Qin Hua was immersed in his own cooking. Perhaps it was because of the pressure from Yuan Zhou, or perhaps it was the final radiance of the setting sun, but this was the best he had done in recent years. He felt as though he had touched upon something else.
Wait, the final radiance of the setting sun was not a good word to describe it. Anyway, he had entered the state of mind and could not hear anything else.
Hmm … although Yuan Zhou was in this state almost every time he cooked.
"Head Chef Qin, you live up to your reputation. You're really good." After Yuan Zhou finished cooking, he raised his head and looked at Qin Hua. He instantly understood. He was too familiar with this state and was quite happy for Head Chef Qin.
"Clang."
The sound of the plate hitting the table was like a signal. The five judges paused for a moment before moving their chopsticks swiftly.
"Ka." The sound of the chopsticks hitting the plate rang out. Although the plate was placed in the middle by the young lady, Zhou Shijie still came out on top.
He was sitting at the head of the table and was indeed further away from the plate. Of course, this was relative to Head Chef Yue, who was sitting directly opposite the plate.
However, Zhou Shijie had an advantage. As a regular customer of The Kitchen God, he had learned the skills of Yu Daoyi, Wu Hai, and the others. Snatching food was a basic skill. Even though Zhou Shijie had a high status and was old, and not many people would snatch food from him, it was a fact that he had a son with barbecued pork.
It wasn't until Zhou Shijie picked it up with his chopsticks that he could clearly see the whiter winter gourd under the contrast of the brown chopsticks. It was so thick that it could transmit light. It was even lighter than cicada silk, but the soft texture of the winter gourd didn't bend when it was picked up by the chopsticks. It was still a thin piece.
"I think it would be a waste to eat such a delicate dish," Zhou Shijie said.
Head Chef Yue replied, "Then don't eat it."
Zhou Shijie rolled his eyes at Head Chef Yue. What kind of words are these?
"I have long been unable to match up to Yuan's skills," Zhou Shijie sighed. There was pride in his voice, but also a little desolate.
After all, Shandong cuisine, or to be more precise, Chinese cuisine, although it could not be said that its surname was Zhou in the previous era, Zhou Shijie was also the brightest person among them, so it was a little lonely.
As for his pride, it was easy to understand. As the saying goes, "In the Yangtze River, the new waves drive the old waves, and the old waves die on the beach." However, for Zhou Shijie, Yuan Zhou was a rising star. The brighter the star, the better. The brighter it was, the more powerful the Chinese cooking world would be. This was his long-cherished wish.
"Indeed. It's hard not to be convinced by his skill in stirring the dough," Head Chef Wang said as he stared at the winter gourd slices in his hand.
It was evenly wrapped in a thin layer of sauce that was as thin as a cicada's wing. There were no blind spots at all and the wrapping was perfect. Moreover, the thickness was the same.
Kacha!
When he put it in his mouth, the crab roe that had disappeared came to life in his mouth. The fresh taste of seafood, the texture was pink and glutinous, and with a little sweetness from the winter melon, it was refreshing and a little fishy. It was very special.
"How exactly did Head Chef Yuan prepare this crab roe? I can't even tell. Every dish is truly made with effort," Head Chef Mai felt like a cat was scratching itself.
"I think we can ask Head Chef Yuan later." Head Chef Zhuang did not relax his movements. Relying on the fact that Head Chef Mai was unaware of, he directly snatched a piece of winter melon from Head Chef Mai.
The plate looked very big, and the thin slice of winter melon that Yuan Zhou had cut was not small either. It was as long as a banana. However, it was unable to withstand the fierce competition and was quickly eaten up. The plate was also as clean as new. This was the mark of Yuan Zhou.
"If it wasn't for the fact that the silver spoon can only be awarded after the competition, I would have given it to Head Chef Yuan directly. I wonder if Head Chef Qin will be able to accept it this time?" Head Chef Wang smacked his lips worriedly.
His worries were not baseless. Losing to Zhou Shijie five years ago was not the first time Head Chef Qin Hua had participated in the competition for the silver spoon. That was the second time, and this was already the third time. Furthermore, Head Chef Wang had a premonition that it was impossible for Yuan Zhou to hand over the silver spoon while he was still alive.
As for Head Chef Qin Hua, he had always been close to winning.
Head Chef Wang had a feeling that Head Chef Qin was doomed.
"Old Qin? It should be fine to show him the video of this competition, "Zhou Shijie muttered.
"That's a good idea," Head Chef Yue said.
Even before Head Chef Qin Hua's dish was served, the judges had already arranged the result.
It was not that the judges were looking down on Head Chef Qin Hua, but the gap between them was so obvious that only a blind person could not see it.
Not only the judges, but even the chefs off the stage knew the result was already set. Their culinary skills were not top-notch, but they had good eyesight.
"Head Chef Yuan can't say his culinary skills are very good," Gao Fei said.
Bai Subo looked at Gao Fei, waiting for him to continue. He wanted to see what he could say.
"In China, table tennis is divided into Normal, Difficult, Hell, and National Bidding," Gao Fei said. "I think cooking skills can also be divided into four realms: Normal, Great Chef, Famous Chef, and Yuan Zhou."
After watching the competition, Gao Fei was convinced.
Bai Subo nodded. That made sense.
"Looks like the result of the Silver Spoon Gathering has been revealed."
"I guess it will be a long time before we can hold another Silver Spoon Gathering."
"That's good. Head Chef Yuan is so good. I heard that his Shandong Cuisine is also quite good. It's like Shandong Cuisine now has a golden signboard. That's good."
The judges on the stage had finished tasting Head Chef Qin Hua's dish. This time, they had set a limit on how many pieces each person could eat.
Seeing that Zhou Shijie was about to announce the result, Head Chef Qin Hua was originally full of confidence. But when he heard the whispers of the chefs off the stage, he suddenly became restless.
"I've done my best this time. There shouldn't be any problem …" Qin Hua turned his head and glanced at Yuan Zhou.
When he saw Yuan Zhou standing there calmly without any nervousness or expectation, Head Chef Qin Hua was no longer nervous. He had already done his best. It didn't matter what the result was.
"Hu …"
Head Chef Qin Hua exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and calmed himself down.
"The tenth Silver Spoon Evaluation Conference has come to an end. The owner of the silver spoon is Head Chef Yuan, Yuan Zhou. Next, I will personally present the prize," Zhou Shijie waved his hand.
Xiao Li carried a tray onto the stage. The tray was covered with a layer of red velvet cloth. As it moved up and down, it was obvious that there was something underneath.
At the same time, Zhou Shijie walked down from the rostrum and onto the high platform. Yuan Zhou was also invited to stand at the center of the high platform by the waitress.
Head Chef Qin Hua had already been stunned for a moment the moment the result landed on the stage. He stood there expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Congratulations, Head Chef Yuan," Zhou Shijie lifted the velvet cloth and revealed the silver spoon inside.
This silver spoon was much bigger than the usual spoon used for stir-frying. However, the handle was very short, as if it had been broken before. The color of the spoon was bright and shiny, but it was obviously not suitable for use anymore. Nevertheless, it had a great symbolic meaning.
"Thank you, Chairman Zhou," Yuan Zhou received the spoon with both hands and under Zhou Shijie's indication, he took the microphone and was about to give a speech.
"I will continue to cook diligently in the future and strive to do better," Yuan Zhou said firmly.
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