Lin Kesong thought that Jiang Qianfan would refuse, but he didn't expect him to walk slowly in the direction of Montgomery.
"Then I'll taste it, what's in this drink."
Jiang Qianfan took the glass from Montgomery's hand and shook it slightly. His demeanor was indifferent and serene, his brows and eyes filled with desireless elegance, and even the movement of shaking the glass seemed to taste old wine.
Everyone's eyes followed subconsciously.
When he nodded and put the glass to his lips, Lin Kesong also became nervous.
She knew that all the tastes, no matter how subtle, would be infinitely magnified by Jiang Qianfan's taste buds. What she finds unpalatable will be a complete disaster for Jiang Qianfan.
Jiang Qianfan just took a sip. The whole party scene was quiet, except for the occasional sound of children's slapstick.
Lin Kesong saw a slight slip of his throat, the line flowing down smoothly, graceful and sexy.
He didn't even frown, he said calmly: "The sour taste comes from grapefruit, raspberry, and kiwi, and the fishy smell comes from kelp. Although I tried to hide the taste of Houttuynia cordata with garlic, green onions, and leeks, the aftertaste still lingers. Obviously. The bitterness comes from the bitter melon and lemon zest. The spiciness comes from the mustard and tarragon. Excuse me, is my answer correct, Mr. Montgomery?"
This is Jiang Qianfan's most accurate taste deconstruction.
Montgomery touched his forehead regretfully: "You tasted all the ingredients with just a little sip? I'm looking forward to you drinking the whole cup!"
"Sorry to disappoint you."
Jiang Qianfan's voice was calm, but the eyes of the people around him were surprised and respectful.
Here, no one will look down on Jiang Qianfan because of his blindness, because they know that Jiang Qianfan's true ability and talent are beyond their imagination.
"Your palate seems sharper than it was a few years ago. But do you want to know the outcome between Blue and Croissant?" Montgomery stroked his chin amusingly.
"She not only defeated Blue, but also wrote down the correct answer." Jiang Qianfan's voice was neither sad nor happy, as steady as Mount Tai.
"Are you so sure?"
"I'm sure." Jiang Qianfan's voice was still calm.
Lin Kesong looked at his profile, never expected that he would believe her taste so much.
"Well, Croissant did write everything right. Even the most trapped Houttuynia cordata and tarragon in this drink." Montgomery came to Lin Croissant and patted her on the shoulder, "I never did. Thought you'd accept a student one day. But at least now, I know why you chose Crosun."
When Montgomery said this sentence, it was very simple, but the eyes of the people around Lin Kesong changed.
Instead of being a little curious or just indifferent to a little person, they looked at her with admiration, observation, and even scrutiny.
Even Blue came over and shook hands with Lin Kesong: "It seems that you will be a terrible opponent in the 'Masters'. For the remaining two months, I have to work hard!"
Lin Kesong was a little incredulous. She just tasted the ingredients used in a drink. Why did the people around her look at her as if they had seen emperor penguins in Africa
And Elise's eyes became even colder.
Montgomery came to David, the president of the Food Association, and asked with a smile, "Hey, David, how do you think the food at the party tasted today?"
Lin Kesong looked at David and quickly turned his face away, knowing that he had poisoned him with tomato and eggs. I hope he doesn't remember her at all!
"Well... I know it's not from you, but it tastes really good."
"How would you rate the food here if you were a Michelin food spy?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not a food spy. But... I think the creamy carrot bisque deserves at least a pair of knives and forks. As for the rest of the food, it's delicious." Overrated the food at his birthday party.
"Aha, thanks. What do you think, Mrs. Smith?"
"In my opinion, 'Piggy in the Carpet' is really good." Mrs. Smith laughed. "Well, the food at today's party should not be prepared for you by Monicat, right?"
"No, it was prepared by my grandson Blue! You must know that a month ago, he didn't know anything about the kitchen. But since he was selected for the 'Master Show', his progress is really amazing!" Mention Bu Rue, Montgomery's face was full of pride.
David was very surprised: "Oh my God, I was very impressed with the charcoal grilled lamb chops that Bruce made! The taste is just hell! But everything prepared today is so amazing! Bruce, you are indeed Montgomery's grandson, and the gene for controlling ingredients flows in your blood!"
Everyone was talking. And Elise came to Blue's side, complimenting him and exchanging cooking techniques with him. For a while, Blue became the focus of the party. Many people have asked him who the mentor who participated in the master show is, and he remains rational and tight-lipped despite everyone's praise.
No one noticed her anymore, Lin Ke Song, she took a half step back.
"If the taste in your mouth is unpleasant, you can have a little Baileys cake here."
The cool voice was like a gust of wind passing slowly.
Lin Kesong turned his face to the side and found that Jiang Qianfan was standing beside her.
When everyone was paying attention to Bruce, Jiang Qianfan still remembered her existence.
At this time, Song Yiran came over. He glanced at Jiang Qianfan, and then said to Lin Kesong, "Open your mouth."
"Ah?" Before Lin Kesong could react, a jelly bean was thrown into her mouth by Song Yiran, and the sweet fragrance of milk spread on the tip of her tongue.
"By the way, Mr. Jiang, I saw you again at the party today, and I haven't had time to officially greet you." Song Yiran smiled with his pockets in his pocket.
His laziness and comfort are in stark contrast to Jiang Qianfan's introverted coldness.
"I didn't expect to see you here." Jiang Qianfan said lightly.
"What?" Lin Kesong looked at Song Yiran and then at Jiang Qianfan, "You actually know each other?"
"I'm just fortunate enough to have eaten at Mr. Jiang's restaurant. The food he cooks is unforgettable."
"Have you been to Mr. Jiang's restaurant?" Lin Kesong looked at Song Yiran, thinking that 80% of the time this guy has a new girlfriend, and then went to a high-end restaurant to burn money.
Song Yiran smiled but didn't answer, Jiang Qianfan just held the blind stick and looked indifferent.
Even in such a quiet atmosphere, Lin Kesong still felt a dark tide between the two.
Fortunately, Montgomery designed a new game to toss the guests present, and the atmosphere became lively again. And Elise also found an excuse to take Jiang Qianfan away.
Lin Kesong and Song Yiran were leaning against the dining table, and they did not see the noisy scene in front of them.
"So, your mysterious teacher is Jiang Qianfan?"
"Um."
"In the Chinese catering industry, he is a leading figure, a chef recognized by the European and American catering industry, and can be said to be the uncrowned king."
"It's the first time I've heard you identify so much with someone."
"Then, you live in his villa." Song Yiran tilted his head and looked at Lin Kesong with his inexplicable eyes.
When the sun fell on his forehead and the tip of his nose, the whole person looked transparent and clean.
"Yeah. But I'll be moving out in a couple of months."
"Didn't you say that living with him is tiring?"
"Ah... a little..."
Cleanliness, withdrawn, excessive pursuit of quietness, etc. are really annoying.
But... she didn't hate him at all.
"Then do you want to live with me?" Song Yiran asked with a smile.
"You? Don't you live in Manhattan? It's so far from Jiang Qianfan's villa! If he wants to teach me something, I'll have to run from Manhattan? Forget it..." Lin Ke Songguang thought about it. Feeling very busy.
"Then... when Mr. Montgomery's party is over, do you want to go back to New York with me?"
"Mr. Jiang should have already booked a flight back to New York." Lin Kesong shrugged.
"Okay, I lost to Jiang Qianfan." Song Yiran sighed helplessly.
"It sounds like you like me." Lin Kesong snorted.
"I used to like you."
Song Yiran half raised his head, there was a bit of reluctance in his voice, and some helplessness.
Lin Kesong's heart seemed to be suddenly pinched.
He always talks about important things in a calm voice.
At this moment, with his serious expression, Lin Kesong knew it was best not to take it seriously.
"Just keep acting! Life is like a drama, drama is like life!" Lin Kesong said deliberately in a vicious voice.
Montgomery's birthday party was over, and Lin Kesong followed Jiang Qianfan to the airport, ready to board the flight back to New York.
Before boarding the plane, Lin Kesong went to the bathroom as usual.
While she was washing her hands, Elise came in too. Lin Kesong thought that Elise would not say a word to her, because a woman's sixth sense told her that Elise hated her now. But unexpectedly, Elise came to Lin Kesong's side.
"Montgomery's parties are really grueling, aren't they?" she said with a laugh.
"Ah... yes."
"Well, many people are both longing for and afraid of his party. Being invited by him shows that he recognizes this person's status in the industry. But he is also famous for his fondness for teasing people. Every birthday brings everyone to the table. The tossing makes people turn on their backs."
"Yeah." Lin Kesong wanted to leave.
But Elise spoke again: "Bru is a pleasant surprise. Although he was very close to his grandfather, he was never interested in cooking and food. This time, he was able to plan the reception by himself. More than 50 party meals from elites and giants in the catering industry, each of whom did not express any negative comments, his ability is evident. No matter who his mentor is, his ability is enough to put him in the top five of the competition. Is it just you? Lin Kesong, if it were you, would you be able to do what Bruce did today?"
Lin Kesong paused, and she frowned: "Chef Quentin, what are you trying to say?"
If you have any dissatisfaction, please speak up. If Lin Kesong hates her, don't approach her, and don't say anything ambiguous to make people speculate. Her English is not that good.
"I want to say that maybe Mr. Jiang never mentioned it to you seriously, but as long as you stand on the stage of the 'Master Show', everyone will know that you are Jiang Qianfan's student! Your level represents not only yourself, And Mr. Jiang. Can you make a complete dish now? Can you satisfy the discerning taste of every guest today? Maybe, the outstanding taste is the reason why Mr. Jiang likes you and is willing to teach you, but only Do you think this is enough?"
Elise leaned towards Lin Kesong with one hand on the sink.
In her eyes was a powerful sense of oppression she had never felt before, and in front of her she was like an ant that was easily crushed to death at any time.
"Do you think you're working hard now to catch up to Blue? Blue is just one of ten contestants, and there are others who are coached by master chefs. Their initial cooking skills are as good as yours. Rotten, but very malleable, they will absorb all knowledge about food like a sponge and grow rapidly. What about you? Have you grown enough compared to when you started?"
Lin Ke Song did not answer Elise because she could not answer.
Bleu... After all, he is Montgomery's grandson. Under the influence of Montgomery, he obviously has an advantage over others.
"You are just hanging around by Mr. Jiang's side. Your goal is never the top three in the competition, you just want to go as far as you can, and all you see is the thousands of dollars in prize money. You are right There is no pursuit in cooking at all, you don’t even understand the art of food! You don’t have a persistent desire to win, so you have already lost from the beginning!”
"I know you don't like me, and you feel uncomfortable because of Mr. Jiang's guidance and care for me, but... you don't really know me, so please don't judge me in such a hurry." Lin Kesong buckles Tighten the edge of the sink.
For the first time, she felt annoyed, and this kind of anger was completely different from when the girl who liked Song Yiran troubled her.
Her chest felt stuffy, and she was like a jumping clown in Elise's heart!
So why does she read books about cooking until midnight every night? Why did she stay in the kitchen all night to make shredded pork noodles with mushrooms that satisfied Jiang Qianfan? Let her stay beside Jiang Qianfan, the big ice cube, for the bonus of several thousand dollars
"I really don't know you, but I know Qianfan. I know what he has done to get what he is today, whether it's the recognition of the restaurant industry or the respect of the foodies. He's perfect, at least in the food world now. Every dish is made flawless. And you, when you lose in the 'Master Show', you will give him the first crack."
After speaking, Elise wiped her hands with a tissue and walked out of the bathroom.
The moment she passed Lin Kesong, Lin Kesong felt that he was about to split for the first time.
She suddenly didn't know how to start her own steps, so she could only hold both sides of the sink and bow her head. She shouldn't let her emotions be affected by Elise.
But Elise was telling the truth, she knew it.
How perfect Jiang Qianfan is, Lin Kesong may not have known before, she hated his coldness, his indifference, his arrogance, his persistence... But as long as he stayed by his side for every second, he was in her heart. More perfect.
She couldn't imagine how Jiang Qianfan spent those eight years alone in the back kitchen, all she saw was the scars between his slender and graceful fingers.
All the honor and respect he has earned now has not come easily.
And how could she represent him like this
If she loses, or even gets eliminated without even making it to the quarterfinals, what will people say about Jiang Qianfan
Maybe everyone will say that Jiang Qianfan is a myth, but he also has shortcomings... Unlike Montgomery who has many outstanding students, Jiang Qianfan can't teach a decent chef at all? And to prove this flaw, does he have to spend many years of hard work
no no…
Lin Kesong shook his head. She was just a nobody, how could she have such a huge impact on Jiang Qianfan's life.
Even so, Lin Kesong's eyes were inexplicably sour.
She could live in the same villa as Jiang Qianfan, follow behind him or even walk beside him... But she was always so far away from him.
He knew that even if she failed and people were talking about it, he could be indifferent to fame and fortune and be wonderful alone.
Lin Kesong raised her head and let the tears return to her eyes. She wiped her face, squeezed out a smile, and walked out of the bathroom.
In the VIP waiting hall, Jiang Qianfan was sitting on the sofa, while Elise was reading the news for him with a newspaper.
Elise knew all of Jiang Qianfan's habits and preferences, knew what he needed when and how to respect him.
Unlike her, a reckless interloper.
Lin Kesong sat quietly not far from them, lowered his head and checked his phone.
She began to search for specific information about the "master show", such as what would happen if she quit the competition.
She knew that she had signed a contract, and there was a clause in it that if she decided to withdraw from the competition, she had to get the consent of her mentor, because the mentor would face two choices. The first is to give up the competition directly; the second is to accept another student arranged by the competition committee, but the time will not change. Assuming Lin Kesong gave up now, Jiang Qianfan would only have two months left to teach that student.
Lin Kesong let out a breath. Although it was only a momentary thought, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that if he stepped back or gave up at this time, he would be irresponsible to Jiang Qianfan.
Of course... if he wants to quit...
Originally, he didn't teach her willingly, did he? But it was because when Mel brought her to see him, he noticed that she didn't believe in his ability. With Jiang Qianfan's character, he simply disdains this kind of competition.
"Lin Kesong."
Jiang Qianfan's voice rang in her ears.
"What?" Lin Kesong's thoughts were suddenly tightened by the other party's voice. He raised his head and saw Jiang Qianfan's handsome face.
When did he come over
"Boarding has already started." After saying that, Jiang Qianfan turned around and walked towards the passage without hesitation.
"I called you a lot just now, and I saw you holding your phone in a daze."
Elise smiled meaningfully. She clearly knew why Lin Kesong was in a daze.
She had already determined that she had influenced Lin Kesong's mood.
Lin Kesong took a breath, stood up, and followed Jiang Qianfan.
This time in first class, Lin Kesong's seat was beside Jiang Qianfan, while Elise's seat was on the other side of the aisle.
"Let me exchange with Elise."
Lin Kesong was very smart and planned to give his position to Elise. She and Jiang Qianfan have more topics, and know how to take good care of him.
Just as Elise was about to agree, Lin Kesong's wrist was firmly clasped.
That feeling and power was the same as when she wanted to switch to Song Yiran's side but was caught by Jiang Qianfan before that game.
"Mr. Jiang?"
"You just sit, you don't need to change."
"Yeah, just read a newspaper or something, you can do it too." Although Elise said that, there was something in her eyes that made Lin Kesong uncomfortable.
Lin Kesong could only sit down.
As the plane is about to take off, the flight attendants check each passenger's seat belts and start playing safety instructions.
And all Lin Kesong's feelings were concentrated on Jiang Qianfan beside him. He is indifferent and handsome, and people can't help but keep looking at him.
Her hand rested lightly on the edge of the armrest, the roar of the plane's engine beside her ears, the fuselage tilted slightly and began to rise.
At that moment, something covered the back of her hand, and the reassuringly familiar and somewhat unfamiliar temperature made Lin Kesong turn his face. She did not expect that Jiang Qianfan would also slightly lean in her direction.
Although the engine was loud, she could hear it clearly, and he was asking her, "What's the matter with you?"
Lin Kesong looked at him, he spoke Chinese, and at this moment, it seemed that it was just for her to understand, and only intended to be heard by her.
Elise divided a world for the two of them, and Lin Kesong always felt that he could not enter.
But at this moment, Lin Kesong has a kind of Jiang Qianfan deliberately dividing a world that only belongs to her.
"Nothing." Lin Kesong replied with a smile.
She knew that she was lying, she was hesitant at the moment, her mood was very low, she knew that she had always been ineffective when "the soldiers came to cover the water and the soil". Her only hope at the moment is the keen Jiang Qianfan... Don't expose her.