Chapter 215

"Lao Fang, can you cook?" Wang Cong has known Fang jueyu for nearly half a year, but he has never seen him cook. Thank God he doesn't cook dark food, let alone compared with chefs like Zhou Bin.

"There are many things I can!" Fang jueyu said, "I'm proficient in massage, promoting blood circulation and bone setting, unlocking fortune telling, repairing watches and sticking films. You know a fart!"

"OK, I'll see you show your hand," Wang Cong was amused by Fang jueyu's words. "Boss Zhou, do you mind if we use your kitchen?"

"Of course not. I just want to see if Mr. Fang's cooking is really as good as he said!" Zhou Bin glanced at Fang jueyu's hand. There was no callosity on his palm. At a glance, he knew that he didn't often pick a knife and spoon. Even if such a person really knows how to cook, it can be imagined.

What's more, as a billionaire, Fang jueyu must have his own personal chefs. It's impossible for such people to cook in person. He doesn't believe that Fang jueyu can make more delicious dishes than him.

The kitchen in linxianju is very clean and tidy. Now is the best time for the business of the whole hotel. The chefs are busy.

From the way they cut vegetables, Fang jueyu saw something different. Their knife work was not as messy and casual as ordinary chefs, but more rules and regulations.

Zhou Bin's cooking place is not with other chefs, but has his own independent kitchen, because his knives, pots and shovels are specially made.

"Mr. Fang doesn't mind if I watch?" Zhou Bin asked.

"Of course, if boss Zhou is interested, he can naturally look around." Fang jueyu glanced at the kitchen. All the tools were available. Zhou Bin was really a very professional cook.

"Well, how about I make a braised bass, too?" Fang jueyu looked at Zhou Bin.

"Help yourself." Zhou Bin made a gesture of invitation. He wanted to see what Fang jueyu had to do to achieve the so-called intention.

In fact, Fang jueyu didn't mean to trouble Zhou Bin at all, nor did he mean to be a bar elite. He just saw that this extraordinary young man had some thoughts about recruiting him into the super Seminary, so naturally he had to show his hand to conquer him.

"Watch it!" Fang jueyu stretched out his hand to the fish in the pool.

"Suck the palm!" A strong biological current swept out of Fang jueyu's palm. The bass swimming in the pool seemed to be bound by an invisible force and sucked into his palm.

"He is not an ordinary man!" Zhou Bin's eyes changed. Although he could do that move just now, he was definitely not as relaxed as Fang jueyu. The first person on the Forbes list was actually an ancient martial arts expert.

He did the same with the kitchen knife on the side. Without moving his steps, he held the kitchen knife three meters away in his hand.

He threw the bass into the sky, "Dugu Jiujian!"

A common kitchen knife turned into an invincible weapon in Fang jueyu's hand. The scales were exfoliated from the bass with great accuracy, but it didn't hurt the fish at all.

"NIMA? What the hell is this? "Peel the scales with Dugu Jiujian?" Although Wang Cong is an ordinary person and doesn't know whether Fang jueyu is using Dugu Jiujian in martial arts novels, he is sure that Fang jueyu is definitely not waving and chopping.

The most shocking thing is Zhou Bin. Fang jueyu's sword technique is extremely accurate. Apart from anything else, his sharp insight is not comparable to that of ordinary ancient martial arts experts.

Pop!

The bass landed on the chopping board, and the scales on his body had peeled off, but the whole process lasted only a few seconds, and the bass was still alive.

Under Fang jueyu's knife technique, all kinds of ingredients such as onion, ginger and garlic have become uniform pieces. People who don't know think he is performing any acrobatics.

Although Fang jueyu's knife technique is fancy, his practice is just the practice of ordinary braised fish. When the dark red soup boils in the pot, a strong smell suddenly fills the whole kitchen.

Fang jueyu picked up the perch and hit the fish with his own biological current a moment before he put it into the pot. The originally tight and elastic fish became loose in an instant, but he didn't lose his mouth.

The next step was the process of braised sauce taste. Under the action of internal force, the soup was completely integrated with delicious fish. The tempting color made Wang Cong swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Finally, under their eager eyes, the bass came out of the pot. Wang Cong couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth at a lightning speed.

"What's the hurry? Hungry ghost reincarnation, you! " Fang jueyu laughed and scolded.

At the moment of the entrance of the fish, Wang Cong's eyes changed instantly. He seemed to feel a breath of the sea. This breath not only had no fishy smell, but was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance.

This feeling is hard to describe in words. His hands can't help clutching in front of his chest. The picture is like a teenager with two diseases.

"Is it really so magical?" Seeing Wang Cong's performance, Zhou Bin became curious. He also took a bite of fish and put it into his mouth.

At that moment, he showed almost the same expression as Wang Cong, as if there was a magical magic in this dish that affected his vision, taste and hearing.

Zhou Bin's cooking teacher once taught him that being able to conquer human taste is only the beginning of a culinary master. If you can change people's vision and even other senses, it is the realm a chef dreams of.

Now, he seems to see the man who can help him become a top chef.

"How's it going? Do you feel that charm? " Fang jueyu looked at Zhou Bin with a smile.

What he said is actually just a general statement. A real chef can integrate his ideas into the dishes. To put it bluntly, it is actually a spiritual force strong enough to affect others.

Of course, if you want to achieve such a state of cooking, you not only need to devote your heart to every step, but also have deep cultivation. Therefore, there are not so many real culinary masters in the world.

Zhou Bin's eyes at Fang jueyu are full of worship and fanaticism.

"Want to learn?" Fang jueyu smiled.

"Yes!" Zhou Bin nodded without hesitation. Although Jue Yu is younger than him from above his age, he has always been a teacher in the world.

"Then I'll teach you!" Fang jueyu looked into Zhou Bin's eyes and knew that his seminary would have another new student!