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The host noticed that Sagawa looked unnatural and was about to go forward to remind him, but at that moment, Sagawa seemed to realize that he was recording the show. He quickly put the note in his pocket and explained to everyone the content of the note, saying that a female audience member had passed him a phone number during the recent equipment malfunction. It seemed like he would be busy tonight. After speaking, he even made a tedious expression with his extremely disharmonious features. The audience below did not notice anything wrong. This slightly awkward joke seemed to quickly make people forget about the recent accident and once again focus on admiring Mr. Sagawa and being curious about the beef. Only the middle-aged man sitting at the door stared at Sagawa's pocket for a while, but then turned his gaze to the fatty beef slices that Sagawa was preparing.
"I know everyone is very curious about the ingredients in my hands. These few pieces of ordinary meat don't seem to have anything special," Sagawa said in his unique hoarse yet slightly sharp voice, while laying the meat flat on a hot stone slab. "But after my performance is over, I will let everyone taste the most amazing food in the world. And I have a feeling that tonight's dish will be the most satisfying work I've done in nearly ten years!"
Sagawa's description aroused great curiosity in the entire audience, and even the middle-aged man sitting in the corner showed a hint of interest. After all, Sagawa is an extremely well-known gourmet in the public, a frequent guest on various food shows, and can even be said to be one of the most representative food experts in contemporary Japan, known for his curiosity in ingredients and innovative techniques. It's hard not to be interested when a gourmet says such things in public, especially when the audience below are mostly Sagawa's supporters. Some reporters have even started contacting editors to cover the event, as they seem to have anticipated that there will be big news tonight.
I only saw Sagawa skillfully and quickly manipulating the slices of meat on the stone slab. The ugly face revealed an overflowing excitement, with the wide-open mouth not bothering to conceal the yellow teeth, even making people suspect if there might be drool on the meat slices. However, it was easy to see that Sagawa indeed had deep expertise and passion for cooking. As time passed, people discovered that Sagawa treated each piece of meat with different cooking methods. The piece on the left had no additional seasoning, just simple pressing and flipping. The middle piece occasionally received some simple handling with a knife, while the last piece was enveloped in a large amount of seasoning and sauce, seemingly wanting to marinate the meat on the spot. However, those familiar with cooking know that marinating beef takes at least 20-30 minutes, and some people even marinate it for a whole day. Sagawa's beef clearly did not undergo any prior treatment. If marinated while grilling, it would be difficult to achieve a perfect state for the beef.
Sagawa's cooking method was dazzling, but the entire cooking time was only 4 minutes, and even at 2 minutes, the middle piece that had been altered with a knife was already plated. When Sagawa put the last piece of beef into the plate, he looked at the three pieces of meat with deep affection, as if these three pieces of meat were babies just born from his belly. Then Sagawa cut these three pieces of meat into small pieces by hand and placed each piece in a small plate, and finally made some simple plating for each small plate.
The staff next to the stage immediately received a signal from the director. Two young and beautiful girls with long legs walked to Sagawa's side, put the small plates on two carts, and pushed them to the front of the stage not far from the audience. The nearby camera quickly zoomed in on each small plate, striving to show every detail of the meat pieces. The audience below was already eager to know the magic of these beef pieces, and some of them couldn't help but stand up to observe up close.
At this moment, Sagawa also walked to the side of the cart, with a "smile" on his face as he looked at the audience below: "I know everyone must be eager to taste this culinary art on the tip of their tongues, and I am sure tonight's dish is flawless. So let's open our hearts and taste buds, and embrace this unforgettable flavor!" Sagawa bent down "gallantly," placing his left hand on his chest and making an exaggerated "please" gesture with his right hand.
The two long-legged girls pushed the cart through the central aisle of the figure-eight-shaped seats, and handed small plates to each audience member. The audience section of the entire studio was not large, with three seats on each side of the "eight" shape, totaling six rows. In less than a minute, the small plates were distributed to each audience member. Some audience members couldn't wait to put the food in their mouths, eager to savor the long-awaited delicacy, while others carefully observed the texture and color of the meat before eating, as if trying to understand what was special about this beef.
As each audience member put the meat in their mouths, the entire studio fell into an eerie silence. At first, only the sound of chewing and occasional lip-smacking could be heard. Then the diners began to discuss with each other, and soon the discussions grew louder. Some people had already started clapping enthusiastically for Sagawa, some were calling out his name, and some female diners had even started to cry, all marveling at the perfection of the dish. It seemed unimaginable that there could be such delicious beef in the world. Could Sagawa really be the god of cuisine?
At this moment, Sagawa still maintained a gentlemanly posture, bowing with a wider smile that couldn't conceal his inner joy and satisfaction. The increasing applause and cheers were the most effective stimulant in the world, and Sagawa undoubtedly enjoyed the pleasure brought by this stimulant. Just as the entire studio had fallen into a frenzy, a middle-aged man sitting in the back corner slowly stood up, spat out the "perfect beef" into a tissue, threw it in the trash can by the door, and then said in a penetrating voice, "I'm sorry, this is not beef." This abrupt voice made the cheers in the room suddenly stop, and everyone turned to look at the man in a suit with a slightly serious expression. The studio returned to the eerie silence from before, and even the experienced host on stage was momentarily stunned. Sagawa's smile disappeared instantly upon hearing the middle-aged man's voice. He immediately looked in the direction of the voice and upon seeing the man, Sagawa displayed a complex expression of surprise and anger. The middle-aged man also looked at him but remained silent. He then smirked and walked out, leaving Sagawa to growl and run out of the studio as well. The bewildered audience was left looking at each other in confusion...
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