After separating the meat, Yuan Zhou began to prepare his first dish.
At this time, this Bresse Chicken had already completed its first transformation. Even the skin on the chicken's wings was not damaged at all. Although Yuan Zhou had not made a breakthrough in the knife technique with his left hand, who else but him could use pure knife skills?
Strictly speaking, Yuan Zhou really did not intend to amaze the audience with his knife skills. They were all basic skills, but they were also amazing enough.
First, Ju Man Lee, who had been arguing against Yuan Zhou, felt that he might be suffering from presbyopia or overusing his eyes.
Just now, he had been staring at Yuan Zhou. As for why he was staring, there was no need to explain. Then, he was dazzled by Yuan Zhou's knife skills. Not to mention Podraco, who he was most optimistic about, even he might not be able to match up to it. This was not in line with French science.
Alexandra, Adelaide, and Abby also had an attitude of doubting their lives. However, Yuan Zhou didn't know that. He was immersed in cooking. His actions were smooth and smooth. Even if the audience who didn't know anything about cooking accidentally saw him, they would feel it was very interesting and couldn't help but stare at him.
After all, this was Europe's home ground. Yuan Zhou was ranked among the top chefs, but ordinary people did not know him. Therefore, most of the audience did not pay attention to Yuan Zhou except for those who came specially. This was also related to Europe's dislike of Chinese cuisine.
Although there were huge screens on the left and right sides of the venue, and as long as the cameras scanned the screen, Yuan Zhou did not have a lot of footage.
Of course, the audience sitting beside Zhou Shijie and the others were different. Those with good eyesight saw it very clearly and immediately became their fans.
"How did that Chinese chef use the knife just now? It felt like two black shadows. How did he finish it so quickly? I didn't even see it?" A beautiful girl with brown curly hair rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
"If you didn't see it, I didn't see it either. It was like a Chinese Kung Fu movie I watched. The speed was too fast." The weak man beside the beautiful girl opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner.
"At least in terms of knife skills, none of the chefs can match up to him. The Chinese chef has already won." The brown-haired girl could not help saying.
Chu Xiao had sharp ears and eyes. Naturally, he heard the commotion over here. However, his attention had always been on Yuan Zhou. Thus, he grumbled inwardly, "Don't be surprised."
The others did not really understand French, so they naturally did not say anything. Besides, Yuan Zhou's performance was wonderful at the moment, so they did not have time to pay attention to other things.
In this competition, the dishes were divided into appetizers, main dishes, and desserts. However, the contestants didn't have to serve the dishes as soon as they were done. Instead, they had to serve the dishes after they were all done.
After Yuan Zhou finished the first dish, he immediately started to prepare the second dish. At this time, the gap between them was gradually widening. Although it wasn't very obvious, it was because most of the eyes weren't focused on Yuan Zhou.
Originally, it could be said that Yuan Zhou was the last one to start and he did everything alone. However, he was the fastest one among them.
There were only two or three chefs who had finished the first appetizer. It was because the appetizer was a salad. The appetizer was a hot dish and had just been put into the pot.
When Yuan Zhou finished the second main dish, the gap became wider. At this time, Yuan Zhou was the fastest.
Only the last dessert was left. Although it was called a dessert, it could also be regarded as an appetizer. There was no need to rigidly adhere to the taste. It must be sweet or salty. There was a lot of room for free expression.
Of course, the only constant was that the ingredients used must be Bresse Chicken. This was the rule of the competition.
"Sizzle"
The oil splashed in the pot. When Yuan Zhou saw the pot began to smoke, he put the small round pancakes into the pot one by one and dipped them in the oil.
Time passed little by little. Yuan Zhou was already used to cooking in the restaurant, so he was very fast and finished soon.
There was a bell on the side of each stove. As long as the chief chef was done, he could directly ring the bell.
"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling"
Just when the audience was immersed in the exquisite cooking skills of the chief chefs and smelled the warm fragrance, they were disturbed by a shrill bell.
After searching for a while, they saw Yuan Zhou standing straight beside the stove with plates of delicious food in front of him. Obviously, he was done. Now, the world was turned upside down.
Many people still remembered that Yuan Zhou was slow just now. How could he cook so fast? It was unbelievable. No matter how rational they were, many of the audience thought that the Huaxia chef was playing to the gallery and definitely did not cook seriously. It could be seen from the progress of the other chefs.
Many people were whispering to each other in private. Only a small part of the audience that had been paying attention to Yuan Zhou stared at the stove with sparkling eyes, as if they wished they could snatch some food for themselves.
As for the judges, August and the other judges were already sitting upright with their knives, forks, and chopsticks ready, waiting for their turn.
"I'm really sorry for Head Chef August's good intentions," Podraco couldn't help but glare at Yuan Zhou before focusing his attention on his main dish.
Obviously, he also thought that Yuan Zhou was trying to get first place and was trying to show off.
After waiting for a while, Jack, who was extremely professional, finally reacted. He walked over with the microphone in his hand. He had never expected that Yuan Zhou could finish it so quickly. It had only been an hour. This speed was way too fast.
Originally, he had expected that it would take at least two hours for someone to finish. This was the usual practice, and Jack was well aware of it. But today, someone had broken the norm.
"Head Chef Yuan, are you done?" Jack looked at the exquisite dishes and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"This is way too exquisite. It's even more exquisite than French cuisine. It looks like Chinese food and smells so good," Jack muttered inwardly, not hindering the use of his nose.
"Yes, it's done," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Head Chef Yuan, please tell us the name of your dish," Jack said according to the procedure.
If it wasn't for the standard procedure, Jack's action of stuffing his eyes into the dishes would have caused him to make a mistake.
"Flawless White Jade, Soaring Phoenix, Heaven and Earth Inside," Yuan Zhou said concisely in Chinese.
Jack was wearing an earpiece and there was a translator backstage, allowing him to say the name. But this time, no one said the name.
Fortunately, as an experienced host, Jack reacted instantly and said the name of the dish in Chinese, "The specific meaning will be revealed later."
Actually, according to Yuan Zhou's habit, he would directly say "Chicken, Beancurd, Braised Chicken, and Pastry". But just now, Zhao Mei had said that this was a competition and the dishes had to have good names.
Yuan Zhou agreed. As the future Master Chef, the name had to be cool. Otherwise, it would be bad if it damaged his style. Plus, this was a time when he was famous in Europe. The name had to be domineering. Therefore, he changed the name without realizing it was difficult to translate.
After a few minutes, Jack received the translation backstage. It was roughly: Flawless Jade, Soaring Phoenix, Heaven and Earth Inside.
Jack was confused by the name, but it smelled really good. Unfortunately, he couldn't eat it. This was the first time he felt that being a host was a tough job.
Jack felt that Yuan Zhou didn't like to talk much. Although he appeared to be quite at ease in front of the camera, it should be true that he wasn't good with words. Therefore, he waved his hand to call the waiter over and started to send the dishes to the judges' seats one after another.
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