As the hostess brought the tray closer, the rich aroma became more obvious. In addition to the aroma of the roast goose, there was also a faint sweetness.
âIt smells like olive.â Adrian sniffed with his nose.
He also preferred to use olive as a seasoning when he cooked. At this time, when he smelled such a smell, not to mention the fragrance, just the taste of the olive was enough to tempt people.
Yuan Zhou divided the roast goose into eight equal portions, one for each of the eight judges. It seemed that they all had the same amount of meat, without any bias at all.
When the plates arrived in front of the judges, they all wanted to eat more, but now that they were all of the same size, there was nothing to fight for. So, each of them started to eat one serving, which was quite harmonious.
Although the knife had been modified again, the goose skin was wrapped in strips of meat that followed the skin. The judges who observed it up close still gasped.
âWhat kind of understanding do you need to have about the goose to be able to do that? A goose in your past life?â Abby said in a low voice.
This time, ju man Li took the lead and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the goose meat. The reason he didnât use a fork was that he didnât want to damage the muscle structure on the surface of the meat. He wanted to try the taste of the goose meat that was cut by his magical cutting skills.
The eight judges all picked up chopsticks with great tacit understanding. Other than the four on Augusteâs side who were more adept at using chopsticks, Abby was a little smoother. He used at least one hand to pick up a piece of goose meat with the chopsticks, and it was likely that he had practiced it twice in private.
The others were much worse. They used chopsticks with both hands, one chopstick in each hand, using the chopsticks like sticks. Fortunately, they didnât damage the surface of the meat and sent it into their mouths.
When the goose meat was first placed in his mouth, it first came into contact with a thin layer of green sauce. Because of the heat, the sauce was not in a watery state like before. It was in a semi-solidified state and attached to the meat.
There was no other taste except for a little sweetness when it came into contact with the meat. However, when he bit it with his teeth, the green sauce seeped into the meat like an outer coat. It was fresh, tender, and juicy. The slightly rough texture added a little brightness to the meat.
It tasted fresh and tender at first, but then it became âGE Chiâ and âGE Chiâ at the end. It seemed to be very chewy.
The combination of tenderness and toughness, plus the slight sour taste left in the mouth after swallowing, not only did he not feel that the goose meat was greasy, but there was also a refreshing feeling. He couldnât wait to have a second piece immediately enter his mouth.
The combination of succulence and freshness was just right. The judges had planned to carefully taste each piece to live up to the perfect cutting skills, but as soon as the goose meat entered their mouths, they couldnât help but speed up. As for the thoughts in their minds just now, they couldnât remember them now.
Unlike the tender and chewy goose meat, the goose skin was sweet and crunchy. It made crunching sounds when bitten, but the innermost part was still a little soft, which was very comfortable to eat.
Just like that, it took the judges a few minutes to clean the plates, and they soon returned to their original clean state.
âItâs actually not oily at all. His cooking skills are really a little too good.â Alexander touched the plate with his hand, and there was indeed no oil stain on his hand.
It could be seen that Yuan Zhouâs skill in controlling the heat had already reached the point of perfection.
âI now completely agree with your previous opinion. He shouldnât have been invited to participate in the competition. Itâs really unfair.â Alexander looked at ju man Li and said seriously.
Ju man Li, who had been alone since the start of the game, was very pleased to see that someone had finally seen through Augusteâs lies.
âSwish!â
Jack swallowed the saliva that was about to flow out of his mouth again. He felt that this bogus cooking competition was really too difficult to endure.
To be able to look but not eat was indeed the cruelest thing in the world.
âI canât take it anymore. I canât take it anymore. I want to know where this Yuan shop is opened tonight!â
âI suddenly want to know more about Chinese cuisines.â
âWhere can we get authentic Chinese food in Lyon? Do you have any recommendations?â
âActually, I really want to know why this Chinese chef brought an assistant chef who canât do anything at all. Is it to better reflect the gap between him and the other head chefs?â
Many in the audience took a bite of a hamburger or other bread such as a baguette while watching the judges eat as fast as a tornado to comfort themselves.
In fact, when traveling abroad, there were many aspects to choose the country. For example, China had the Great Wall of China, and the National conditions and culture. Food culture was also an important part of travel consideration.
Yuan Zhouâs amazing performance in the competition today had become the deciding factor for many people who were hesitating whether to travel to China or not.
It was true. There were more than 40000 people present, and more than 100 of them had made plans to go to China. Almost one-third of them were interested in Chinese food.
When the judges started to score, Yuan Zhou, who had been surrounded by many cameras, was finally left with only one camera. Then, Yuan Zhou finally let out a sigh of relief.
Yuan Zhouâs collective sense of honor was quite strong, or in other words, the plot of bringing glory to the country was deeply engraved in the bones of every Chinese.
Now that there werenât so many cameras, Yuan Zhou began to clean up the slightly dirty kitchen range slowly. He wiped everything clean and restored them to their original positions. He was already familiar with these things, so it was very easy to do them.
âLook at the Chinese chefs. No wonder our countryâs chefs canât compare to them. The great Chinese chefs have to deal with their own problems.â A pretty girl with short hair and golden hair said firmly.
After another 20 minutes, podraco, who had five people working together, finally made use of the advantage of having more people. He was done.
This time, podraco had used up all his cards. The irispel foie gras that he made looked very beautiful.
On the snow-white, delicate and plump foie gras, a half-opened pinkish-purple iris tail was vividly floating. It was made of some kind of spice, but it looked very fine. When compared with the White foie gras, it was particularly eye-catching.
Podraco was very satisfied with his own dish. Although he was not the first one to cook it and had also smelled the fragrance of Yuan Zhouâs dishes, he was still very satisfied with his classical foie gras.
Irises were the national flower of France, and nothing could highlight the cultural significance of Franceâs most famous foie gras better than this. Podraco was very confident.
However, the audienceâs reaction to the beautiful foie gras was very dull.
âIt looks pretty good. The taste should be okay.â This was the thought of the audience who had bet on poddeco winning. Of course, the thought of winning had long been thrown out of the window.
âThe plate presentation looks fine, but itâs not as exquisite and gorgeous as head chef Yuan âs.â This was the thought of all the chefs present.
âJust take a close-up shot of this dish and see if thereâs anything we can use for the news later.â These were the reporters present.
Compared to the previous uproar, it was very calm now. Actually, it was not everyoneâs fault. After seeing a sanctuary-level work, looking at an entry-level one now, the contrast was a little obvious. No one could bear to see it.
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[ps: letâs order takeaway, hahahaha!]
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