Chapter 467: If you give me enough money, theres nothing wrong with it
After returning the shotgun to the club, several people took their prey back to the hotel.
Since the hunt is nationwide, the hotel staff accepted it well and even asked if they wanted to help with the hunt.
"Is the chef in your hotel good at Chinese food? Which country is he from?" Jiang Shouhuang asked seriously.
If he remembered correctly, the chefs at the famous Michelin restaurants in the UK were good at French cuisine.
The same goes for Clerici's. Although the afternoon tea snacks are delicious, I have never seen authentic Chinese food.
"British, French food." The hotel waiter answered the question with perfect etiquette.
The expressions of the few primary school students who heard the answer became subtle.
"Forget it, let's do it ourselves." Jiang Shouhang said with a smile.
As we all know, British food is... hard to describe in just one word.
The best restaurants serve French food.
"Can I borrow your kitchen? Of course, we will pay for the use." Kikukawa Seiichiro put a hand on his chest and asked politely with a smile.
They know the etiquette of most countries very well.
The Kikukawa family's performances will also meet foreign audiences. The Takizawa family who pursues political careers will inevitably use etiquette. The Jiang Shou family also cooperates with domestic businessmen.
They should use the appropriate method when meeting anyone, and they are already very skilled at this.
"Of course." The waiter also smiled.
"Please come with me." He led the way for the few people who were bringing the prey, and brought several primary school students to the kitchen.
After talking to the chef in the kitchen for a few words, the chef stepped forward and looked at the primary school students and their prey curiously.
"I'm Andrea, the chef of Clerici." He introduced himself, looking enthusiastic.
"It seems that your harvest is very rich, so what are you going to do? Do you need our help?" He asked after wowing.
"Just help to clean them up." Morohoshi Hideki pointed at the prey after thinking for a while.
For example, peeling off skin and bleeding, these things are not suitable for them.
"Of course, you can leave these to us." The head chef laughed, his expression somewhat meaningful.
Hideki Morohoshi raised his eyebrows, and naturally took out his wallet and opened it, which contained a stack of pounds.
They all prepared cash to cope with this situation.
"This is a tip." He randomly picked out a bunch and handed it to the chef, and then picked out a few more and handed them to the waiter who was leading them.
Tipping culture is very popular in the United Kingdom and the United States. If you want to get more attentive service, tipping is essential.
"Thank you for your generosity." Both the chef and the waiter smiled and looked very satisfied.
"Once you've taken care of it, put it aside and we'll do the rest ourselves." Morohoshi Hideki just said this.
"Of course, we will do it to satisfy everyone." The chef agreed with a smile.
Under the watchful eyes of the five primary school students, he led other chefs and began to process the ingredients for them.
Bloodletting, hair plucking, skinning...
Several primary school students watched intently, thoughtfully, and with a sense of learning.
After all the prey was processed, several primary school students made a sound.
"What should we do next?" They looked uniformly at the only person who knew how to cook.
Aito blinked at their gazes.
"Cut them into small pieces, soak them in water, marinate them, and then put them in the pot..."
"Some can also be pickled directly without using water..."
"Would you like to eat braised venison or venison stewed with pears in red wine? Or fried venison, venison soup..." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy said in Chinese without any violation.
"It's so hard to choose..." Jiang Shouhuang and Takizawa Susumu were thoughtful and a little confused.
"Can you do all of these?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked.
They all use Chinese, and for them, Chinese is already the foundation.
Some families have adopted bilingual education since childhood, and of course they do. Chinese is the same as their mother tongue, and English is not bad either, because they often live abroad for a period of time and communicate with locals in their native language.
Being able to speak three foreign languages is the most basic, Japanese, Chinese, and English.
And a few people in Silver Bullet know even more.
Everyone can speak four or five foreign languages. If you just say hello, you can say hello in seven or eight languages.
"Well, I can do both. If it's hard to choose, just do them all, because the deer is very big, so even doing them all is more than enough." Aito suggested with a smile and nodded.
If it's difficult to make a choice, don't choose, because he can do it all and is happy to make food for everyone.
Because the purpose of learning recipes is to cook food for his family and friends.
"Then tell us what to do, and we will do it." Morohoshi Hideki said.
"Well, if you cut it into pieces..." Aito looked at the ingredients on the table.
"I'll cut it." Morohoshi Hideki took the initiative and stood in front of the table with a row of various table knives.
"Which knife should I choose?" he asked.
"A chef's knife is enough." Aito said, pointing to one of them.
"Speaking of it, the chefs in that country seem to use one knife. Whether it is vegetables or meat, they are all processed with one knife." Kikukawa Seiichiro said in a clear tone.
It is completely opposite to the various styles of knives used in Western food.
"Then what are we going to do?" Kikukawa Seiichiro, Jiang Shouhuang and Takizawa Susumu also looked at Miyamoto Aito expectantly.
"Marinate with seasonings, and then..." Aito explained the other steps.
"Everyone can do whatever they want." He said with a bright smile.
So the three people assigned their tasks to each other.
If you encounter something you don’t understand, you will ask questions directly.
In addition to Miyamoto Aito, the other people who answered the questions were the chefs who had been staying in the kitchen.
They also wanted to see what these young men, who seemed to be worth a lot, could make.
Especially when the other person acted like he had never set foot in the kitchen.
"So the white-haired boy is the center..." Andre stood at the door and his tone was somewhat predictable.
Although the five young boys all have a high sense of presence and eye-catching auras, they are still very different.
The white-haired boy is eye-catching but also feels a little out of place. He attracts the most attention no matter where he is.
The boy in the red suit is very suitable for the flamboyant color. He is high-spirited and proud, like a born leader.
Their personal aura is so obvious that they instantly stand out from the crowd.
And looking at their appearance when they were sharing tasks, it was obvious that the white-haired boy was the central figure. He didn't have the aura of a leader, but he made those who did have the aura of a leader obediently.