Dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes

Marquis (Part 2)

If it was a man who likes to go straight, he might take advantage of the opportunity to show his cards when there are only three of them, but Xie Yunfei… How should I put it, he likes to make decisions before acting, although his personality is not twitchy, he is definitely not straightforward enough. What’s more, he doesn’t know whether his guess is really correct. If he thinks too much, and then rashly says the words of rejection, it may embarrass Xiaoyun and Feifei who are girls.

Xie Yunfei, who was sitting in the front seat of the taxi, thought about it, subconsciously looked at Feifei and Xiaoyun in the back row through the mirror, and then quickly moved away before the two found out.

At this moment, Xie Yunfei’s cell phone rang suddenly.

Taking it out of his pocket, he glanced at the incoming call notification on the screen.

“Eh?”

At this moment, Xiaoyun and Feifei also cast their gazes over.

“Brother, what’s the matter?”

“Whose phone number?”

“It’s the head of the Longyuan branch.” Xie Yunfei responded, with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

Called so late, did something happen?

Thinking in his heart, he pressed the answer button and was about to speak, but he didn’t expect that the next second, Longyuan Ersan’s eager voice would come from the phone.

“Master Xie, where are you now?”

…

Advance the time a little, back to three o’clock in the afternoon.

In the hotel suite under the Gourmet Research Institute, Acacia, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes with a bewildered expression.

“Well……”

He squeezed the space between his eyebrows, but he couldn’t stop the bursts of pain from his brain.

The feeling of a hangover is not good. Even if he is as strong as Acacia, he can’t help frowning at this time.

Sitting up from the sofa, looking at the beer cans all around him, Acacia slowly recalled what happened yesterday.

lost…

In fantasy cooking, which he was best at, he actually lost!

As the proud son of heaven and a recognized genius in the European culinary world, Acacia has never been hit like this before. Even though he was defeated in the past, most of the people who defeated him at that time were middle-star or even high-star special chefs who were over 40 or 50 years old and had been immersed in cooking for many years.

But Xie Yunfei… That guy, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, knows how to use fantasy ingredients better than himself.

“Damn it!”

Acacia hammered the coffee table hard. He didn’t deliberately control his strength. After moving his right hand away, a very obvious fist mark could be seen on the coffee table.

But this couldn’t dispel the anger in Acacia’s heart.

“Damn! Damn! Damn!”

Another few punches fell.

Then, with a ‘click’ sound, the coffee table made of mahogany was directly smashed by Acacia, turning it into sawdust all over the floor.

Acacia was panting heavily, and the pleasure of destruction was slowly showing on his face, but if someone was in the room, they would find that under this pleasure, there was a fear that even Acacia himself hadn’t noticed.

Think about it, too. As Gao Xingte’s best fantasy cooker, Acacia has always had his eyes set above the top, and no one except his own teacher pays attention to him.

Under the indulgence of the teacher “Marquis”, it caused a lot of riots. Originally, if he could always maintain his absolute advantage in fantasy cooking, then as long as he did not commit the punishment enough to be sentenced to death, everything could be reduced to a minor one, but now, in front of audiences and cooks all over the world On the other hand, Acacia lost in fantasy cooking to an ordinary chef who hadn’t even passed the exam as a special chef. The gap between them was enough to shatter all the prestige that Acacia had built up in the past!

It is true that a failure cannot explain the problem. Acacia’s cooking skills have not regressed, and his research on fantasy ingredients is enough to be remembered by many people in the culinary world, but what does these things have to do with those ordinary people?

When talking about Acacia, people will only say, “Oh, it’s that special chef who was defeated by the first-class chef.”

All the past honors and praises disappeared after yesterday’s game.

But this is not what scares Acacia the most. Although he is arrogant and rude, he is not really brainless. If he loses this time, he will win it back next time. Will remember what happened in a short period of time, while ignoring the earlier past.

What Acacia is really worried about is not those reporters, nor those audiences, let alone other special chefs and chefs, but——

Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on the door at the entrance, and then, the sound of the key unlocking.

——Click.

The door was pushed open, and Acacia’s two attendants, as well as someone Acacia didn’t want to see at this time, appeared directly in front of him.

After seeing the silver-haired man standing at the door, the blood on Acacia’s face instantly faded. He lowered his head and didn’t dare to look at him in front of him, and even trembled as usual.

“Old… Teacher, why are you here?”

Her long silver hair was neatly combed, and her falcon-like eyes stared at A-KaWest Asia, under a tall nose, thin lips pursed into a straight line, wearing a black windbreaker, with a matching suit and trousers inside. Hearing his student’s inquiry, the ‘Marquis’ Sacha de Jansdal Vauban did not give an answer immediately, but walked towards the living room, frowning and looking at all kinds of things scattered on the ground. Rubbish.

A green light flashed in his eyes, and in the next second, a thin layer of white crystals formed on the surface of garbage such as beer cans and sawdust. The carpet was eroded, and within ten seconds, just like those garbage, a layer of fine white crystals formed on the surface.

Woban didn’t look at those white objects any more. When he walked up to Acacia, he opened his mouth and said something that almost caused Acacia’s heart to stop, “You let me down.”

“Yes, I’m sorry.” Acacia, who is arrogant in the eyes of ordinary people, is more obedient than a puppy in front of her teacher. In order to restore his position in the teacher’s heart, Acacia gritted his teeth, and then said the words he had already thought up, “Please give me one more chance, I will send a cooking showdown to the winner of tomorrow’s final, and win for you, teacher.” Come for something like that.”

This is Akasia’s last move. The reason why he came to participate in the dessert competition, like Lan Feiyu, was originally for the reward given to the winner of the competition by the Japanese Food Research Institute.

pity……

Hearing Acacia’s assurance, the Marquis did not show a gratified or happy smile at all. Instead, he looked at the young man in front of him seriously. After about ten seconds, he gave the final verdict.

“Go back to Europe tonight. In the next six months, if you can’t become a six-star special chef, you don’t need to be a chef anymore.”