Bai Lu looked at him with disbelief on his face: "Can you taste passion?" ”

The translator said: "It's a lack of passion. ”

"One meaning." Bai Lu smiled, this old man is really interesting.

After tasting these dishes, he personally cooked for Bai Lu, and Shiratori Nobuo even said that he wanted to compete with him.

Bai Lu said: "Don't make such trouble, just cook for you." "Get up and go to the kitchen.

Nobuo Shiratori wanted to see how powerful Shiraji was, and it was definitely not ordinary to be respected by the god of sushi, so he walked to the kitchen at the same time.

The kitchen is clean and tidy, and in this regard alone, the kitchen of a standard restaurant is cleaner than that of most Western restaurants, all the kitchen utensils are arranged in different categories, and even the clothes in the wardrobe are hung neatly, like a military camp.

Nobuo Shiratori glanced at the door and gave a thumbs up to Shiraku: "Not bad." ”

Shiraro smiled and asked Shiratori what he wanted to eat.

Shiratori thought for a moment: "Make me a picture." "It's a reminder of the painting of the Blue Stone Drunk.

Bai Lu didn't do it: "It's too time-consuming, it's better to shoot a cucumber." Without waiting for Nobuo Shiratori to speak, he went to the side dish to retrieve two cucumbers, cleaned them, removed both ends, and put them on the cutting board and patted them with the back of his knife.

After smashing it, quickly cut it into a few knives, divide it into small pieces, put it on a plate, sprinkle it with various spices and stir it, and hand it to Nobuo Shiratori: "Taste it." ”

Nobuo Shiratori was speechless again, and Comrade Translator was also speechless, knowing that you are amazing, but you use cucumbers to entertain the owners of the world's top 50 restaurants? The translator really didn't want to look at the white road anymore.

Bai Lu said again: "Taste it." "Tidy up the table.

Then try it, Nobuo Shiratori took his chopsticks and pointed at the cucumber.

Although he knew that Lu Dao Bailu was fooling him. But Nobuo Shiratori was still very cooperative to taste this casual cucumber dish.

He had seen the whole production process, although he had never done it before, but he asked himself that he had learned such a dish, and he did not have any illusions about this dish, and planned to let Bai Lu make a dish with his heart after tasting it.

I thought so, but when the cucumber was swallowed and chewed slightly, Nobuo Shiratori had a look of disbelief on his face, like many people who had tasted Hakuji dishes. The head is saying how is it possible?

How can it be? Just do it for a dish. How can it be so delicious?

Swallowed one bite, tasted the second bite, and after chewing for a long time, Shiratori Nobuo bowed to Bai Lu with a serious expression: "Your Excellency is the king of the kitchen." ”

He originally wanted to compare his sword skills to his sense of taste or something. After such a dish. All the thoughts of wanting to compete are gone. A person can make a cucumber like this, and it tastes so delicious. Do you want to try other cooking skills?

Bai Lu said: "What are you for, just eat you." He walked out of the kitchen.

Nobuo Shiratori hesitated for a moment, picked up the cucumber and followed the cucumber. That's eating while walking.

Walking outside, Bai Lu said, "That's it, let him continue to accompany you, and call me if you need anything." ”

He wanted to leave, but Nobuo Shiratori wouldn't let him, and took a step forward and said, "I want to learn cooking from you." ”

Bai Lu said: "If you can't learn, don't waste time." Say a few nonsense words to the hotel waiter and walk out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, He Shan called and asked where he was.

Bai Lu asked, "What are you doing?" ”

He Shanqing told him a piece of exciting news: "The legendary girl beat Gong You." ”

Bai Lu asked, "It's okay, right?" ”

"What can it be? There is a slut in the palace, and when people get married, they still make up, not looking for a fight. ”

Bai Lu said: "It's better to be careful. ”

"If you fight, you will fight, and if you don't accept it, you will continue to fight." He Shanqing said: "I have to celebrate this matter, go to Gao Yuan's house to drink at night, don't arrange things, pick you up at night." After that, he hung up the phone.

Bai Lu wanted to laugh when he heard it, and he would fight when he said it, the legendary girl was really a man.

Gao Yuan wanted to clean up the palace, but he had just made a big deal and was ordered to keep a low profile, so he could only swallow his anger in the near future. The legendary girl doesn't pay much attention to that person, why did she make an impulsive move?

In things like this, the reason is not important, the important thing is the result, and the most important thing is to have a result that everyone shouts good about.

After he finished calling, Nobuo Shiratori followed: "I want to worship you as a teacher, please accept me." ”

This guy really has a personality, you are sixty years old, and you want to worship me as a teacher? Bai Lu refused with a smile, only saying that he could learn appropriately.

Nobuo Shiratori rubbed for a while, and when he saw that Bai Lu still didn't let go, his mood was low.

Bai Lu said: "You stay here to play, and the house is decorated, I have to go back to see it." ”

Fitment? Well, you go back and decorate. Nobuo Shiratori sat down at an empty table with a cucumber and slowly savored the impossible delicacy one by one.

The more he ate, the more he was excited, this dish alone could defeat all the chefs he had ever seen, this was not a dish at all, it was the legendary immortal elixir.

It's obviously a cucumber, and it's also a cucumber in your mouth, but it's delicious, so delicious that I don't know how to describe it, and it's a bit out of the cucumber taste? Nobuo Shiratori frowned and thought about it, thinking about it and thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason, it was obviously a cucumber, what was he eating and eating, but it was a little different?

This afternoon, he stayed in the standard restaurant to think about the cucumber problem, how to keep the original taste of a dish, but can it become extremely delicious?

He pondered his time, Bai Lu had already gone home, watching Xiao Hei lead people busy.

Xiao Hei really has some ability, obviously he is a car repairer, but he didn't expect to even repair the house, and the shelf below can bear the load, and there can be more play space. Wrap it around a wire mesh, lay it on a plastic sheet or something, lay it on a carpet, and get a big air conditioner to complete the task.

He knew that he was in a hurry, so he worked from morning to ten o'clock in the evening before returning home. Continue the next day.

Because Bai Lu also lives on the roof of the building, he cleans up the kitchen room with his feet, and he can barely live in it.

In the evening, Xiao Hei was working, and He Shanqing took Bai Lu to eat celebratory wine.

Although it was a bit boring, it was able to be high-spirited, and Bai Lu happily went.

Gao Yuan had multiple gauze on his body, and he went to the hospital to change dressings every now and then. Seeing Gao Yuan's virtue, Bai Lute was happy, and invited Gao Yuan to drink, saying that the wound of drinking was good quickly. Of course, Gao Yuan had to scold back.

Tonight's drinking party was quite lively. It's rare to get together to have fun and harmony.

Bai Lu was worried that something would happen to the legendary girl, so he asked a few questions. Everyone said it was okay and continued to drink.

I drank and made trouble, and I didn't go home until midnight. At this time, Xiao Heidu had already gone home.

The next day, Xiao Hei continued to work. Nobuo Shiratori also called again and asked him to meet him at the standard hotel.

After all, Nobuo Shiratori was a sixty-year-old man, and Shiraro respected him very much and was willing to accompany him for a while, so he rushed to the hotel.

It was morning. The hotel is closed. Nobuo Shiratori sat at an empty table. In front of him was a piece of paper and a black pouch.

Waiting for Shiraji to enter the door, Shiratori Nobuo got up and bowed: "Excuse me." ”

"Don't bother." Bai Lu pondered, the old man had not drunk fruit brew yet, so he asked the waiter to bring a small jar.

When the waiter takes the wine. Nobuo Shiratori asks the interpreter to speak to Shirao.

In simple terms. The kitchen idiot didn't hold back in the end. Since you don't want to cook a good dish for me, let's try it. And if you don't want to compete yet? If you don't want to show your skills, Shiratori-san, you will chase Bailu endlessly.

It's still the original few test items. Nobuo Shiratori wants to win.

The first one is a knife skill, cucumber slices, radish strips, onion diced.

Generally speaking, Western and Japanese food are not as exaggerated as Chinese food, and they care more about the taste of the dishes. It's rare to have such a knife master as Nobuo Shiratori.

However, due to the limited dishes, they do not need to cut shredded potatoes, and cutting strips and cubes is the most common way to handle ingredients.

Hearing the translator say these words, Bai Lu sighed, why is this person endless? didn't speak, went directly to the kitchen, and asked the cook on duty to find radishes, cucumbers and other things.

As usual, it is cleaned and then started. Shiraji didn't ask Nobuo Shiratori, for cooking, to use a very vulgar phrase, his enemy was himself. Naturally, you don't have to worry about what happens to Nobuo Shiratori, just pick up the knife and work.

First pick up the cucumber slice, press and hold it on the cutting board, and the knife in your right hand is flying, and within a few seconds, a piece of transparent cucumber slice appears in front of you.

It is paper-thin and transparent. Only this hand was exposed, and Shiratori Nobuo was sure that Shiraji was a real master.

Quickly cut a cucumber, take the radish in your hand, remove the tail and head, and quickly cut it into cigarette-sized radish strips. Then take the onion and cut it into cubes.

This guy is so fast, it seems to you that the kitchen knife never left the board at all, but after a few moments, the whole radish cracked into many small strips, and the whole onion began to fall into many small dices of the same size.

What kind of speed is this? It's amazing.

After cutting it, Shiraku said to Nobuo Shiratori: "That's it, if you win me with the knife function, let's talk about other competition methods." ”

Bai Lu has a big kitchen knife in his hand, looking at that terrifying speed, how can he be a little unbelievable, such a knife can cut so fast?

Nobuo Shiratori grabbed the black bag, thought about it for a while, walked forward slowly, opened the bag, and took out a kitchen knife for Western food, no more than five centimeters wide and more than ten centimeters long.

Shiratori was convinced or wanted to compare.

Also take the cucumber, radish, onion, put them on the board in order, take a few deep breaths, take a long breath, take the cucumber in your left hand, stick it with the knife in your right hand, and start slicing.

He was very fast and cut thinly, but unfortunately the opponent was Bai Lu. After seeing Bai Lu's fast hand, his speed seemed to be a little slower.

Forty-five years in the industry, practicing sword skills every day, Nobuo Shiratori did not believe that he would lose.

His knife seemed to have never left the board, the blade was so fast that he couldn't even hear the sound of slicing, and after cutting the cucumber in silence, he wiped it with his hand, and the thin slices of cucumber were wiped into a long dragon.

It is said that after slicing, the radish strips should be cut, but after the cucumber slices are removed, the white bird picks up a slice and looks at it carefully, and then takes the cucumber slices cut by the white road to look at it, looks at it for a while, and whispers: "I lost." ”

The cucumber slices of the two of them are cut very evenly, and the hand is more stable and the knife is more stable. It is also very thin, and the thin transparent is visible. However, there is a point that Nobuo Shiratori is a little slower, and the slices are slightly thicker.

Each side of the white road is as thin as the thinnest line, or as thin as a cicada's wings. Nobuo Shiratori's is a little thicker, but just a little bit, each piece is a little thicker, and naturally he loses. (To be continued......)