Chapter 722: A Call from Japan
Gao Yuan said: "Give you a reminder, don't get too close to him in the near future." β
"What? What's wrong? Bai Lu asked.
"Let me say something, you remember, there has never been a person in this world who is left and right." Takato is serious.
"What do you mean?"
"That means that if you know me, you can't be friends with Chai Ding'an."
This is an analogy to describe Sun Wangbei, there are many powerful people, you can only choose one side to follow, they are good, you can be good. If they're good for decades, you'll be able to make money for decades. Now that they're having a problem, you have to think about where you're going.
This is a struggle at the top, and the little people can only look away.
Bai Lu asked, "Just call and say this?" β
"I kindly advise you." Gao Yuan hung up the phone.
Bai Lu called the phone: "When you talk to Lao Tzu in the future, you can talk clearly, shut up as soon as possible, do you think you are talking about oracle bones?" Idiot. "Hang up the phone first.
The whole thing, in a nutshell, someone or some people who have a relationship with Sun Wangbei are in danger, Sun Wangbei is deeply implicated, and he can't escape if he wants to, so he has to urgently arrange a retreat for Sun Jiaojiao.
Hanging up Gao Yuan's phone, Bai Lu smiled helplessly, am I considered to have no position?
At this time, a girl came up to greet Bai Lu: "The meal is ready." β
Since Li Keer cooked a meal for Bai Lu, the girls suddenly realized that they had to cook for Bai Lu to express their gratitude, after all, they had eaten and lived for Bai Lu for a long time, and they were arranged to work, of course, they should be grateful.
As a result, coolie Bai finally had a happy life. Although this happy life came a little suddenly. It's also a bit brutal.
The girls are very attentive and work hard to cook well, but they are limited by experience and talent, and they are always worse. But fortunately, it's not as exaggerated as in the TV series, stir-fried charcoal, and I want to vomit when I eat it.
The dishes fried by the girls can't be said to be delicious, but they can barely be swallowed. In order to widen the heart of the vegetable girl, Bai Lu had to work hard to eat and taste a cruel happiness.
After dinner. Bai Lu returned to the room and continued to ponder about Sun Jiaojiao's affairs. Turn on the computer and watch the news to see who embezzled and who was sentenced.
In a fit of rage, Liv calls and says someone wants to invest in your company. Ask what's going on. Bai Lu replied and said that it was a note. Just leave the money and do it. Liv said yes. He was asked again when he was going to the United States. Bai Lu's answer was a few days.
The two chatted and talked about English, and Liv asked him to hurry up and study, and Bai Lu said okay. Wait to hang up the phone. I went to Shasha to borrow English books and studied them seriously.
This guy rarely worked hard, not only at night, but also studied as hard as he did at breakfast the next day, and nagged foreign words that no one could understand while reading a book, which made He Shanqing angry: "If I can't beat you, I can beat you two back and forth." β
Bai Lu asked in English, "Am I?" β
He Shanqing got up and went to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife: "Besides?" And then hack you. β
A girl on the side echoed: "Brother Bai, what you speak in English is really beaten." β
Bai Lu angrily reprimanded everyone: "A group of illiterate, embarrassed to talk about me? β
After dinner, I continued to study, and for whatever reason, Mr. Bai Da was finally willing to learn English anyway.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Bai Yu called and said that the head chef of the Aoyama Hotel in Japan wanted to talk to you.
Bai Lu was stunned for a while before he remembered what was going on in the Qingshan Hotel, and asked Bai Yu: "What does that guy want to do?" β
"I want to talk to you."
Bai Lu was a little hurt and asked Bai Yu, "Do you want to tell that guy that he understands Chinese?" β
As an illiterate person who doesn't know foreign languages in the new era, Bai Lu has a hostile attitude towards all those who are proficient in more than two languages, even including hometown dialects similar to foreign languages.
Bai Yu replied: "That person doesn't seem to know Chinese, and he said that he asked me to find a translator, and he also has an interpreter, so he made an appointment for a telephone meeting." β
Bai Lu sighed lightly and warmly praised the head chef for his superb skills, a good cook, and the dishes he made must be extremely delicious.
Where is this? Bai Yu also sighed: "In your eyes, the more illiterate you are, the more you like it." β
Bai Lu Zhengse said: "Nonsense! What did you take me for? β
Mr. Bai Da is a fairy! Bai Yu didn't argue with him about these useless things, and asked directly: "Do you want to talk to him?" β
"Say, I have to say, strengthen the friendship between the two countries."
Bai Yu said okay and went to contact the Japanese side. Then tell Bai Lu to start a telephone meeting at 3 p.m., and ask Bai Lu to ask for an interpreter.
Bai Lu excused himself to learn English and gave the task to Bai Yu.
Xu is there have been too many things recently, and there is a rare absence of phone harassment today, until two o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Yu brought a girl to the big house, and introduced Bai Lu to the Japanese translation.
Bai Lu welcomed him, took the English book and said to the translator: "I am good at English, but I don't know much about Japanese, so I'm in trouble." β
The girl smiled, "I majored in English, and Japanese is my second major......
What else was said later, Bai Lu didn't hear it at all, if it wasn't for the phone call coming soon, he would definitely yell at the girl: "Go out!" β
In the afternoon, there was no one at home, only He Shanqing and ducks, and then there were rustles and flowers at home. The rest of the people are all working hard in the outer world.
He Shanqing and Duck are also struggling, and the two are playing a game of boxing against the huge TV screen in the living room.
The excitement of these two bastards playing, Bai Lu was very indignant: "There is a place upstairs, you two can actually operate." β
He Shanqing didn't do it: "How painful." β
Soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Lu, Bai Yu, plus the translation girl, and the three of them sat in the study waiting for the call.
When he came to this room, Bai Lu was very novel: "I didn't expect that there was such an antique room at home." β
Bai Yu has no language, who is this?
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the chiming clock rang on time, and at the same time the phone rang, Bai Yu pressed the speakerphone, and the three people and several people on the other end of the phone began to talk.
Speaking of which, there is only one purpose, please go to the Aoyama Hotel for a look, and the Japanese side can take care of the entire cost.
Bai Lu really didn't want to go, and he kept saying that he was very busy.
After chatting like this, the head chef of the Castle Peak Hotel muttered a lot of words, and the translator said: "He proposed a formal challenge to you, a cooking competition, and I hope you can accept it." β
Bai Lu listened to Yile: "This guy is not the head chef of the Qingshan Hotel, right?" β
If Castle Peak Hotel can really be selected as one of the world's top 50 hotels, how can the dignified chef be so impulsive and naΓ―ve?
Only those who have learned fine cooking know that there is no real first in the chef industry. This thing is the same as an essay contest, unless it is a propositional essay, it is absolutely difficult to distinguish who is first and who is second.
Chef competition, you can compare knife skills, you can compare creativity, you can compare the familiarity of ingredients, etc., etc., but if you really want to compare the first and second, or that sentence, a potato is to make flowers, how can it be compared with sea cucumbers?
For example, a certain chef in the Jiangnan area has been making crabs all his life, and he can use a knife to dismember the cooked crabs, the meat is meat, the shell is the shell, and the crab dishes made are absolutely delicious. But his knife skills are really average, and he has to slowly slice a tofu thinly.
This chef is a top chef, specializing in crab feasts for more than 40 years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master of crabs, but if you let him participate in the chef competition, maybe the primary selection will be brushed down.
Another example is Chef Yamada, who has been making sushi all his life and is a well-known sushi god in the world. But isn't it embarrassing for you to let him fry and fry?
Only the words of the Japanese are obviously very unprofessional, so Bai Lu has this question.
Hearing this, the interpreter asked, "Do you want to translate?" β
Bai Lu said: "Translation, must be translated. β
So, the interpreter spoke a few words to the other end of the phone.
The phone is speakerphone-free, in fact, there is no need for an interpreter to speak, and the translator on the other end of the phone has already translated what Bai Lu said to the chef.
After hearing this, the head chef laughed, praised Bai Lu for being a good chef, and then put forward the requirements of the competition, first, to test the knife skills, the head chef was very proud, and did not believe that there were chefs who were better than his own knife skills. Second, the sense of smell is the ability to smell through the nose to identify the type of dish or seasoning. Third, the taste of the competition, through the tasting of the dish, accurately say the type and amount of seasoning used.
Hearing these things, Bai Lu said with disdain: "This guy is definitely a half-ass. β
The interpreter asks what is the cause.
Bai Lu said: "There are so many kinds of dishes and so many seasonings in the whole world, I don't believe that this guy is omniscient, and he is simply bragging." β
After he finished saying this, the translator on the other end of the phone called him, and after exchanging a few words with the head chef, he said in Chinese: "That's right, you have to compete in these things, unless you dare not compare, unless you are not the best chef." β
Hearing this, Bai Lu was finally taken aback and asked, "How old are you?" β
The head chef of the Castle Peak Hotel said, "According to you Chinese, I am a Jiazi. β
Sixty years old? But even if you are 600 years old, you will not be able to taste the ingredients of the entire world, this thing is simply an impossible task. Because of the different regions, everyone eats different things. For example, there is a legendary dish in a province in the southwest of the motherland, beef deflated.
Not to mention the Japanese, not many people even know about this strange dish. And when you know the Tao, you basically won't taste it. This dish is legendary.
Another example is in Greater Africa, crocodiles are normal food, and roast monkeys are too, just ask, how many people in the whole world have eaten roast monkey meat?
Listening to the chef's confident words, Bai Lu asked, "Do you know Master Yamada?" β
Chef Yamada is the legendary god of sushi, and at the Asian Food Festival in May this year, the elderly were invited to go out of the mountain to be judges. I have tasted the craftsmanship of Bai Lu and am full of praise. And Bai Lu is also acquainted.
The head chef of Aoyama Restaurant replied, "I don't dare to say that I know each other, but I was fortunate to have listened to the teachings of Master Yamada." β
Hearing this, Bai Lu was a little depressed, talking to me like crazy, but he had absolute respect and respect for Yamada, and he really didn't give face.
Okay, I also admire that little old man Yamada, but do you know that? I'm a chef! That's how you treat the kitchen god?
Bai Lu, who was very unhappy, asked casually: "What did he teach you?" (To be continued......)