuisine from the common people. The home-cooked dishes made by ordinary people certainly have their reasons for their existence, but I don't agree with simple and extensive cuisine.

As a chef, exquisite and complex cuisine is the best embodiment of a chef's culinary skills.The exquisite and complex cooking process, various seasonings and ingredients will also bring a richer taste experience, just like the Burgundy red wine stew in French cuisine. Although it is only a home-cooked dish, the cooking method is not simple at all. This is the form that a chef of our caliber should have. "

"How about it, Erina, since we are in France now, you should be deceived by an old man like me, why don't you try the dishes sold in ordinary restaurants with me?"

The girl frowned: "How can these small roadside restaurants be so delicious?"

The old man stroked the beard on his chin and laughed:
"Since the owner of the restaurant makes a living on this, he must have some confidence. There is a restaurant in front of it, let me take a look——Flower of the Brummoon—let's go in and have a look."

"Welcome. Is it a meal?"

As soon as I walked into the gate of the restaurant, the wooden door panel touched the bell on the door, which made a crisp bell.Hearing the ringing of the bell, a boy in waiter's attire, with white hair combed back and neatly combed, came up to him.

"Well, what dishes do you offer here?"

Nakiri Senzaemon asked in fluent French.

Nakiri Senzaemon, who is honored as the "Demon King of Food", was also a famous chef when he was young, but when he got old, his health was not as good as before, and he retired to the second line, devoting more experience to cultivating the next generation middle.

In the era of Nakiri Senzaemon, Japan was still in the period of learning from Europe and the United States.There is no exception in cooking.As a representative of Western food, French cuisine has been sought after by quite a few young Japanese chefs.And Nakiri Senzaemon also learned French in the process of learning cooking.

With a warm smile on his face, the boy took down two exquisite menus from the side bar and handed them to Nakiri Senzaemon and Nakiri Erina:

"Here is the menu, sir, please sit down. This lady is also welcome to sit down. You can just tell me after the two of you choose the meal. If you need anything else, you can press the service bell on the table, and I will be right there .”

"Wait a minute." Nakiri Senzaemon stopped the young waiter who was about to return to the back kitchen, "Is there any Burgundy red wine stew here?"

The boy turned around and replied: "Of course, this is one of our restaurant's signature dishes. Do you want to order one, sir?"

"Well, one for my granddaughter too."

Nakiri Senzaemon nodded, and then pointed to Erina who was looking at the menu beside him.

The young waiter nodded and reconfirmed: "Two servings of goulash with Burgundy red wine, is there anything else you need?"

"temporarily unavailable."

"Okay, you two, please wait a moment."

The boy entered the back kitchen, and Nakiri Senzaemon sat on the seat opposite Erina, and asked Erina:

"Well, what do you think of this restaurant?"

Nakiri Erina glanced around. The interior of the restaurant is mainly made of wood products. The space is small but the environment design is very comfortable. The tabletops and other furnishings are also wiped spotlessly.Since it was not meal time, there were only two of them customers in the store.

"The dining environment is still so-so, but the grade of a restaurant is still determined by the quality of the dishes."

Nakiri Erina withdrew her gaze, rubbing the leather cover of the menu in her hand.

"Haha, what you said makes sense, let's take a look together. What kind of surprises or frights will this restaurant give us?"

(End of this chapter)