"Oh my god! It smells so good!!! "
Everyone's gaze landed on the big wine jar on the stove at the entrance of the restaurant. The sealed jar had been opened, and the incredible aroma was coming from that jar. [~ New ~ Thinking ~ Chinese ~ Style ~ Hands ~]
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If the freshwater seafood soup's aroma was tempting, then this aroma was amazing. It came from nothing with just the act of opening the lid.
The rich aroma overflowed and almost instantly covered the freshwater seafood soup's aroma. Seafood, meat, mushrooms … and the faint aroma of wine. It was a wonderful combination, but it brought about an incredible aroma that made people fall into it immediately.
The onlookers who were mocking earlier all shut their mouths and swallowed their saliva as they looked at the wine jar beside Meg. What's inside? Why is it giving off such a wonderful aroma?
"This … How can this be …" The bald man opened his mouth wide. Although he didn't want to admit it, the aroma that kept entering his nose had destroyed most of his confidence.
"Is this' Buddha jumps over the wall '? The aroma is indeed above the freshwater seafood soup. However, soup is ultimately a competition of taste. "Sith slowly clenched his fist and muttered to himself. His gaze was already a little nervous.
"This aroma … It's too outstanding!" Randy forgot to put the peeled river prawns into his mouth. He opened his mouth slightly and unconsciously stretched his neck to look in the direction of the wine jar.
"This aroma, how is it possible?" Candace, who was drinking soup with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and looked at Meg in disbelief.
Robert, Febid, Avis, and the rest also stopped eating and looked in Meg's direction in shock. They were obviously shocked by the aroma.
"Boss, do you really want to use this small bowl? Isn't it too small? "Yabemiya came forward with a stack of small bowls and asked softly.
"They're not paying. A small bowl is enough," Meg said softly without batting an eyelid. He took the small bowls and started scooping the soup.
Six small bowls of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' were scooped up. There were four small pieces of ingredients in each bowl, and each bowl was different.
"Send it to the judges and Boss Sith." Meg put down the spoon and smiled at everyone. "Buddha jumps over the wall. Please try it."
Bowls of Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup were placed in front of the judges, and the last bowl was given to Sith.
Meg picked up the bowl of freshwater seafood soup that Sith had passed to him earlier and gestured to him. Then, he scooped up a spoonful and took a sip. The taste was warm and fragrant. The freshness of freshwater seafood was perfectly unleashed, and there was no fishy smell at all. It was indeed a good bowl of soup, better than most chefs'.
"Good soup." Mag gave Sith a thumbs up before putting the bowl aside. He was too full just now, and couldn't finish another bowl of soup.
The corner of Sith's mouth twitched. He glanced at the bowl that Meg had put aside. He couldn't tell if Meg's words were sincere praise or just polite words.
The bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' was placed in front of the judges. Compared to the big bowl of freshwater seafood soup, the small bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' seemed a little small. It was probably only about one-fifth of the freshwater seafood soup.
"Although the fragrance of this soup is tempting, isn't this boss too stingy? He actually only gave such a small bowl. "A passerby couldn't help but complain.
However, most people's gazes were focused on the five judges at this moment. Both sides had already presented the soup, and the winner of this battle was in the hands of the judges.
"This soup … How exactly is it made?" Candace looked at the brown soup in the small bowl in front of her with a puzzled expression. There was a transparent shark's fin in the soup, a piece that seemed to be chicken, a piece that seemed to be some kind of fungus, and a piece of meat that she didn't know what it was.
She had stayed in Rodu for more than 40 years, and most of the chefs were her friends. She had also tasted countless delicacies, but she had never seen a soup that was so invasive just by its fragrance.
Furthermore, this kind of invasiveness didn't make her feel disgusted. Instead, she had the urge to surrender when she came into contact with it and let it face her directly.
Of course, this kind of wording wasn't very appropriate, but this was how she felt now.
The seemingly messy combination perfectly blended into an irresistible and wonderful fragrance. This was really too unbelievable.
Soup had always been seen as a side dish on the dining table.
However, if there was a table of dishes in front of her now, even if it was a palace banquet, the fragrance of this soup had already made it the absolute main character.
Previously, Meg's arrogant behavior made her have a very bad impression of him, but this soup in front of her made her want to give it a try uncontrollably.
As a fair judge, it's my duty to taste. Then, I'll force myself to give it a try. Candace convinced herself in her heart. Then, she picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into her mouth.
The delicious soup slowly seeped into her taste buds. Then, like a storm, it set off a crazy 30 octaves!
The freshness of the seafood, the mellowness of the meat, the freshness of the fungus … All kinds of flavors appeared one by one, and played an intoxicating symphony on the tip of the tongue.
"Oh! What an incredible taste! How did the taste of so many ingredients fuse into such a small mouthful of soup? Not only is it not abrupt at all, but the rich layering is addictive. This is simply a master-level cooking skill. It's amazing. "After swallowing the soup, Candace couldn't help but praise.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt that it was a little inappropriate. However, looking at the wonderful bowl of Buddha jumps over the wall in front of her, she really couldn't say anything against her will. That would be blasphemy to her belief and the career that she had persevered for decades.
The surrounding crowd was silent for a while, and all of them were surprised.
The Culinary Queen was bluntly criticized by Meg before. Now, she was praising Meg's Buddha jumps over the wall. Wasn't this too unbelievable?
"Mr. Mak really never disappoints." Febid looked at the small bowl in front of him. His eyes were glistening with tears as he scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth.
In his career, he had experienced a Waterloo once. That was during the duel between Meg and Ricky. As an outstanding sharp-tongued critic, he could only complain that his boss was too stingy. That made him have a lot of doubts about his career.
Because of that, he had stopped writing for a week. Then, he regrouped and decided to go to Amy's to pick a fight to regain his confidence.
From that day onwards, every day was a Waterloo for him.
The Waterloo felt good for a while, but it kept on going.
Until now, he still could only conclude one thing: Mr. Mak was too stingy!
This …
It was really hopeless.
The delicious soup swept through his taste buds. The rich layering of the dozens of ingredients was amazing, and the combination of the delicious taste was addictive. It was like wandering in a warm spring, so comfortable that he wanted to sleep.
"Sure enough … Mr. Mak is still too stingy!"
Febid opened his eyes and looked at the small bowl with tears streaming down his face.
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