The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

The decoration of the house is quite Chinese, with square tables and long benches. The diners who come and go sit on the chairs and eat the dishes on the plate.

"Table number four, a plate of assorted fried fish."

"Table No. [-], a plate of Tremella porridge."

"Table [-], two crispy patties."

""

In front of Lin Feng, the waiter dressed as a shop assistant quickly wrote down the dishes ordered by the diners, then walked to the kitchen and shouted the name of the dishes.

At the same time, another sharp-eyed waiter quickly ran to Lin Feng and was about to ask Lin Feng what he wanted to eat when a familiar voice came from behind.

"It really is you!"

Hojo Renzhi walked into the hall with plastic bags full of items in both hands, and joked with Lin Feng, "I thought I saw the wrong person just now."

After seeing the acquaintance of the boss, the waiter hurriedly took the plastic bag in Hojo Renzhi's hand and left quickly.

After saying hello to Hojo Renzhi, under the leadership of the other party, Lin Feng came to the lounge on the second floor.

"Sit anywhere."

After saying hello, Hojo Renzhi turned and walked to the cupboard to start making tea, while Lin Feng sat on the sofa unceremoniously and flipped through the books on the table.

On the side, pouring the brewed tea into the cup, Hojo Renzhi walked to Lin Feng with the tea cup and handed it to the other party.

"Although it doesn't have the quiet taste of Junshan Silver Needle, Japanese tea also has its own unique fragrance."

Saying that, Hojo Renzhi took a sip of strong tea, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said, "Not bad, good tea."

""

Lin Feng smacked his mouth, really not knowing what to say.

By the way, is this still the chef Hojo I met at the restaurant before?

At that time, the other party felt that Lin Feng was meticulous and very strict. Why does it always feel a little abnormal now?

Thinking in his heart, Lin Feng also tasted the tea in the cup. It was indeed the same as what Hojo Renzhi said. Although it was thick, it was not greasy.

"I didn't expect Chef Hojo to read books like the formation and development of Sichuan cuisine?"

As he said that, Lin Feng glanced at the books on the table. He also read a few chapters just now, but the content was too trivial to be of much use to Lin Feng.

"what"

Hojo Renzhi smiled and nodded, and then said: "Of course, Chinese cuisine is broad and profound, and the knowledge to be learned will never be completed in a lifetime."

For Hojo Renzhi's words, Lin Feng nodded in agreement...  

Compared with a single Japanese cuisine, Chinese cuisine is not only the surface, but also the connotation needs to be studied for many years.

Whether it’s sashimi or sushi, facing the eight major Chinese cuisines, it’s already a bit weaker in terms of innate, not to mention the Manchurian banquet that Lin Feng cooked before.

Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, Hojo Renzhi sat on the sofa and continued, "I knew that you made a full-fledged meal yesterday, so I'll have a taste of what you say."

"hey-hey"

Lin Feng smiled and touched his chin, then continued: "Actually, I have something to look for you today."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng found that the expression on Hojo Renzhi's face gradually changed, and finally the smile disappeared, leaving a sad face.

Hojo Renzhi naturally knew what Lin Feng was going to say. After all, because of this incident, he hadn't slept well for a while.

Thinking in his heart, Hojo Renzhi raised his head and looked at Lin Feng, with tiredness in his deep eyes, and said slowly, "It seems that Mr. Dojima has already told you those things, right?"

"what"

Lin Feng showed a confused expression. It seemed that Dojima Yin only asked him to come to the Beijo Building, and he didn't say anything else.

However, Hojo Renzhi ignored Lin Feng's expression and said to himself: "Actually, 3.6 put this important matter on you, Mr. Dojima also considered it again and again, and finally made the decision."

"Our group of old people have more than enough strength, and we have not entered the eyeliner of the Food Association for nine consecutive years, and you only took seven days to show us what is called a miracle. Therefore, we also agree very much and feel that What Mr. Dojima did in the first place was very correct."

and many more!

What's important?What made you see a miracle in just seven days? !

All of a sudden, Lin Feng suddenly had the illusion that Dojima Yin called himself here today. There must have been an arrangement in advance. Well, it must be purposeful!

At the same time, the door was pushed open, and a familiar voice came in.

"Renzhi".

Body 205. I laugh you have a problem with your brain (4/7)

"Renzhi"

When the familiar voice came, Lin Feng hurriedly turned his head to look, his pupils gradually enlarged, his face full of disbelief.

I saw Yamato Ryoko pushed open the door, stood at the door, looked at Lin Feng's expression, and was also surprised.

"Lin Feng, why are you here?" Yamato Ryoko hurriedly asked.

"Cough cough."

Hojo Renzhi hurriedly stood up, walked to Yamato Ryoko and said, "It doesn't matter, this is Chef Lin!"