Chapter 154: Trying to poach people again
“They said they had never eaten such delicious Okonomiyaki before and asked if there was any more?”
Nakatani turned around and bowed to the customers repeatedly, mumbling something.
"He said that when he went to Hong Kong, he ate ramen at the ramen restaurant opened by Miss Yue and thought the ramen was delicious. He asked the waiter and found out that this was a ramen restaurant opened by the owner of Ningyan, the largest restaurant in Hong Kong. He didn't know why a Hong Kong person could make ramen that suits the Japanese taste so well. This question has always been in his mind, and he didn't expect to meet Miss Yue here..."
After listening to this, Yue Ning also turned around and bowed to the customers: "Thank you for liking my Okonomiyaki!"
She looked at Nakatani, and then at the guests with a sincere look: "I respect everyone who takes food seriously. I am also willing to learn about food. This time I came to Japan at the invitation of several gourmets to exchange ideas and promote Japanese food to the citizens of Hong Kong. I happened to meet Mr. Nakatani, and his enthusiasm touched me very much. It just so happens that I also hope to understand the taste of Japanese guests, and I was invited by him to make these Okonomiyaki. I hope everyone can give real opinions. Thank you!"
"It's delicious, but one bite is too little."
"Can I pay for it?"
"Yes! Yes! I'll pay for it, okay?"
“…”
The more people in the store heard this, the more impatient the people queuing outside became. Nakatani apologized to everyone. He brought over a bunch of boxes of Okonomiyaki from their store and put Yue Ning's Okonomiyaki in there as well, and gave them to the people in line.
Yue Ning started making Hiroshima-style yaki on the iron plate. He used a spoon to gently swirl a ball of batter into a thin pancake, then placed the ingredients layer by layer on top, including the pork belly. When it came time to flip the mountain of ingredients over, Yue Ning asked the onlookers, "Guess if I can flip it over."
Some say no, some say yes.
One person said something that made the whole audience laugh. The translator said, "He thinks you can do it, but he hopes you fail."
“That’s too bad.”
Yue Ning pretended to be very nervous, and paused for a moment after shoveling in with two shovels. Everyone's eyes were focused on her hands. With a slight flip, the Hiroshima-yaki turned over easily. The pork belly was at the bottom, being grilled on the iron plate.
She poured oil, fried the noodles, and as for the seasoning, she borrowed the method of the teppanyaki master last night. She roasted the soy sauce on the iron plate to bring out the aroma, and then poured it on the fried noodles. There were no fancy moves, but it was pleasing to the eye.
Yue Ning formed the fried noodles into a circle, moved the Hiroshima yaki over and pressed it on the noodles, then cracked an egg and fried it on the iron plate.
Hiroshima yaki is stacked again, layer upon layer, which is the essence of Hiroshima yaki.
At some point, the boss across from her stood in the crowd and looked at her.
Yue Ning wanted to show him something, so this time she poured the sauce not in a wavy pattern like she did with Okonomiyaki, but spread it flat and smeared the white mayonnaise on the brown sauce.
She did every step beautifully, so why did she mess up the last step?
At this moment, she picked up a bamboo stick and began to sketch. With just a few strokes, a white phoenix with its wings flapping appeared on it. She painted blazing flames on the edge, which was a pattern of the phoenix's nirvana.
Everyone exclaimed in amazement. Yue Ning sprinkled seaweed crumbs on the phoenix and placed a circle of bonito flakes around the phoenix. She pushed the Hiroshima-yaki to the side with a shovel.
She said, "I'll make another one. What pattern do you want to see?"
From flowers and plants to cats, someone called out "Fujiwara Tsukiko".
Yue Ning asked: "Who is this?"
The translator said: “□□.”
Yue Ning understood, but she pretended not to understand and said, "I don't know him. And I'm not good at drawing portraits. I'd better draw the unicorn that this gentleman mentioned!"
Nakatani cut the Hiroshima yaki, scooped up the biggest piece, took a few bamboo sticks, walked out, and went to the boss opposite, nodding and bowing. The boss looked unhappy.
The translator interrupted at this time, and the boss was so angry that he knocked over the Hiroshima-yaki in Nakatani's hand and jumped up and down and cursed.
Yue Ning asked: "What are you talking about?"
"He said that Nakatani was bringing shame to the Japanese by letting a Hong Kong native cook Japanese food. I said he was jealous that Nakatani could find a master chef to guide him. He could only watch as Nakatani's store got better and better in the future." After the translator finished speaking, he rolled his eyes.
This brother will add fuel to the fire.
The fire burned even more fiercely. The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over. He even rushed over to the stall, shouting something.
Yue Ning didn't stop, looking at the food on the ground, and said, "Old man, you don't even have the courage to taste it, what are you still arguing about?"
After the translator said this, the people watching suddenly didn't know what to say, and the old man stopped talking.
Yue Ning picked up the mayonnaise squeeze bottle again and said, "I like to have rational discussions with my peers, but I don't like to have meaningless arguments with people."
Yue Ning drew a unicorn, sprinkled seaweed and bonito flakes, and launched Hiroshima-style grilled food: "Without a heart that loves food, how can you cook with your heart? And how can you make delicious Osaka-style grilled food?"
Yue Ning finished, she turned to Nakatani and said, "Mr. Nakatani, I leave this to you. I'm going inside to eat."
Yue Ning waved to the translator to accompany her into the store, found a seat, and the chef facing her didn't know how to start.
"What's wrong?" Yue Ning asked.
"Do you really want to eat the Hiroshima omelette I made?"
“Just do it with your heart.”
At the stall, Zhonggu cut the Hiroshima-yaki that Yue Ning made. He kept a piece for himself and the rest was shared out in an instant. Zhonggu said, "No more, really no more."
"Will you produce Okonomiyaki with this flavor in the future?" someone asked him.
Nakatani bent down: "I don't know, I want to ask Miss Yue if she is willing to transfer the recipe to me. If she is willing, we can make Okonomiyaki with this flavor."
Nakatani picked up the piece of Hiroshima yaki that he had reserved for himself and asked the chef at the stall to take over. The crowd gradually dispersed, but the boss of the stall opposite did not leave. Nakatani glanced at the boss and was about to go in. The boss rushed to the stall and said, "Nakatani-san, can you give me this piece of Hiroshima yaki?"
Zhong Gu had only tasted the sauce prepared by Yue Ning, and he himself had never eaten it. He looked embarrassed, but finally walked out: "Please enjoy it, senior."
The boss used two bamboo sticks to sweep the Hiroshima yaki into his mouth. His teeth touched the slightly crispy skin, and underneath the skin were crispy and sweet cabbage shreds. What surprised him was the ramen inside, which was not only dry and chewy, but also had a special sauce flavor and a rich taste. The tender and juicy shrimp, the soft and crispy pork belly, and the soft and glutinous squid pieces were all delicious.
The most wonderful thing is the sauce, which is the soul of this delicacy. It is rich and mellow, with just the right combination of sweetness and saltiness. It blends perfectly with the ingredients and spreads layer by layer in the mouth. The boss closed his eyes to feel the little bit of beauty that was left.
It’s too little, really too little, and he still wants to eat more.
Nakatani looked at the other person with such an expression and felt very regretful for giving his share of Hiroshima to the other person. He didn't even eat a single bite!
The owner of the other shop, who was originally immersed in the scene, turned into a frustrated expression: "So, she will change the sauce recipe for you? You will use this recipe?"
"We need to discuss this," Nakatani said. "I need her authorization."
The owner of the opposite shop's eyes lit up and he hurriedly turned around and went into his own shop.
Nakatani told the truth. He didn't want to give Miss Yue the impression that he would take advantage of others at will. But he knew that TS TV arranged for Miss Yue to film at the opposite house. Firstly, the opposite house was indeed a long-established Okonomiyaki restaurant, and the owner was also a very good Okonomiyaki chef on this street. Also, they had a relationship with the TV program team. Seeing the old man hurried in, I'm afraid he would go to find someone, to discuss the sauce recipe with Miss Yue?
Zhonggu felt a little nervous again. Miss Yue might not give the other party the recipe of the sauce, but what should he do if she offered a very high price?
You must buy it. If you buy it, you can have further business dealings with Miss Yue in the future, and there will be follow-up opportunities.
He came in and sat down next to Yue Ning, who was eating Okonomiyaki with his head down.
She can make delicious Okonomiyaki, so why is she still eating ordinary Okonomiyaki made by others?
"Ms. Yue, I would like to ask you for the recipe of the sauce and the recipe of the batter."
After listening to what the translator said, Yue Ning said, "Bring me a pen and paper. I'll write it for you and let him translate it for you."
"The price hasn't been discussed yet?"
"You asked me to give you guidance, so you should give me some advice. That's my suggestion to you. Have you heard the story of Boya and Ziqi?" Yue Ning asked him.
Zhonggu nodded: "I have heard of it."
"Ning Xiaochu Noodle House is proud to have Japanese colleagues like you, and I am also happy to be able to give you a little help." Yue Ning finished her meal and wiped her mouth. "Let's go! I'll write a recipe for you."
Yue Ning called the translator and Zhonggu to go into the inner room. Zhonggu took out a pen and paper from the drawer. Yue Ning took it and wrote down the sauce recipe and the key points to improve the batter on the paper.
After the translation was finished, Yue Ning handed him the recipe.
"Ms. Yue, no matter what, I still hope you can charge a transfer fee?"
"Just consider it as Ning Xiaochu's consulting fee for entering Japan in the future!"
"Ning Xiaochu is going to enter Japan?" Zhonggu asked Yue Ning in surprise.
Yue Ning nodded: "Yes, you just saw that our instant noodles are not well marketed in Japan, and I don't want our store to repeat the same mistake. Your store is doing very well, and Okonomiyaki and noodle shops are not in conflict. I believe you will be willing to share your views with me when the time comes."
"Yes, it's my honor." Nakatani said, "Thank you!"
Yue Ning smiled and said, "Okay, today's shooting is over. Let's go."
Zhonggu sent them to the parking lot and watched them get into the car.
In the car, Shen Wenqi confirmed the follow-up itinerary with Masako Nakajima, and they would go to a seafood restaurant to eat crabs later in the evening.
When Yue Ning arrived at the hotel, she was about to walk in when the translator caught up with her and said, "Ms. Yue, there is a saying that goes, 'It's true that even a simple friendship can make you say something profound.' Can I say it?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have been studying in Japan for five years. I think we should be cautious when dealing with Japanese people. They look down on us Chinese in their hearts."
Yue Ning looked at the person in front of her and felt very sorry for Brother Zhiyuan. She always liked to poach people from her brother. This was really not good!
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