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Kitchen.

Sanji suddenly started cooking as if on stimulants.

It immediately attracted the attention of others.

"Hey, Sanji, did you take the wrong medicine today? Why are you so excited?"

A chef immediately put down what he was doing and looked over.

However, Sanji didn't hear what the man was saying at all, and was concentrating on cooking.

Soon, this situation attracted more and more people's attention.

"Huh? Why is this done here? Sanji, this is obviously not our recipe, right? Is your brain going crazy?"

"If the food is not delicious, the reputation of our restaurant on the sea will be greatly reduced. When the old man gets angry, he will definitely beat you to death!"

"Hey, you seem to have added a little too much salt. Wouldn't that ruin the taste?"

"Wait, why is there so little soup? Doesn't the meat taste bad?"

"Damn it, this kid doesn't seem to be listening to what we are saying."

The entire kitchen chefs were attracted by Sanji's unusual behavior.

However, when she saw the way he cooked, she shook her head.

Based on their chef's intuition, they determined that doing this would definitely not taste any better.

But Sanji, this guy, seemed to be possessed by a demon today.

I couldn't listen to them at all.

Go your own way.

"It's over. I'm afraid our restaurant's reputation will be ruined in the hands of this kid."

"I don't know what kind of fever I have today."

"We understand that you want to create innovative recipes, but trying this hastily will not only waste ingredients, but also drive away customers."

Finally, Sanji finished the last dish.

Served on a plate.

Without even looking at the other chefs, he rushed out of the kitchen.

"Damn it, this kid..."

The chefs were furious.

A man curiously scooped up a little of the soup base in the pot with his fork and took a sip.

"I'll go! This smells like this!"

The person next to him glanced sideways at him and said, "Is it too unpalatable?"

"No! This taste is simply amazing!"

"What? Impossible!"

Hearing this, the other chefs tasted the soup base.

result.

"Tsk! This taste is soft in the mouth. The umami taste and the original taste of Neptune have reached a perfect balance. The two sides complement each other. It's like being in heaven!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I originally thought that such a perfect dish could not exist in this world. I didn't expect...I didn't expect...that I would be so lucky to taste it!"

"Ah! I'm afraid it requires a just right balance between the heat, the proportion of spices, and the taste of the ingredients themselves to make such a delicious meal, right?"

"How did this kid Sanji do it?"

"He didn't seem to finish it haphazardly, but with a confident attitude, as if he had already known that this flavor would come out this way!"

"Damn it, there were several more dishes just now. I'm really curious about their taste!"

"Let's go out and take a look. Maybe you can taste the bottom of the plate."

As a result, a group of people walked out of the kitchen in a mighty manner without cooking any food.

I just want to try Sanji’s cooking.

Soon, the consequence of this behavior was that most of the dishes ordered by the guests were not served.

Someone quickly found Redfoot Zhefu and complained.

"What? The chefs are on strike?"

Zhefu's face turned cold.

This restaurant is his dream, his career, and everything to him.

It must not be ruined by lazy chefs.

"Let's go! I'll make the decision for you! If the chefs really don't want to quit and get out, then I'll have to cook it myself!"

“And today’s dishes are all free for you!”

Just when Zhefu and a group of indignant guests rushed to the restaurant.

But suddenly I saw a group of people gathering in front of a table, not knowing what they were doing.

And among this group of people, in addition to the "striking" chefs, there were actually guests.

See this scene.

Zhefu's face moved slightly and he quickly walked over.

Just after he got closer, a burst of comments came from the middle of the crowd.

"Hmm... But with this stir-fried Neptune-like shredded pork, you've improved a lot compared to before."

"The inventor of the previous recipe obviously had a bland taste and added too little salt. You added a little more when frying this time, and the umami flavor came out."

Upon hearing this, Zhefu's face froze.

Because he invented this dish!

It's even one of his most proud dishes.

I often fry it for Sanji and others to eat.

"Is my taste really that bland?"

At this time, Zhefu began to reflect on himself, which is the quality that an excellent chef should have.

Only by constantly reflecting on yourself and improving your recipes and cooking skills can you make truly delicious food.

At this time, Zhefu recalled Sanji's comment when he drank his seafood soup.

"Old man, you put too little salt in it."

"Idiot, what do you know? The essence of seafood soup is the word "fresh". If you add too much salt, it will cover up the fresh taste!"

"But... doesn't salt enhance the freshness?"

"What? You kid, you can't even cut potatoes into shreds, how dare you question me?"

"oh……"

At this time, Zhefu's expression suddenly changed.

Push through the crowd.

Suddenly I saw a young man sitting at the table, tasting the dishes.

Next to him was Sanji. This boy was actually holding a notebook and pencil, recording something quite seriously.

"Hmm...this seafood fried rice..."

At this time, Luo Feng took a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth, tasting it carefully.

"If you add too much oil, although the oil can make the fried rice more fragrant, too much oil will make it greasy. You must know that many people eat very light food..."

Luo Feng talked eloquently and tasted one dish after another.

Sanji took notes very carefully.

The chefs nearby also nodded silently or shook their heads.

He looked like he was studying.

"this……"

Zhefu was a little speechless. Normally, these guys were very arrogant.

I didn’t expect that I would become so studious now.

But he himself soon became immersed in Luo Feng's lectures.

Suddenly, Luo Feng stopped.

Everyone looked unfinished and looked at him curiously, wondering why he stopped.

"Uh... hiccup~"

Luo Feng burped very rudely, "I'm full."

Everyone:...

I'm dizzy! ! !

Good guy, he ate all the food on the table by himself!

Can you not be full?

Moreover, before that, he had already finished the whole table!

This amount of food is already amazing, it is estimated to be equivalent to the food intake of seven or eight ordinary people!

So edible!

"Young man, I think you are very talented as a chef, no! It should be said that you have the highest understanding of food that I have ever seen in my life!"

At this time, Zhefu became interested in talents and said to Luo Feng.

"Okay, with this young man as the chef, we can all have delicious food in the future."

The people around him became excited.

How can we live without delicious food?

However……

"Sorry, I'm just an adventurer," Luo Feng refused directly.

"Besides, I'm not a gourmet, I just know a little bit about it, and based on my own understanding, I made slight improvements to the recipes."

What does it mean to know a little bit?

Everyone was dizzy.

If this can be called a little understanding, then the food made by these people is simply rubbish!

Some people who had eaten the food on Luo Feng's table now went back to eat the food prepared by other chefs.

It's just tasteless!

"No! Young man, you can't leave!"

"Yeah, stay and be a chef!"

“The East China Sea cannot live without you, just like the West cannot live without Jerusalem!”