After divorcing his celebrity wife, he became the richest man in the world

Chapter 232 Anchovies and Leeks
Renault's Chinese text is good, and it is very idiomatic. As soon as he said this, he immediately drew closer to everyone.

Besides, with Chen Yu here, everyone quickly became active.

At this moment, Renault suddenly spat out the mouthful of food that he had eaten.

"What's going on here? Has your chef changed? Why is this spicy chicken so unpalatable?"

A waiter hurried over and apologized repeatedly.

Renault's face was full of depression: "I order food from you every time I come to Dongfang, and I'm also your top VIP. Is this how you treat me?"

The waiter knew that he was a newcomer at a glance, and he didn't know what to do. He just kept apologizing there, which made Renault a little impatient.

Li Kaiquan also stood up: "I also feel that today's dish is not authentic, it seems that it is not the same chef as before."

As soon as the words were finished, a middle-aged man dressed like a dog came out a little arrogantly.

"Everyone, this is a new dish we launched. The taste is naturally different from before! Besides, the previous chef has been fired by us because of some small mistakes. This new chef is a world-class top chef, and the dishes he cooks are much more delicious than before."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and turned their attention to the middle-aged man.

This guy's pupils suddenly dilated, he didn't expect to see so many bigwigs in the imperial circle today.

The arrogance just now dissipated a bit.

"Oh, I really didn't expect you to come to the shop at the same time today. I blame us for not greeting well, but the taste should be fine!"

Chen Yu also tasted the spicy chicken at the moment.

According to his inference, the chef who made this dish should be a novice, who has not even mastered the most basic things.

Renault was even more furious: "How can there be no problem? Even a foreigner finds it unpalatable!"

The middle-aged man straightened his tie: "Sir, you must have some misunderstandings about Chinese food. Our food here is the best in the country..."

"That's not likely!" Jin Lingsu interrupted directly: "The best chef in the country is sitting here, and you dare to say that your food here is the best in the country! It's beyond self-control."

A trace of disdain flickered in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "Madam, are you talking about yourself?"

Jin Lingsu put the chopsticks aside and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder.

"This gentleman has participated in a world-class chef competition, and has won the title of God of Cooking!"

The middle-aged man immediately fixed his gaze on Chen Yu, and after looking him up and down, he stepped forward proudly.

"A world-class master chef must have a background in cooking Western food. It has been said that Chinese food here is different from Western food."

Chen Yu sighed softly and got up slowly.

"The two old gentlemen came here all the way from the west, just wanting to have a bite of authentic Chinese food. I didn't expect your cook to be so negligent and just stir-fry a few dishes!"

Chen Yu said something casually, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the back kitchen.

The middle-aged man suddenly became nervous: "What are you doing, the kitchen is important, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"

Chen Yu didn't care so much, and went straight into the kitchen in a blink of an eye, but everything in front of him made him frown.

A few elderly chefs sat leisurely and drank tea, two or three children in their teens wandered around the stove, and the rest were playing games with their mobile phones.

How can such a kitchen make good dishes?

Chen Yuqing coughed twice, then walked straight to the side of the stage.

The cooks drinking tea suddenly stood up.

"Who is it? How dare you enter our kitchen casually, come here, hurry up and get out!"

Chen Yu didn't care so much, he just picked up the kitchen knife by the stove and took a few peeled potatoes at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, those potatoes were completely dismembered and became as thin as hair.

This kind of knife skills shocked all the chefs in the kitchen, especially those few old chefs who were stunned.

Knife skills are no better than other cooking techniques. If you want to cook a dish, you only need to control the heat and remember the order and quantity of ingredients.

But knife work is a basic skill that will accompany you for a lifetime.

For a knife like Chen Yu, the average chef would have to practice for 50 years to reach this level.

But Chen Yu looked less than 30 years old, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a genius if he could achieve such a knife skill.

Before they could react, Chen Yu had already put the shredded potatoes into the pot, flipped them over and stir-fried them, and they were out of the pot in less than 2 minutes.

The strong fragrance instantly diffused in the kitchen, which shocked everyone present.

Lei Nuo couldn't wait to step forward and pick up a few shredded potatoes and put them in his mouth.

The crisp and mellow taste instantly conquered his taste buds.

"It's so delicious. Such a thin potato is not burnt. It not only ensures the original taste of the potato, but also evenly covers each potato shred with seasoning."

This kind of judgment raised Chen Yu to a certain height, and other people also stepped forward to try this potato shreds.

"Good swordsman!"

As soon as a thick voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the kitchen, I saw an old man with a bloated figure slowly walking over with a teacup.

"I've never seen it before. It's not easy to reach such a level at your age. But if you break into my kitchen casually, that's a challenge to me."

Chen Yu couldn't help frowning. He had a little impression of the old man in front of him. He almost occupied the headlines of major media more than ten years ago.

His culinary skills can be ranked among the top five in the world, especially his knife skills are even more vivid.

His best dish is anchovies and chives!

The leek itself is already thin enough, but he was able to carve on the leek, and the whole process took less than 1 minute.

"Dare to ask this one, but Mr. Wen Zaichang!"

Chen Yu apologized to the other party very respectfully, which is also his respect for an old chef in the world of chefs.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zaichang was extremely arrogant. He put the teacup aside, picked up a kitchen knife, and tore off a cabbage leaf.

While the kitchen knife was turning quickly, the cabbage leaves quickly turned into strips. In less than 2 minutes, the cabbage leaves that looked extremely large just now were carved into the shape of a phoenix tail and neatly placed on the plate.

"Your knives are pretty good, and you can stir-fry dishes very well, but it's a pity you're still too young! When can you reach the old man's level, come here again!"

(End of this chapter)