Ogyust felt he should look at Ju Man Lee in a new light. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. Surprisingly, he was such a person.
Ju Man Lee ignored Ogyust's gaze. Just as he was about to speak, he smelled the fragrance of oil and crispy sesame. It was very tempting.
"Is it the dessert? What kind of dessert can there be in China? "Ju Man Lee asked.
Although he didn't have any expectations, as a serious and responsible judge, Ju Man Lee naturally had to be responsible for every participating chef, even if he didn't think highly of the chef.
Ju Man Lee believed this was the foundation of being a judge.
The moment he finished speaking, he turned in the direction where the fragrance came from and saw a row of beautiful hostesses.
Every one of them was carrying a small tray. A small plate could be vaguely seen on the tray. Instantly, some people started muttering in their hearts.
"Why is the plate so small? It's definitely not enough," Abby's first reaction was.
Even the steady and mature Alexandra was a little displeased. She felt it was too little. The chicken meat was too little and the pastries were also too little. Was it because they didn't stand high enough?
No, was it because the ingredients were too little?
Regardless of what the judges were thinking, the hostesses all walked to the front and placed the small plates in front of them.
The small plates were slightly bigger than the palm-sized pancake, just enough to put the entire brown pancake in. It didn't feel crowded nor too big.
"Is this a pancake?" Adelaide looked at the pancake and asked.
"It seems so," Abby nodded in agreement.
Ogyust, who had eaten quite a lot of Chinese food, was rather knowledgeable, "It looks like a sesame seed cake. But there is no oven for making sesame seed cakes. I wonder how Yuan Zhou made it."
Mainly, Ogyust had a deep impression of the round barrel used to make the sesame seed cake. It was a small snack he had bought at Taoxi Road. Although it wasn't as delicious as the one made by Yuan Zhou, it wasn't bad either. Therefore, it was still fresh in his memory.
What Jack said next confirmed Ogyust's guess, "This is the world in my heart. It's a pastry made by Head Chef Yuan based on the principles of sesame seed cake. Please have a taste, judges."
Jack was quite dissatisfied with the fact that he didn't say anything useful when he reported the names of the dishes in the previous two rounds. Taking advantage of the last round, he specially went to communicate with Yuan Zhou and got some practical information. Only then did he come here to explain.
This was for the professionalism of the competition, and definitely not to get close to him.
Subconsciously, Jack touched the phone in his pocket. He had saved Head Chef Yuan's phone number.
It had to be said that Jack's explanation this time was indeed on point. At least he explained the technique of making this pastry, allowing everyone to have a better understanding of it. It wasn't like the previous dishes that were delicious, but the audience who couldn't eat it were confused.
They could only hear the beautiful names and beautiful designs, but there was nothing else. Only the audience in the first few rows could smell the intoxicating aroma, but the people in the back row could not even see a strand of hair.
"It's a sesame seed cake. I didn't judge wrongly. But it still looks a little different." Gauss lowered his head and observed the pastry carefully.
He noticed that even the white sesame seeds sprinkled on the surface of the pastry were slightly burnt. It was obvious that the heat was on point.
However, the smell of flour mixed with the fragrance of oil and the faint aroma of meat was hard to resist. The judges didn't have much time to observe. They all put on disposable gloves on their left hands in unison, intending to eat.
It was sent to them together with the pastry. Otherwise, Abby would have wanted to eat it directly.
Once the pastry was in her hand, Abby was a little surprised. Originally, apart from the sesame seeds, there were also some layers of crispy skin on the pastry, which looked very beautiful. However, she just felt that it would fall off with a slight touch.
It gave people a feeling that she had to hold it carefully.
Only when she held it in her hand through the gloves did she know it was just an illusion. Even if the movements were a little rough, there was no crispy skin falling off, which showed the chef's skills.
"This pastry is way too exquisite." Abby couldn't help sighing with emotion.
Even if it was French cuisine that was famous for its exquisiteness, Abby still felt it was hard to find another one that could be on par with this Yuan Zhou dessert.
"Ka Ca"
After a bite, the crispy skin started to fall off along with the strength of the teeth. However, that wasn't the most amazing part. The surface was very crispy, but the part close to the stuffing appeared quite pliable as it had absorbed enough gravy.
After just one bite, the stuffing was already exposed. It could be seen how plentiful the stuffing was. The unique taste of the sausage coupled with the sweet and tender chicken meat, the meeting of saltiness and freshness was like an intense passionate love. The taste was quite wonderful.
"Lyon sausage paired with Bresse Chicken is simply wonderful. Western ingredients, Eastern taste, master level idea." Abby straightforwardly surrendered.
He had truly been conquered by Yuan Zhou. The three dishes in a row were all above the standard. Abby finally fully understood what Ogyust had said previously, "No matter what kind of privileges are given, Yuan Zhou is still deserving."
Abby had thought that Ogyust was being angry with Ju Manli. Only now did he know that Ogyust was speaking the truth. With this craftsmanship, Abby felt the chair under his butt was a little prickly. He didn't feel that he was worthy to sit here and judge.
He wasn't the only one who had such a thought. Alexandra and the others more or less had the same thought. It was indeed because the three dishes were too amazing and the cooking speed was also very fast.
Everyone knew that if one wanted to taste good, one had to be meticulous and meticulous. However, what Yuan Zhou had done now had already violated the basic rules of culinary arts.
As for Ju Manli, one could tell a thing or two just by looking at the clean and tidy plates.
The pastry made by Yuan Zhou this time was made using some of the manufacturing methods of the Huangqiao Sesame Seed Cake. Especially the kneading of the dough, it was a complete reference to the Huangqiao Sesame Seed Cake. When the dough was cold, it was called "Snowflake Seed Cake". When the dough was cold, it was called "Rat Sand Spray".
"I wonder if Chinese food is to the liking of these Westerners," Yuan Zhou stood beside the stove with his back straight.
He maintained his best bearing and looked straight ahead, only glancing at the judges with the corner of his eyes.
He strived to display his most perfect bearing. I am Yuan Zhou, and I speak for myself.
It wasn't that Yuan Zhou wasn't confident in his craftsmanship. Rather, it was the difference between the East and the West. Some things were different. That was why he was a little worried.
"Good. Now, all judges, please write your scores on a piece of paper and hand it over to the organizing team. The final result will be announced at the end of the competition," Jack said. When he saw that all the judges had finished eating, he immediately started his own work.
The first round of the competition used a combined scoring system for the three dishes. In other words, the overall score would be given. This had both advantages and disadvantages. Of course, for chefs with superb craftsmanship and each dish was of the highest quality, there would definitely be more advantages.
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