Vanessa placed the plate gently in the middle of the judges' table, and took two steps back. She heaved a long sigh of relief after making sure that the plate didn't shift.
This was the first time she realized how tiring it was to serve a plate. Of course, the most important reason was that she didn't want to see such a delicacy that was as exquisite as a piece of art being ruined in her hands. The pressure was greater than the weight.
All the judges' gazes were already attracted by the 18-year-old girl's dress.
"The art of plate presentation has been utilized to the extreme in this 18-year-old girl's dress. The combination of colors is moving, and the shape is perfectly fitted. It shows off the exquisite cutting skills. This is the most beautiful cold dish I have ever seen, and also the most unbearable cold dish." Robert stood up, and didn't hide his admiration and praise at all.
The audience nodded. President Robert said what was on everyone's mind.
"This is the first dress that made me want to try a dress other than the red dress. It is indeed beautiful." The Hill was also looking at that colorful dress with amazement. It was not gaudy, and had the youthful energy of an 18-year-old. It was as if she could dance happily in this dress.
"I didn't expect Miss Hill to give such a high evaluation."
All of the spectators looked at Scheer with a hint of surprise in their eyes. Everyone in Chaos City knew that Young Mistress Scheer only loved red dresses, and had never seen her wear dresses of any other color. The fact that she was able to give such an evaluation was a clear indication of her attitude toward this dish.
"I'm not going to wear a dress, but I think my daughter would like this dress very much if she saw it," Michael said with a smile.
"You changed from a suit of armor to a pretty little dress. Seems like you have been through a lot all these years," Novan said to Harris meaningfully.
"Bullsh * t. No, this is art!" Harris emphasized seriously.
Geoffrey picked up his chopsticks, and picked up a piece of blanched red radish from the edge of the dress. It looked like an ordinary radish, but there was actually some transparent sauce on it before he put it into his mouth.
The radish that had been blanched was still crispy and tender, and the sauce with a hint of sweetness and sourness made the radish that had a hint of sweetness even more refreshing.
It was the crisp and tender feeling that stimulated his originally dull tongue. His appetite was also stimulated as he anticipated the arrival of even more delicacies.
Geoffrey raised his eyebrows slightly. It was a familiar style and taste. Even though so many years had passed, Harris still adhered to the principle of preserving the taste of the ingredients as much as possible. The principle of using condiments was also to minimize the impact on the ingredients as much as possible. Most of the time, they were used as supporting roles.
"The taste is still the same as before. Only with respect and reverence for the ingredients can one make truly delicious food." Geoffrey put down his chopsticks, and looked at Harris with admiration. "You are still the best chef I've ever seen."
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and tasted the dress, starting from the hem. They were all impressed.
Although it seemed as if no cooking had been done because of the presentation, every ingredient had been handled perfectly and had a crisp texture. The sauce sprinkled on top of the ingredients was like the finishing touch, giving this dish a soul that made it impossible for people to stop eating.
This was a very outstanding cold dish. It was refreshing and refreshing, and its advantages would be even more obvious when paired with other foods. Everyone nodded as they ate, and couldn't help but take a few more bites.
"The five judges all gave extremely high comments! Is the second round over? "
Everyone instinctively looked at Meg, who was still presenting the dishes. If Meg lost this round again, this competition would be over.
The '18-year-old girl dress' that received extremely high comments had already redefined everyone's upper limit for cold dishes. From today onwards, normal cold dishes would probably not be able to catch their eyes anymore.
Meg's expression was still calm and composed. The sauce on the surface of the braised beef and beef offal had already been completely dried, and he used a knife to cut them into thin slices of uniform size and thickness. The beef, tripe, heart, tongue, and scalp all looked different after being cut.
Meg took a white shallow plate and placed the slices of beef and beef offal on top of each other, forming the shape of a volcano in the middle of the plate.
Then, Meg took a big ladle, scooped up a spoonful of chili oil that he had prepared beforehand, and drizzled it down along the edge of the volcano, soaking the dried meat slices. He then sprinkled a handful of crushed peanuts and cooked sesame seeds, and decorated the crater with a small piece of tender green coriander. A bright red 'husband and wife lung slice' was ready.
Meg picked up the 'husband and wife lung slice' and walked towards the judges' table.
"Although it's not as beautiful as the '18-year-old girl dress', this spoonful of chili oil seems to have injected a soul into it. It made me feel as hot and spicy as a hotpot. This is simply an active volcano that's ready to erupt!" Abraham's Adam's apple moved. Although he had been tortured by hotpot thousands of times, he still loved it like his first love. His expectations for this so-called 'husband and wife lung slice' had also increased instantly.
"Oh my god! This is a lethal amount of chili oil, right? "
"Congratulations to Mamy's spicy family for adding another member."
"Compared to the light and refreshing '18-year-old girl dress', this is simply the other extreme! Does it have a chance to counterattack? "
The audience's gazes followed Meg as they discussed excitedly.
Harris' 18-year-old girl dress brought a wonderful experience to everyone with its fresh and elegant posture, just like a young lady's.
Meanwhile, the pot of bright red 'husband and wife lung slice' in Meg's hands was like a barbarian with a red face. It came over aggressively, and people couldn't help but cast sidelong glances at it.
The chili oil dyed the beef and beef offal a bright red. Before it even entered the mouth, the aroma of the chili oil was already enough to make them swallow their saliva uncontrollably.
And in the middle of that patch of red, there was a little bit of tender green coriander. It also had the artistic conception of a little green in a field of flowers.
"How do I eat such a dish with such a strong taste and oil?" Geoffrey frowned as he looked at the 'husband and wife lung slice' with displeasure.
The other judges looked at this' husband and wife lung slice 'with some hesitation. The bright red patch made them unsure of how to eat it all of a sudden.
The plate presentation was considered exquisite, but with the '18-year-old girl dress' in front of it, this level of presentation wasn't worth mentioning.
"Mr. Mak, how spicy is your 'husband and wife lung slice' compared to the spicy grilled fish?" Michael asked Meg. As a father who had been poisoned by the insanely spicy grilled fish, he didn't want to step on a landmine again.
"If it's just a comparison of spiciness, it should be around medium spiciness," Meg replied after some thought.
"Medium spiciness? That's good." Michael heaved a sigh of relief. He could still accept this level of spiciness. He picked up a new pair of chopsticks, and picked up a piece of beef from the plate with a smile. "Then, let me be the first to taste it."
The thin beef was covered in bright chili oil, and there were a few cooked sesame seeds and crushed peanuts on the surface. The aroma of the braised meat and chili oil wafted over slowly. Before it entered the mouth, it had already started to stir the taste buds.
With a bite, the rich aroma of the chili oil and the spiciness bloomed at the tip of the tongue at the same time. What followed was the rich braised meat aroma of the beef.
The soft and smooth beef melted with a light bite. His taste buds couldn't help but tremble and go crazy as he welcomed the attack of this spicy aroma that was like a storm.
"Oh! This is shockingly delicious! "
After a long while, Michael exclaimed in admiration.
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