Food Wars, My Dishes Don't Just Shine

He wouldn't let Tadokoro Megumi and Hojo Miyoko get through this meal easily. As a professional chef, he would nitpick until they were driven crazy!

Of course, the premise of constantly targeting them is that both dishes were made by them.

As for how to ensure this, by constantly applying pressure, the head chef will definitely be the first to break down and then share the pressure.

Given Tadokoro Megumi and Hojo Miyoko's personalities, this cooking task will most likely fall to them.

Ten minutes later, Hanasaki Chiyuki entered the private room carrying a pistachio and sea urchin pasta in her left hand and a tomahawk steak in her right.

"Here you are! Try it, it's my chef's cooking!"

Hanasaki Chiyuki's face was filled with excitement as she placed the dishes in front of Shirayuki, her eyes brimming with anticipation.

As the restaurant owner's daughter, she felt a deep connection to the restaurant, believing that its fate was intertwined with the restaurant's, which is why she paid special attention to Bai Yuan's comments on the dishes.

Although they had only spent a short time together, Bai Yuan's exceptional culinary skills still shocked her.

Subconsciously, she regarded Bai Yuan as a brilliant food critic and took his advice very seriously.

"it is good."

With a faint smile on his face, Bai Yuan picked up the knife and fork next to the dishes and began to critique the pistachio and sea urchin pasta and the tomahawk steak.

"The combination of the nutty oils of pistachio butter and the creamy texture of sea urchin can easily lead to taste fatigue, especially when paired with cheese, making it feel too sticky."

Of course, that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the ratio of sea urchin to pistachios is unbalanced, and the main and secondary ingredients are not distinguished.

This will cause them to suppress each other rather than blend, resulting in a flattened flavor profile.

As he savored the taste on his tongue, Bai Yuan frowned slightly and shook his head. With just one bite, he discovered the problem.

"Tell your head chef what I just said and have him redo it! If he can't do it well, find someone else to do it!"

She silently prayed for the chef's forgiveness in her heart, but her face remained expressionless.

Although it was a difficult situation, what he said was not a lie.

If the other party is willing to listen and make corrections, they can make progress, which is good for the chef, but I don't know if it will be for him...

After all, not everyone is willing to bear such great pressure for the sake of progress.

"Okay, I'll tell him..."

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's comments, Hanasaki Chiyuki's heart skipped a beat, unsure of how to tell the head chef.

Are you suggesting I say that the customer wasn't satisfied with what I made and asked me to redo it? Saying that in the kitchen would be a bit too embarrassing...

Thinking about this, Hanasaki Chiyuki couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.

"And this steak, I ordered it medium-rare, but this is at least medium-well."

Although I can accept the tenderness, a mistake is a mistake, so please tell him that too.

Bai Yuan picked up a piece of steak with his fork and put it in his mouth. The taste and texture were not bad, but it wasn't the product he wanted. Bai Yuan gave it a new evaluation.

The biggest problem when cooking steak is controlling the heat. To judge whether a steak is delicious or not, besides its most fundamental quality, the rest depends on the chef's skill.

As a high-end Western restaurant, this place has excellent ingredients, but the chef's skills are average; the steak in front of me didn't even reach the level of a premium dish.

There are generally two reasons for this outcome: either the chef is incompetent, or he simply didn't take it seriously. Otherwise, this wouldn't happen.

It's clear from Hanasaki Chiyuki's high regard for the chef that the chef at this restaurant is quite capable.

In other words, the other party treated him as an ordinary guest and therefore did not put much effort into the meal, which is undoubtedly a very impolite thing to do.

"Okay, I will explain the situation to the head chef."

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's words, Hua Qi Qianxue nodded slightly again. If anyone were paying attention to her, they would have noticed a few beads of cold sweat on her forehead.

One dish's shortcomings were already enough to make her speechless; if both dishes were unsatisfactory, she'd be seen as deliberately trying to cause trouble!

Hanasaki Chiyuki thought with a touch of melancholy, but still did not refuse Bai Yuan's request.

It wasn't because Bai Yuan was a handsome man, but because the other party was a customer.

The customer is God.

This principle was taught to her by her father: the most important thing in doing business is to meet the needs of customers as much as possible without violating principles.

Only in this way can customers become regulars and maintain a consistent and stable business.

Although Bai Yuan offered many suggestions, even asking her to take the dishes to the head chef, all of these criticisms were reasonable.

It's easy to tell from his tone that he wasn't being unreasonable.

"Then I'll go."

As Hanasaki Chiyuki spoke, she took a deep breath, conveying a sense of desolation and loss, like a hero departing for his final journey.

"Go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news."

As he spoke, Bai Yuan picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, savored its sweet taste, and nodded slightly.

Putting everything else aside, the quality of the tea is quite high.

After receiving Shiroyuki's approval, Hanasaki Chiyuki picked up the dish and headed to the kitchen. After all, it was the guest's request, and she had to convey it.

Soon, Hanasaki Chiyuki walked through the long corridor, greeting the passing waiters from time to time; she was very popular in the store.

"head chef."

"What's wrong, Miss? What's wrong...?"

Hanasaki Chiyuki was surprised to see Wada Munemasa carrying pistachio and sea urchin pasta and a medium-rare tomahawk steak.

"The customer is not satisfied. The tomahawk steak is too well-done. He wanted it medium-rare, but you made it medium-well."

The first serving of pistachio and sea urchin pasta was described by a customer as having a similar proportion of pistachios and sea urchins, making it difficult to distinguish which was the primary ingredient.

This results in the flavors suppressing each other rather than blending, making the overall flavor profile exceptionally flat...

With Bai Yuan's words still fresh in her mind, Hanasaki Chiyuki briefly repeated them, causing Wada Munemasa to frown slightly.

"It seems we've met a true connoisseur this time, able to taste even such subtle differences."

A slight lapse in concentration became a weapon used against the other side, casting a shadow of shame over the entire restaurant—it's truly shameful!

When his dish was criticized in front of so many people, Munemasa Wada was initially furious.

But after listening to Hanasaki Chiyuki's story, he suddenly realized that what she said made sense, and his rising anger subsided.

"I'll make a new one. You can take it to him later and see what his opinion is."

With this in mind, Wada Munemasa put his mind at ease and started making pistachio and sea urchin pasta and medium-rare tomahawk steak again.

More than ten minutes later, looking at the two freshly cooked dishes, Hanasaki Chiyuki picked them up and left the kitchen, but she returned in less than three minutes.

"What, it still doesn't work? Tell me exactly what's wrong."

Wada Munemasa looked at Hanasaki Chiyuki with a furrowed brow. He had given it his all, but it still didn't work. He had probably encountered a difficult customer.

Maybe he's the legendary restaurant hunter.

As if he had thought of something, Wada Munemasa's expression changed subtly.

The term "restaurant hunter" refers to chefs with extensive experience in cooking and tasting gourmet food.

These guys neglect their own businesses and constantly nitpick at their competitors' restaurants, forcing them to eventually pay up to settle the matter.

After all, when you run a restaurant, you can't just turn away customers. Besides, the suggestions they made were all valid; if they couldn't make it work, it's just the chef's fault for being incompetent.

Is he currently experiencing this situation...?

"Regarding the pasta, he said you put too much lemon juice in it. Although it effectively balanced the greasiness, it clashed with the natural sweetness of the sea urchin."

It produces a sharp sensation similar to seafood soaking in a vat of vinegar.

With her gaze slightly raised, Hanasaki Chiyuki fell into reminiscence, and then told Wada Munemasa Shirai's evaluation of the dish, which was very simple and concise.

"I did add lemon juice to balance the oiliness, but I neglected to consider its impact on the seafood, and my thoughts started to get a bit jumbled..."

The problem with food has existed for a long time, but most people can't taste it, and even if a few people can taste it, they won't say it out loud.

Wada Munemasa had studied this and made improvements, but unfortunately the results were unsatisfactory, and the dish was not even as delicious as the original.

This kind of situation is quite common in the culinary world.

Once a dish is created and perfected, even the person who created it will find it difficult to improve it further. If they are not careful, it will be like a bug in the system, and the taste will continue to decline.

"Can we give it a try?"

Just as Wada Munemasa was struggling and preparing to grit his teeth and adjust the proportions to try again, Tadokoro Megumi's heavenly voice rang out.

Wada Munemasa looked over and saw that she was walking in his direction, with Hojo Miyoko by her side. He took the initiative to accept the task.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Consider it a test for you."

Upon hearing Tadokoro Megumi's words, Wada Munemasa felt as if he had found a savior and pushed this hot potato away.

But he remained calm on the surface, as if he were offering the other party a goal to gain experience rather than a hot potato.

Neither Megumi Tadokoro nor Miyoko Hojo said anything about it. They wanted to challenge themselves and make a significant contribution to deal with Totsuki's scrutiny, and now was the perfect opportunity.

Restaurant hunters.

She had heard of this name before. When she was little, something similar had come to her family's hotel and robbed them of a large sum of money before leaving.

Therefore, when Tadokoro Megumi heard Wada Munemasa say that the person who came might be the restaurant's assassin, she was immediately filled with fighting spirit.

She couldn't protect Zhuang Huiyuan when she was little, but now that she's grown up and capable, surely she can protect this Italian restaurant!

No matter what the other party asks, she simply improves according to their requirements. If once isn't enough, she tries twice; if twice isn't enough, she tries ten times; if ten times isn't enough, she tries a hundred times! A thousand times! Ten thousand times!

Let's see who gives up in the end!

"I'll be your assistant."

Hojo Miyoko's voice rang out. She had originally planned to conduct the research independently, but after seeing Tadokoro Megumi's unwavering gaze, she changed her mind.

Which family that owns a restaurant hasn't been extorted by restaurant predators at some point? Those people rely on their superb culinary skills to travel from restaurant to restaurant, making a fortune and living a carefree life.

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing the change in Hojo Miyoko's mindset, Tadokoro Megumi sincerely thanked her.

"Can we use any ingredients from the kitchen?"

Use it if you need it.