On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

A huge amount of information filled his mind at that moment. It turned out that this body was selected from hundreds of millions of human beings by the system based on Qinghuai's own proportions, appearance, and age. Under the supervision of the Guardian Labor Contract Regulations, The system also adjusted the quality and health status of this body in fulfilling the contract, reaching the same standard as Qing Huai's body before his death.

Qinghuai learned from the information that this is the mansion of Tsukimiyama, a famous Japanese chef family. His original name was Tsukimiyama Qinghuai. He was originally the most talented young chef in the Tsukimiyama family. Unexpectedly, his father died. Later, he was framed by his cousin Yuejianshan Wutong, and lost his sense of smell and taste.Yue Jianshan Qinghuai accidentally learned the truth of the victimization, and was going to appeal to the clan elders for justice. Unexpectedly, in order to save face, the patriarch of the family confines him in the attic for five years. He is only given three meals a day, and there is no convenience for washing There are special guards.Over time, Yue Jianshan Qinghuai's spirit gradually collapsed, and the talented young man who had a bright future turned into a complete useless person.

And when Qing Huai traveled across, the original body happened to die.

After accepting the news, Qing Huai frowned fiercely. No one knew better than him what the sense of smell and taste meant to a chef, let alone a young boy who was still growing up. became an impossible thing.

However, since the original body was designated as a useless son...then why did the Yuejianshan family release him to meet others at this time?

"Mr. Wujo, please use tea." Yuejianshan Indus is wearing a moon-white large-patterned feather hakama. The family emblem on the clothes is sewn with Chinese Suzhou embroidery techniques. A picture of a distant mountain rising to the moon shines brightly between movements , he smiled just right, and served tea politely, "This is Uji tea specially shipped from Nara."

The bright brown water in the crystal teapot is rolling and rolling, spraying out streams of sweet and fragrant thick mist along the mouth of the pot, filling the tea room.

Compared with the appearance of Yuejian Mountain's phoenix tree brocade clothes and jade belt, the distinguished guests in his seat are obviously much more casual, and may even not take this meeting seriously at all.

The guest was dressed in black, which seemed to be a work uniform from somewhere. Although the fabric was not cheap, it was crumpled. It seemed that he had just come to the banquet after a fight. For three hours now, even though it is covered with the steam of the tea soup, it seems that there is no intention to take it off.

Even if the other party is so rude, no one dares to be dissatisfied with him.The other party is Gojo, one of the three royal families, with power and wealth spread all over Japan. With a wave of his hand, the situation can be changed. Even the next emperor has a vote in decision-making. Its strength is far from what the Tsukimiyama family can check and balance .Even if he came to the banquet wearing a sweatshirt, shorts and flip flops, Yue Jianshan could only accept it happily, and even boasted that Mr. Gotiao's taste is really extraordinary, and it looks like everyone's demeanor...

Yuejianshan Wutong really wanted to show his sincerity, but the other party didn't even intend to look him in the eye.It wasn't until his hands holding the teacup felt numb that the guest turned to look at him and took the cup.

Compared with tea, Gojo Satoru is more interested in dim sum. He remembers that he once ate the wagashi made by the genius boy from Tsukimiyama’s family five years ago, which rarely suits his taste. If he didn’t suddenly think of it, he would have So I rejected Yuejianshan's invitation... However, I haven't heard about that genius boy for a long time, and I don't know if the wagashi is still the same as before.

If it tastes bad... Gojo Satoru thought willfully, then I would rather rent the restaurant to Obasan who sells small octopus balls on the street for free and not give Yuejianshan's any sweetness.

Yuejianshan Wutong looked at the tea that Gojo Satoru casually put in his hand, and smiled reluctantly, "Mr. Gojo, please wait a little longer, Qinghuai will be here in a while." After speaking, he rushed to the servant who was guarding behind him. He motioned for him to quickly roll over with Qing Huai, that trash.

It's obviously rubbish with a broken sense of smell and taste, but there are always people thinking about it. When Yue Jianshan Wutong thinks of his cousin who used to overwhelm him everywhere and is still praised by others, he feels uncomfortable all over his body, and his right shoulder, which is often in charge of the spoon, is even more painful. .However, there is something to ask for now. The Yuejianshan family has been eyeing the location of the restaurant in the downtown business district of Yokohama for a long time. If the location is obtained from the Gojo family, it will be used as a gift for his 20-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. Give him good practice.

That is the CBD center with the largest traffic in Yokohama. Even the top restaurants in the world want to get a piece of the action here. If he gets it, how can there be such a waste name in the celebrity chef world?

For a while, as long as the waste is made according to the prepared ingredient list, it shouldn't be a big problem.After all, it was just a dessert, and the main meal was served by him himself. He specially prepared for this banquet for many days.Thinking of this, Yuejianshan Wutong gently covered his sore right shoulder, and smiled flatteringly at the white-haired guest.

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, then slowly withdrew his gaze from the gorgeously dressed young man, and once again wandered into the sky.

Wagashi, wagashi...