Hearing the sigh, Lin Yi and Liang Ruoxu looked over.

I found that the person speaking was a long-haired woman, wearing a slim-fitting black skirt that only covered her buttocks. She was dressed in a fashionable and avant-garde way.

"Without these two moments, how could he be called the God of Sushi?" said the male companion next to her.

Hearing such comments from others, Jiro Ono, known as the God of Sushi, showed a satisfied smile.

"This should be the so-called craftsman spirit. I only heard about it before, but I finally saw it today." The long-haired woman said:

"It's hard to see something like this in China."

"Chinese people are too impetuous, and it is difficult to calm down and do something. When compared like this, the gap will become clear." Her male companion said.

Lin Yi frowned slightly when he heard the two singing in harmony.

The expressions of the rest of the people also changed.

In their opinion, this stuff is indeed good, but if it is ignored without thinking, it will make people speechless.

Because China also has a lot of delicious food, which they cannot compare to.

"So, it is most appropriate to use island people to describe the spirit of craftsmanship." The woman said flatteringly.

"It's just a piece of sushi. Why are you two eating so much?"

The speaker was sitting next to Lin Yi. He was in his thirties and dressed very casually.

But if a knowledgeable person is here, he will find that his outfit is not cheap.

"Are we not right?"

The woman retorted: "Can you find a store like this in China?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be good at words, so he didn't know what to say when he was scolded.

"Tch, you're such an adult, but you're still so angry. I don't know how I let you in. It's really low."

The young woman said unforgivingly.

Others also wanted to refute, but could not find the right words for a while.

"Just because he is so old and still makes sushi, is this the so-called craftsmanship?" Lin Yi said lightly.

"Isn't it?" the young woman said confidently:

"In China, can you find craftsmen of this age who still stick to their jobs?"

"In China, people his age have all taken care of themselves at home, so who will go out to work?" Lin Yi said.

"this……"

Lin Yi's words left the young woman speechless, and she was immediately greeted with applause from the whole house.

"This gentleman..."

Ono Taro opened his mouth and said in not fluent Chinese:

"I do this business because I like it, not because I am short of money. I hope you can understand."

"No one doesn't understand you, hurry up and do it." Lin Yi said calmly.

"But you insulted my profession."

"Huh? Insulted your career?" Lin Yi said: "What insult?"

"My store in the island country has been awarded three Michelin stars. I believe this restaurant will soon be awarded three stars. But what you said just now is full of disrespect."

Lin Yi was speechless. Originally, he felt pretty good about this old man.

Now it seems that he is a bit sanctimonious and glass-hearted.

"You think that if you make the best sushi in the world, no one else can say a word about it, right?"

"I don't think I am the best in the world, but my title as the God of Sushi is recognized by everyone."

Lin Yi raised his head and looked inside the bar.

"You mix sushi vinegar, thin soy sauce, and rose salt in a ratio of 5:2:1, then add two slices of lemon and a few drops of sesame oil, mix well, then add mashed caviar, and use it as a basic seasoning

Let’s make another piece of sushi and see how it tastes.”

Ono Erlang looked at Lin Yi with an appraising look.

"Do you think the sushi made using your method tastes better than the sushi I make?"

"You'll know after you try it."

"Master, let's leave him alone." Onojiro's disciple said:

"Each meal is limited to thirty minutes. Let him go after eating."

"I have been making sushi all my life. I think I have put all my efforts into it. There is no way anyone can surpass me in this skill."

Onojiro said:

"If I don't agree to him, the impact of this matter will gradually expand and affect our store's business."

"Got it."

After teaching his disciples, Ono Erlang began to prepare basic seasonings according to Lin Yi's instructions.

This was a seasoning method that he had never seen before, but he didn't think it would have any outstanding flavor.

After so many years of practice and exploration, I have developed an extraordinary skill.

You don't need to taste it, just look at the seasonings and you'll know what they taste like when mixed together.

Ono Jiro's expression was very calm, and he had already roughly judged the taste of this sushi.

In less than five minutes, Onojiro prepared the basic seasoning.

Start making sushi.

What I’m cooking this time is tuna belly. I plan to make a portion for everyone so they can taste it.

Ono Jiro is very serious and his concentration is impeccable.

It took about ten minutes to prepare 17 portions of tuna belly sushi and distributed them to everyone present.

"Huh? This tastes good!" the middle-aged man said:

“The taste is very unique, and it tastes better than the previous sushi.”

"I also think it tastes good, and after eating it, I still have a slight aftertaste. This feeling is so strange." Another person said.

"this……"

Ono Jiro was very surprised to see the comments from diners one after another.

Such a result was not within his expectation.

The remaining diners also expressed their opinions and offered a high degree of parity.

"You people are so shameless." The young woman said:

"Obviously Mr. Ono's sushi is better, but for the sake of so-called face, don't you even have any principles?"

After finishing speaking, the young woman looked at Ono Erlang and said:

"Mr. Ono, don't listen to them. I still think the sushi you make is the best."

"Thanks."

Ono Jiro bowed, but still showed a puzzled look.

So I picked up the remaining rice and took a bite, and my expression suddenly changed.

Seeing this scene, his disciples also came forward and tasted it in unison, their expressions were not very good either!

"Sir, the sushi made according to your recipe is indeed delicious. I am willing to accept it."

After saying that, Ono Erlang led his disciples and bowed deeply towards Lin Yi.

"This, how is this possible..."

The young woman and her male companion were stunned.

"Mr. Ono, you actually said his food is delicious?"?

"Yes!"

Ono Jiro said: "Thank you for maintaining my dignity, but I still have to admit that the sushi he makes is better than mine."

The expressions of the two of them were awkward and they felt ashamed.

"Actually, what you make is not bad, but after so many years, you have become a bit proud. Please correct these shortcomings." Lin Yi said calmly.
Chapter completed!