I'm a pirate in Tokyo

The two chatted all the way from the French restaurant to the palace. Sanji actually had doubts about the fantasy-level mammoth meat Wu Sheng said. After all, he had never tasted it or even smelled it, so he couldn't imagine the taste at all.

"Although I really want to try it, my current strength is probably not enough, right?" Sanji sighed regretfully.

"I feel that not only your fighting power is not enough, but your cooking skills are also not enough. I can't imagine any other way to cook that meat other than grilling it. I even think that any seasoning is a kind of blasphemy to the meat. "Wu Sheng shook his head and gave Sanji a double negation.

"You actually doubted my cooking skills!" He admitted that his fighting ability was inferior, but when it came to his proud cooking skills, Sanji was not convinced.

"Ah, we're here!" Wu Sheng ignored Sanji, turned the corner and saw this single-family house built on the slope, with the door sign reading "Morning Meeting".

This house combines modern architectural structures with simple natural materials. Its appearance is a very common Japanese one-family house (single-family house). The exterior walls are made of gray bricks and stones, but when entering the house In front are two wide and large horizontal mahogany doors, which should be garages. Generally speaking, it looks like a traditional Japanese house in the 1960s. The structure also maintains the old "field" structure, blending in with the surrounding lush trees and flowers. Together, they form a unique and simple atmosphere.

The garage door was closed, and when I looked forward, I realized that the real main entrance was still a few steps up.

"I'm envious..." Wu Sheng, who is Chinese at heart, yearns most for people from Japan, Europe and the United States, their single-family houses with architectural beauty.

Especially in Japan, as a country where high-end apartments are more expensive than detached houses, these "one-family buildings" are one of Wu Sheng's ultimate goals.

Although it must be very troublesome to take care of...

But what man doesn’t want to have a three-story paradise of his own?

Wu Sheng rang the doorbell with longing, while thinking about how he would design and decorate a house like this in the future.

"Oh, Takeda and Sanji." Kyono's voice sounded through the microphone in the porch, and the iron door opened automatically with a bang: "Come in."

Entering is a corridor covered with trees, with passage gaps on the left and right. There is a warm and dim light above the head. Inside is the small door with the above glass and wooden lattice. A brighter light shines through the glass. Wu Sheng feels that he has fallen in love with this place. A small building: "Chef Lunzi looks so tasteful."

"I heard from Mr. Kyono that Chef Renzi seemed to have mortgaged the house to the bank, and GM Tokyo just got the loan and started working." Sanji heard this and whispered from the side.

"Oh? You are betting your life on GM Tokyo!" Wu Sheng did not expect that the usually kind and kind big sister chef would have such a decisive side.

"Isn't that right?" Mr. Kyono was waiting for them at the entrance. It was quite quiet here, and the whispers of the two people could be clearly heard: "Just to repay Renzi's determination, we must also get three Michelin stars. !”

"Oh!" Sanji nodded: "It's necessary!"

Wu Sheng smelled the aroma of sauce and meat wafting from the room, and nodded repeatedly: "It smells so good!"

Kyono led the two of them to the dining room. The dining room and the kitchen were connected together. Aizawa was sitting at the dining table writing and drawing in a notebook, probably recording the seasoning data of the dishes.

At this time, Ohana was holding an iron spoon and stirring in a large casserole. When she heard the noise, she turned back to the two of them and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, I have something very urgent to tell you, master." Sanji quickly replied.

"Oh, you are here? You are in for a treat, we are having sukiyaki today." Chef Renzi came in from the glass door adjacent to the kitchen and the courtyard, holding a stack of pickles in his hand.

"Oh oh oh!" Wu Sheng quickly liked: "Is there anything you need help with?"

"Yes, come, wash and cut these vegetables and meat." With two coolies here, the flowers will not be wasted.

Sukiyaki is a very famous Japanese cuisine. Generally, when families celebrate reunions, they will choose sukiyaki. The main ingredients are always beef, vegetables and tofu. The flavors are divided into Kansai and Kanto flavors, but

It’s not a hot pot, it’s more like a “pot” in Cantonese cuisine.

Wu Sheng and Sanji put on their aprons and began to help process the beef and vegetables.

And Ohana was busy seasoning at the kitchen counter.

"A spoonful of stock, light soy sauce, mirin, and sugar."

Mirin is a unique seasoning in Japanese food. It is a fermented product of rice and cooking wine. It tastes sweet and is often called "sweet wine".

After seasoning the soup stock, add the Beijing scallions diagonally cut into sections, which are the northern Chinese scallions, not the southern chives.

As the pot heats up, the soup stock rolls and fogs up, and the green onions that were just added begin to release a rich fragrance.

Wu Sheng was washing the mushrooms beside him, and took a deep breath. His nose was full of fragrance, and there was also a slight spicy taste of Beijing onions: "It's so fresh and strong!"

Even without eating it, Wu Sheng could identify the quality of the green onions just by smelling the aroma.

When the soup base is almost cooked, Wei Hua turns down the heat and simmers, picks up the pan on the side and pours oil, then takes out the tofu in the basin and frys it in the pan until both sides are golden brown.

Sanji was handling the fat beef slowly, smelling the aroma, his nose flaring, and keenly smelling the rich beef flavor, and couldn't help but ask: "Butter?"

Ohana nodded, took the tofu out of the pot, took the lean beef that Sanji had cut, and began to stir-fry it in butter.

After a few seconds, take it out of the pot. It’s not even cooked yet, just to fry out the aroma of beef fat. Then put the prepared ingredients, beef slices, tofu, mushrooms, cabbage, chrysanthemum, and konjac shreds on the side into the pot.

, and then poured a large spoonful of stock on the ingredients.

"Zi la!" said, and closed the lid.

When Sanji was about to speak, Ohana made a "shush" gesture with his index finger, indicating that he was cooking with all his heart and that he would talk about anything later.

Five minutes later, Ohana brought the cooking pot to the small gas stove on the dining table, opened the lid of the pot, and boom, the entire dining room was instantly filled with the fragrant gas composed of beef and sauce.

Not only Wu Sheng and Sanji, but also Kyono, who was sitting next to him and working with a notebook, was full of intoxication, his expression became happy, and his voice became softer unconsciously: "Well, the classic taste is Guan

Is it a Western flavor? What’s the deal with this sauce?”

Chef Renzi took 6 raw eggs from the refrigerator, cracked them and put them into 6 sauce dishes respectively. Yes, the dipping sauce for Japanese sukiyaki is raw eggs.

After the sauce dishes were divided, Wu Sheng quickly helped place rice bowls on each seat. At the same time, under the guidance of Lunzi, he took out the wooden chopsticks and placed them on the chopstick holders on the table.

Everyone couldn't wait to sit down. This time, Sanji didn't want to say anything and just stared at the pot of fragrant sukiyaki.

"Let's have a try, you're welcome." After washing her hands, Obana looked at the five people sitting down, but they hadn't moved their chopsticks yet, so she untied her apron and said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Sheng shouted to start eating, and started to eat without any ceremony.

Slightly fried thin slices of beef were dipped in egg liquid and brought to his mouth. His eyes widened instantly. The smooth and extremely smooth taste was mixed with a rich and pure soup. It was like a fresh meat bomb exploding in his mouth.

“Salty, smooth and tender!”

Everyone on the side also picked up the food they wanted to eat.

“Is the green one cabbage or green cabbage? It’s so fresh!”

"The shiitake mushrooms taste delicious after being chopped! Beautiful! Takeda!"

“The fried tofu is still golden in color after being cooked for a while, and it’s not aged at all inside.”

The beef is stir-fried in butter and simmered in double broth. The flavor has already penetrated into all the vegetables and tofu. The perfect details of the cooking and processing of the tail flower make every food taste amazing when you take it in your mouth.

No one can find fault with it.

Wu Sheng murmured: "I didn't expect Mr. Ohana's level of Japanese food to be so high!"

Ohana sat down, took a piece of beef and ate it by herself, raising her head slightly to feel the happiness brought by the food: "Of course, I studied cooking in Japan for many years when I was young... I think back then...

...." He began to talk to the young people about his story.

While they were talking, several other people kept their chopsticks and didn't want to add more rice. In a short time, half of the large pot of sukiyaki was gone.

Upon seeing this, Obana quickly joined the battle: "Save some for me!

Sukiyaki is a Japanese family dish that symbolizes reunion and joyful gathering. Under the delicate cooking skills of top chefs, the seemingly simple processing and every step are just right, allowing the taste of every ingredient to be fully developed.

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A silent and satisfying dinner.

Wu Sheng picked up the last piece of shiitake mushroom, chewed it carefully for a moment, swallowed it, and sighed with satisfaction. His spirit was soothed and relaxed like never before. This sukiyaki can actually calm the mind and soothe the soul.

Satisfied, I put down my chopsticks and was about to say, "I'm full."

Renzi on the side said again: "Is it time to cook chowder porridge?"

Wu Sheng was stunned and quickly picked up the chopsticks again: "What is chowder porridge?"

"Haha, let's do it, let's do it, I'll help you, Takeda, just sit back and wait to eat." Aizawa quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks and helped Renzi pick up the earthenware pot.

"Thank you, be careful, it's very hot." Renzi said quickly.

The two of them returned to the kitchen carrying the earthenware pot, while Ohana on the side seemed to have just remembered something: "By the way, Sanji, didn't you two say you had something to tell me?"

Sanji was stunned. After finishing the meal, he was still recalling the satisfaction and warmth brought by the food. He was recalling the details and operations of Ohana when handling the ingredients. He felt physically and mentally satisfied. He even didn't want to tell the frustrating story.

, so he looked at Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng sighed and briefly told the story about Kuzumi and Linda, hoping that Ohana would be more careful next time.

"What? Linda?" Kyono and Aizawa were quite surprised. They knew Linda. After all, she was Obana's ex-girlfriend.

"Why did she do these things?" Renzi, who was in the kitchen behind, was also very surprised and asked quickly.

Wu Sheng explained in detail the reasons why Linda and Kuzumi wanted to take revenge on Ohana and find out the murderer who caused them huge losses three years ago.

Aizawa suddenly realized: "So if Moe doesn't suddenly get sick, then it will be Miss Kuzumi who gets sick by then? So my suspicion is correct?"

However, Ohana's expression did not change: "So? What do you want to say?"

"I hope Mr. Ohana will be careful about Linda." Wu Sheng said.

"Linda is my most trusted gourmet, she would not do such a thing." Obana was very stubborn, and added: "I don't believe she would really do such a thing for a long time. When we were looking for new wine together, she

Isn't his performance the best proof?" He looked at Lunzi.

Renzi recalled this happy trip and Kuzumi's professional and enthusiastic display of her love for wine, and nodded: "Indeed, Miss Kuzumi's professionalism and attitude are beyond doubt."

"But she confessed, and she has already said that she will take the blame and resign in a few days." Sanji said quickly, hoping to make his master more alert and not to be fascinated by beauty.

"I won't agree." Ohana crossed her arms and had an indifferent expression on her face.

"Why!?" Aizawa was stunned, not understanding what Obana did.

Ohana's determination was resounding: "The reason is simple. On the road to pursuing three Michelin stars, we cannot lose such an excellent sommelier."

???

"Not only does she want to harm you, but she also wants to destroy GM Tokyo, Mr. Obana." Wu Sheng was confused. Could it be that the pressure from the palace made Obana stupid?

"She won't. I believe her. Since she told you everything, it proves that she will no longer carry out the original plan." Ohana said firmly.

Then he interrupted Sanji and Aizawa, who were still trying to persuade her, and said, "If there's anything else, let's wait until she finds Renko to resign."

Renzi is the chef and store manager.

"..." Wu Sheng and Sanji looked at each other, speechless. This boss was too ambitious.

At this time, Kyono suddenly shouted: "Ohana! Did you already know that Kuzumi was the daughter of a diplomat three years ago?" After saying that, he hurriedly took out a resume from the desk cabinet in the living room and gave it to his relatives.

After looking through the columns, sure enough, the father's column was the name of the diplomat who was involved in the French-Japanese diplomatic accident three years ago.

Ohana didn't answer, and looked up at the sky: "Anyway, I don't believe that Linda and Kuzumi, who love cooking and food so much, would do such a thing. They are probably just blinded by anger, and they will wake up sooner or later."

"But..." Aizawa wanted to say more.

Renzi suddenly interrupted: "That's enough! As caterers, we shouldn't put our minds here, but serve our guests with the best and most delicious dishes. Isn't that what we need to consider? Do they really want to do that?

Whatever, let them do it! As long as we do our part, we won’t be afraid of anyone!”

"And Linda has been the most famous gourmet in the world in the past ten years. Obana and I have known her since we first went to France as apprentices. We have known her for more than ten years. With her pride, she will definitely not do anything out of the ordinary."

Kyōno touched his chin and made his own judgment.

"Yes!" Ohana clapped her palms together, and said to Sanji and Wu Sheng with a sullen face: "You kids don't have to think so much, go to school well, especially you, Sanji, you don't have any other things to think about.

It seems that the homework I gave you is still too little."

“......”