The chef of the restaurant was in his fifties and said righteously here, but the three of them had already become murderous, so how could they give up just like that?

The chef has lived in China for many years and is deeply attracted by Chinese culture. This is a peaceful country that avoids the troubles and is at ease to be his own chef.

However, the two people who came to the store today did not seem to think so, and they also caused trouble for him. Because they did not agree with the two people's methods, Fujino pulled out the samurai sword from his waist and slashed the chef's neck with one knife.

"For the sake of the same country, we will not kill you today, but the guest named Xiao Yi here must kill him!"

Fujino uses scabbards. As a professional killer, he has always been ruthless in his actions, but the one in front of him knocked the chef unconscious and did not let this person interfere with his work.

"Sai Kun, what to do next depends on you. I'm not familiar with these things."

Before Sai came in, he discussed the countermeasures with the two of them. Next, he would pretend to be the chef and cook for Xiao Yi's room.

Since others have never seen the chef look like, and the environment here is suitable for disguise, Sai untied the clothes on his body and changed into the chef's clothes at the same time.

"I know that this restaurant has a very famous dish that requires a chef with superb skills to process a live fish in front of the guests and prepare a high-quality sashimi. They happened to order this dish, and I can seize this opportunity."

This was the way Sai thought of, using this disguise to approach Xiao Yi quietly, and then he took action before the few people could react.

This will not cause any noise. No one knows what happened. When the chef wakes up, only a few bodies will be left in the room.

"This idea is indeed good, but Sai Jun, can you make this dish?"

"My family has also learned how to cook. It's just a simple dish and it's not that difficult."

"This time, it depends on you. We two are guarding outside to avoid accidents."

The plan was decided so that Sai changed into clothes and prepared. On the other hand, Fujino and the other person also changed into the clothes worn by the clerk here.

At this moment, Xiao Yi in the room didn't know that someone pointed his finger at him. There was a screen in the private room, with many characters painted on the screen, posing in different positions.

"Why are the women painted on it so plump?"

Xiao Yi was embarrassed to say he was fat in front of Wang Rong. Wang Rong knew a little and explained to Xiao Yi.

"You mean this. The culture of the island country is actually mostly learning from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, whether it is dressing, painting and tea ceremony. The women painted on the screen are obviously in the style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. It is considered to be of some attainment to be able to draw this level."

Wang Rong commented that this was from the viewer's perspective. Just now, the door of the room was pushed open, and the waiter who came in said to Wang Rong with a smile.

"These ladies have really good eyesight. The pictures on them are all portraits of geisha. Our chef is not only very skilled in cooking, but also likes to reply. These are all drawn by him personally."

"So that's the case. No wonder I feel that the style of this store is full of artistic atmosphere everywhere. If you have the chance today, I really want to meet your chef."

"Miss, please rest assured. The dish you ordered will be performed by our chef in person, and you will definitely see it."

The waiter knelt down and put the sauce on the plate, then stepped down and left the room.

Xiao Yi looked at the food in front of him and really had no appetite. He might as well eat more at a street stall.

Since he was here, he would have dinner with the two of them. After eating, he would talk about other things. Xiao Yi pointed to the painting above and said.

"It seems that this chef must be a left-handed."

"Left-handed? How did you see it?"

"You will know when you look at the inscription above. One of them is horizontal. In addition, left-handed paintings, the layout is generally habitual, starting from the left, and the right side will be relatively empty."

Xiao Yi pointed out several obvious places, the inscription was written from sitting to right, and combined with some characteristics in the painting, it was concluded that the chef was left-handed.

Wang Rong also thought it made sense. Now he just waited for the chef to appear and see what kind of person he was, which made it a bit mysterious.

Dongdong...

There was a knock on the door outside, and someone said immediately.

"I don't know if the guests are ready, so I will cook for them myself."

"Oh... come in, we've been waiting."

Wang Rong said, after the door opened, she saw a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a chef's clothes and then pushed a car in.

On the top of this car is a cutting board, next to it are several different kinds of knives, and on the shelf below, there are several plates and some ingredients.

There was a salmon in a basin, which was still swimming in the water now, and I didn't know that it would turn into food on the dining table in a while.

"It turns out that the chef is so young, I thought he was already old."

Wang Rong saw not the chef, but Sai pretended to be a lie. However, Sai smiled and with this outfit, she was really pretty.

"Beauty, when she was very young, she learned to cook with her family. She has practiced superb knife skills in this regard. After that, she will be the special feature of the store. You will see how a chef with superb skills cooks."

Sai explained, and Wang Rong didn't ask more questions, waiting for Sai to behave in the next step.

Looking at the three people in the room, the three of them seemed to be unprepared. Sai smiled in his heart and bent down to fish out the fish in the basin.

He grabbed the knife next to the chopping board with his right hand, quickly bleed and hollowed out the internal organs, and cleaned the skin of the fish. At this moment, the fish on the chopping board were still moving.

The knife in my hand seemed to be alive, and the fish was sliced ​​from the body and quickly made into sashimi. When the set was finished, only a fish head and a skeleton were left, which were fixed to the plate.

"A good knife skills have indeed been learned since childhood, otherwise I would not have been able to do this well."
Chapter completed!