C2193 Dietetic Cultural Conflict

"Crab fermented orange? What the hell was this? How could a crab be placed together with Cheng? More fermenting! Brewing wine, crab brewing wine... Get rid of this too! "

A dish with half of the menu on it had been devalued to a useless state by the Duke of Newcastle. Liu Dadao could no longer hold back.

What was Liu Dadao's true job? He himself could not explain this, but it did not seem like it either. After all, this fellow's identity was that of a chef, and he had been's family slave for dozens of years.

He really liked cooking, and truly enjoyed cooking. It was this kind of extreme professionalism that deceived CIA, and it was also this Qing Dynasty who, in order to cover his identity, had sacrificed the lives of several hidden spies, allowing him to successfully break through CIA's examination.

Therefore, Liu Dadao's job was to be a chef, while being a spy had become a part-time job.

In order to protect his reputation as a chef and not let his culinary skills get humiliated, Liu Dadao completely erupted. He snatched the menu from the Duke's hands and shouted, "Change! There's no way we can cook this. Are you the imperial chef or am I the imperial chef?

"Do you know how to eat? Do you have any taste! "

Duke of Newcastle was stunned, he had never thought that a chef would actually dare to shout at him. After hearing the translation, the Duke was furious.

"What?" You actually dare to say that I don't know how to eat? How dare you mock our British aristocracy for having no taste? Presumptuous … Every high ranking noble in British Empire is a top-notch gourmet! "

"We might not be able to cook, but if we're talking about tasting delicacies, you guys are definitely not a match for us!" because we have a supply chain of good food all over the planet... "

Duke of Newcastle roared in anger. He wanted to teach this inexperienced Chinese chef a lesson, dare he say that my British Empire's nobles have no taste? You dare say we won't eat it?

The colonies of the British Empire spanned across the entire Earth. According to the survey from three years ago, the colonies of the British Empire had already reached 33 million square kilometers.

Such a vast colony naturally provided rich sources of food for the influential figures in London. It was the top wheat in North America and Odessa, the top date and palm oil in Arabian, and the beef and lamb meat produced in New Zealand and Australia.

The top quality cod fish from the deep seas of the North Atlantic, and even the rare and special dodo from the Indian Ocean were all common sight on the table in the British aristocracy.

Not to mention all the game produced in Africa, Kenya alone consumed more than half of the top coffee produced in the UK in a year.

The world's finest cashew nuts came from Mozambique, the finest abalone from South Africa, and the Duke had even tasted the very coarse meat of lions and zebras.

Have you ever eaten any of these things in China? How dare you say that I, an Englishman, do not have the taste for food?

The wealth of the British Empire is something that you backward people cannot imagine. Right now, even the entire Europe is providing us with delicious food.

The best beer came from Prussia, the best ham from Spain, the best wine from France, caviar from Russia, and the unique northern European pickled herring … The best ingredients are to be served to the London restaurants at the first possible moment.

He actually dared to say that the nobles of London could not eat it? This was truly intolerable!

Liu Dadao did not know what the Duke was nagging about, but the Duke's translation was obviously unable to adapt to such a fast speed of speech, so many of his sentences were translated intermittently.

It was like saying the same thing, but the Chinese could still read the duke's general meaning in broken words. To put it bluntly, the British were all gourmets, and they had the best ingredients in the world.

"Enough! "Is there an end to it …" Liu Dadao shouted loudly, "You have the best ingredients, we still have thousands of years of experience in cooking! If you don't have good culinary skills, what's the point of having good items? "

"You haven't even eaten crab orange, and you're still calling yourself a gourmet?" You still want to brew wine? Aren't you afraid of people making fun of you …? Crab brewing oranges is a process of hollowing out an orange, removing the crab's ointment, yellow and meat before putting them into the pot after cooking. The process is extremely complicated, and it tests the culinary skills of the chef … "

"To tell you the truth, these crabs were fished out of Yangcheng Lake in Jiangnan, China, and were raised in Europe after months of hard work on a ship! "He really doesn't know anything …"

When the Duke heard this, he was stunned, "Jiang-Nan?" Amber? God, are you going to give us freshwater crabs? That kind of small and ugly thing can also be eaten? "

There are freshwater crabs in Europe, of course, but they are far too rare and of inferior species to those of Chinese river crabs, and since Europeans do not know how to cook this delicacy, the crabs appear entirely as pests in European eyes.

The Duke broke down today when he heard that Chinese chefs were going to cook with this ugly little thing.

"My God! "I can't take it anymore, I have to see the leader, please let me see the leader immediately, you're going to destroy this banquet!"

"I'm ruined?" Liu Dadao was so angry that he jumped up and down, "I'm the imperial chef! I'm the chef in the Forbidden City! I'm ruined... "I don't believe you today. I won't change a single dish on this menu, I don't believe me …"

Liu Dadao's anger caused all the Eastern Chef present to have a common enemy. Although they did not dare argue directly with the Duke, they still stood behind Head Chef and stared angrily at the bunch of British people, using their actions to support the Head Chef.

"Crazy, you Chinese people are crazy! "I can't explain it to you guys, I'm going to look for your leader …"

However, just as the Duke turned his head and wanted to leave, he was stopped by a few soldiers on duty. Wang Chen, who was standing in the lead, laughed wickedly and said, "I'm sorry, the Chief is resting right now, I can't see you. You should go to the study room to rest and have some tea."

"Why don't I notify Director Wang and the others to accompany you?"

"No, I want to see the Head of State, I want to see the person in charge! "I need to find someone who can give me orders …"

"I'm sorry, I just said that the leader is resting and no one is to be disturbed without an order. I can't let you go …"

"You dare to stop me? "How dare you stop me, this is the land of England!" The duke's saliva flew everywhere, the veins on his forehead throbbed in anger.

Wang Chen showed no fear as he faced his opponent's killing gaze and sneered, "It is true that this is the territory of the United Kingdom, but the person who lives here is the head of our Chinese clan. Then, before we left, this place was already considered a diplomatic place …"

"Don't you have a rule in Europe? The consulate belongs to the territory of another country, so I can also think the same way... This is the Eastern Palace. When it was time for it to do its job, it was our Chinese territory! "

"In our own territory, of course we have the final say!"