People are eating halberds, I am a chef in the dark cooking world!

For the lion head, the tighter the better.

If you can feel very tight when you stick a chopstick into it, it means that the lion head is broken.

The really delicious lion head should look like tofu on the surface, and you only need to sip it lightly with the spoon to pluck out a piece.

Looking at the lion's head on the spoon, Wada Jiro took a deep breath and sent it directly to his mouth.

When the lion's head was put into the mouth, it all dispersed instantly.

Although the lion's head melts quickly in the mouth, it is not grainy and still has a chewy texture.

The aroma of pork belly is completely dispersed in the mouth, and the taste of crab roe is also slightly carried from the depth of the tongue, which adds another taste to the lion's head.

There is a lot of pork belly but not greasy, and there is no fishy smell, miscellaneous smell, or peculiar smell. In the whole cavity, there is only the fragrance of lion's head, the sweetness of horseshoe and a little fresh fragrance of crab roe.

"good to eat!"

"tasty!"

Tasting the taste of the lion's head in his mouth, Wada Jiro's eyes widened suddenly, and he spoke involuntarily.

At this moment, he seemed to see himself falling from a high altitude at high speed, and then fell directly on the very Q-bomb pork belly, Duang, Duang twice, and bounced himself up again.

The sweetness of horseshoe, the fragrance of pork and the fresh fragrance of crab roe are constantly surrounding the surroundings, making my whole body and mind very happy.

The exhaustion accumulated in the past few days was also swept away in an instant.

Let him just want to indulge in this gentle hometown, and never want to wake up.

"Sure enough, it's the teacher's cooking!"

"It's delicious!"

Tasting the taste of the lion's head, Mito Yumei couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

"Chef!"

"Can I have a taste too!"

"Just one bite! Never eat more!"

Smelling the smell coming from the bowl, the other chefs quickly gathered around Wada Jiro and asked.

Although there are still many lion heads on Gao Shanwen's side, judging from Gao Shanwen's performance just now, they dare not go there at all.

As for the middle-aged man and Mito Yumei, it was because they were not familiar with each other, so they were embarrassed to go there.

Therefore, only Wada Jiro can eat lion heads in the entire back kitchen, so they will gather around Wada Jiro, hoping to get some lion heads from Wada Jiro.

Hearing the chefs' inquiries, Wada Jiro swallowed the lion's head directly in his mouth without saying a word, and then put all the remaining lion's heads into his own mouth.

He is very clear about the urination of chefs like himself.

If they eat later, they will definitely grab it!

Therefore, in order to prevent his delicacy from being robbed, Wada Jiro swallowed the lion's head directly.

"Chef!"

"How can you do this!"

Seeing Wada Jiro's actions, the chefs couldn't help but shouted loudly.

They never thought that Wada Jiro would do such a thing in order to prevent them from eating the lion's head.

This is simply, too uncomfortable!

They also want to taste the taste of the lion's head!

"You will have a chance in the future."

"This time, let me try the boss's cooking first."

Facing the dissatisfaction of many chefs, Wada Jiro drank the remaining soup in the bowl, and then said to everyone with a smile.

"Humph!"

Hearing Wada Jiro's reassurance, everyone didn't say much, but snorted coldly.

Seeing the somewhat angry actions of the crowd, Wada Jiro didn't say much, and walked straight towards Fumi Takayama.

He is completely convinced by Gao Shanwen's cooking.

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049 Very much like our dark cooking world

049 Very much like our dark cooking world

"boss!"

Wada Jiro walked slowly to Takayama Wen and said aloud.

"how?"

"Do you have anything to say now?"

Looking at Wada Jiro in front of him, Wen Takayama said while tasting the lion's head.

"boss!"

"Based on your cooking level, 30 yen per dish is simply too bad!"

Wada Jiro hurried to Takayama Fumi's side, dissuading Takayama Fumi.

At first, Wada Jiro felt that 30 yen for a dish was simply too expensive.

But when he personally tasted Gao Shanwen's cuisine, that thought disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, Wada Jiro only thinks that 30 yen a dish is simply too cheap, and it is not worthy of Takayama Fumi's craftsmanship!

"According to what you mean, how much do you think a dish costs?"

Listening to Wada Jiro's words, Fumiya Takayama couldn't help laughing.

Just now I felt that the price I set was too high, but now I feel that the price I set is too low.

This completely different contrast between before and after made Gao Shanwen feel very funny.

"boss!"

"At least double it!"

"And each order must require more than two people, no more than five people at most!"

Wada Jiro heard the words and directly expressed his thoughts.

Good guy!

Listening to Wada Jiro's description, Gao Shanfu couldn't help but admire.

In terms of black heart, you are still darker!

60 yen a dish, and it must be sold in bundles.

I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, look so dark-hearted!

it is good!

Very much the style of our dark cooking world!

Listening to Wada Jiro's description, Wen Takayama nodded his head in satisfaction.

Cooking a dish can earn at least 120 million yen.

The more people ordering at the same time, the more you earn.

"Boss, what do you think?"

Seeing the smile on Takayama Fumi's face, Wada Jiro asked quickly.

The middle-aged man and Mito Yumei who were standing aside also pricked up their ears at the same time.

As a rich man, the middle-aged man has already decided that as long as Gao Shanwen's dishes are added to the menu of this restaurant, he will order a few dishes immediately!

Although the lion head made by Gao Shanwen is indeed very delicious.

But the amount is too small, not enough to eat.

But if he is asked to eat other people's food now, and because the food made by other people can't compare with Gao Shanwen's cuisine, he might as well not eat it, and stay hungry until the taste in his mouth completely dissipates before eating other people's food.

"I ate Master Gao Shan's dishes for the past few days, and I was starved and thin!"

Listening to the conversation between Wada Jiro and Takayama Fumi, the middle-aged man whispered to Mito Yumei.

"Ok!"

"me too!"

Hearing this, Mito Yumei nodded her head in agreement.

To be able to smell delicious food but not be able to eat it every day is a torture from hell for her.

But in order to improve her cooking skills, she still has to stay by Gao Shanwen's side and endure such torture.

"60 yen a dish, it's okay."

"But whether to do it or not depends on my mood, and I must make an appointment first."

"As for what to cook, I have no right to ask."

Gao Shanwen thought for a while, and then made a few requests.

"no problem!"

Wada Jiro heard the words, without hesitation, he agreed directly.

He didn't reject Gao Shanwen's requests at all.

If he had Gao Shanwen's culinary skills, let alone these requirements, he would make even more excessive demands than this!

After all, being strong means you can do whatever you want!

"In that case, I'll go first."

"This restaurant is running well, and I am very optimistic about this restaurant!"

Gao Shanwen encouraged Wada Jiro a few words, and then left here straight away.

Seeing the figure of Takayama Fumi leaving, the middle-aged man hurried to Wada Jiro.

"Chef Wada, since you have decided to add Master Gao Shan's dishes to the menu."

"How about I order two copies now?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

As for the two copies he mentioned, it naturally refers to him and Mito Yumei.

"can."

"But you also heard the boss."

"Please make a reservation first. As for whether to do it or not, it depends on the mood of the boss."

Looking at the first order in front of him, Wada Jiro responded with a smile.

"It's natural!"

"How dare I force Master Gao Shan?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, without further ado, he transferred 180 million yen directly to Gao Shanwen's account.

Among them, 120 million yen is the meal payment for him and Mito Yumei, and the remaining 60 yen is the meal payment for him and Mito Yumei this time.

180 million yen, this small amount of money is nothing to him at all.

"OK."

"I'll talk to my boss next."