Chapter 462: Is it amazing?
Yang Lin's emotions were immediately disrupted by Fang Fang's two sudden calls.
He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling noticeably, and forced himself to calm down, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Su Chen was still full of suspicion.
No matter what, he still couldn't believe that such a young person had master-level cooking skills.
"Since Mr. Su is so powerful..."
He paused for a moment, "Brother Hu, do you mind adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks? I'd also like to taste Mr. Su's cooking skills."
After the brief feeling of decadence passed, Yang Lin felt as if his stomach was burning.
He suddenly remembered standing at the door of Le Cordon Bleu, vowing to become the best graduate and master all the culinary knowledge there.
The long-lost fighting spirit made him unconsciously straighten his back.
"Just right."
He added, his voice steadier than before, "I recently developed a recipe that combines Chinese and French elements, and I'd like to invite Brother Hu to taste it with you all."
He spoke lightly, but pronounced each word clearly, with a clear competitive tone.
"Oh my god, it's on fire! Bibo is on fire!!"
Fang Fang suddenly yelled, her eyes shining.
He looked back and forth at Yang Lin and Su Chen, his face full of excitement, as if he was enjoying the fun.
Seeing Hong Yucheng and Hu Yuan looking confused, she curled her lips and said, "Don't you guys watch anime?"
Hu Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Yang Lin wanted to compete with Boss Su in order to prove himself.
Although he knew the result of the competition clearly, Yang Lin had no hope of winning.
But I can't say this directly, it would be too hurtful.
Hu Yuan actually understands Yang Lin very well.
A top student, even if he is a chef, is still a top student. In a foreign country, Zheng conquered those gourmets with discerning tastes with his cooking skills and won all kinds of praise.
This sounds like a cool story, but the hard work involved, the stove fire and smoke in the kitchen in the early morning, are all beyond the imagination of outsiders.
Such people are destined to be proud and unwilling to admit defeat.
They are even less willing to admit that they are not as good as someone who is obviously younger than them.
Of course Hu Yuan is willing to give such an opportunity.
"Boss Su, what do you think?"
This long-lost competitive atmosphere reminded him of the passion he felt when he first opened a restaurant.
Su Chen frowned, still confused.
Although I didn't understand the specific details, a person suddenly appeared and seemed to want to compete with me in cooking skills.
To be honest, he was a little speechless.
Does he look like he has a lot of free time?
"Not very good, I just came to cook." Su Chen emphasized again, and then said naturally: "Where is the kitchen, let's start, don't waste time."
When Yang Lin heard this, he felt that he was being looked down upon, and a hint of anger flashed across his face.
He looked at Su Chen and said, "You may not understand, but I received a Le Cordon Bleu diploma, which is Le Cordon Bleu's highest honor comprehensive diploma!"
What big diploma, small diploma, what does it have to do with me.
Su Chen had no idea about the honor system of these culinary schools and just felt that the person in front of him was incomprehensible.
Fang Fang came over curiously and asked, "What's a big diploma? Is it bigger than a regular diploma?"
"Is Le Cordon Bleu really that great? I remember there's a Lanxiang Cooking School in China. Are they the same thing?"
When Yang Lin heard this, his face turned green.
Hong Yucheng, who was standing next to him, looked at him with a puzzled expression as he explained, "Le Cordon Bleu is the largest and most famous Western cuisine and pastry training school in the world. It has a history of over a hundred years. The diploma is equivalent to their highest degree."
Fang Fang said "oh", her expression still clear.
Hu Yuan was amused by Fang Fang and laughed out loud. As a boss who had been working in the catering industry for many years, he was very familiar with these professional certification systems.
He explained, "The Grand Diploma, called Grand Diplme in French, signifies that students have reached a high level of professionalism in a variety of culinary and other areas. It is one of the most prestigious certifications in the global culinary industry."
“It is usually awarded to students who have completed multiple majors with outstanding performance and have a comprehensive grasp of the French Le Cordon Bleu culinary techniques and knowledge system.”
“It’s the equivalent of a master’s degree in France.”
He turned to look at Yang Lin, "Xiao Yang was the only Asian student among his graduating class at Le Cordon Bleu who received a diploma."
Following Hu Yuan's introduction, Yang Lin's expression became much better, and he raised his chin slightly.
Fang Fang understood the last sentence. She looked at Yang Lin and said, "I didn't expect you to have a master's degree!"
Yang Lin's expression froze on his face, and he wanted to yell, what do you mean I didn't expect it!
To be honest, Su Chen also received some scientific education, and he didn't know much about French cooking.
After listening to this introduction, although he had a basic understanding of the rating system of Le Cordon Bleu cuisine, it did not affect his decision.
Of course, the same thing applies. No matter how many glories Yang Lin has, it has nothing to do with him. He just comes to cook.
He checked the time on his phone and asked directly, "Which direction is the kitchen? What dishes do you want to make? I have an appointment at noon."
Yang Lin finally couldn't help it. He took two steps forward and said, "Mr. Su, I hope you can take this matter seriously."
"The order I took said I would cook at your home."
Su Chen interrupted him, "As for what dishes you want to make, you can do whatever you want after I finish this order. It has nothing to do with me."
"Okay, okay, Boss Su, the kitchen is over here, the ingredients are ready, you can just do whatever you want."
Hu Yuan quickly smoothed things over and beckoned the foreman waiting nearby: "Take Chef Su to the kitchen."
Su Chen followed the foreman to the kitchen.
Yang Lin stared at it for several seconds, then slowly exhaled and said, "Anyway, I will definitely present a dish that the guests will find impeccable!"
Hong Yucheng had a regretful expression on his face. It was rare for someone to dare to challenge Boss Su's cooking skills. He actually wanted to watch the fun.
He also didn't think Yang Lin had any chance of winning, but he thought that perhaps Boss Su might perform beyond his normal level due to the challenge and pressure.
Wouldn’t that be a huge profit?
It’s a pity that Boss Su doesn’t care at all.
Hong Yucheng noticed that from beginning to end, Su Chen's attitude towards Yang Lin's challenge was not one of pretending to be aloof and indifferent, but rather a genuine indifference.
It's like an adult seeing a child holding a wooden sword and saying he wants to duel, and he can't even muster up some interest.
In the kitchen, Su Chen was counting the ingredients.
Apart from anything else, the quality of these ingredients is top-notch, almost catching up with the level of system ingredients.
After checking each one, he turned around and asked Hong Yucheng who had followed him in, "Is six dishes enough for four people?"
Hong Yucheng looked up and said, "It's almost done."
Su Chen responded, picked up a handy kitchen knife from the knife rack, turned on the faucet and started rinsing.
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(End of this chapter)
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