"My Iris Foie Gras is the best I've ever cooked. The iris flowers are more vivid than ever. I'm sure I'll get a good score." Bordraco was very confident about the Golden Chef Award. He was glad that Yuan Zhou had dissected the goose.
Strictly speaking, Poddraco had a thorough understanding of his own strength. Logically speaking, the result would definitely be what he had expected. But the bad thing was that Ogyust had invited Yuan Zhou to participate in the competition. Simply speaking, there was only one reason for his defeat, and that was Yuan Zhou's participation.
The Iris Goose Liver was served to each of the judges. Because there was only one main dish and only eight people were competing, the amount of the dish was arranged to be a little more than the previous one.
In front of each judge was a piece of foie gras about three fingers wide. The iris flowers on it were carved out of the foie gras in advance and then infused with other spices little by little. The technique was very delicate, so the flowers looked like they were blooming on the foie gras.
"The flowers aren't bad," Manfred said.
He was going to say that Bordraco's knife skills were not bad, but he realized that he was not qualified to say that, so he changed his mind.
To be honest, this was Bordraco's moment of glory, as long as there was no Yuan Zhou.
After the baptism of Yuan Zhou's knife skills, the judges felt that their culinary skills hadn't changed much, but their vision had been sublimated. Ordinary knife skills were no longer attractive to them. Even Podraco's excellent knife skills appeared to be sloppy and ordinary in a short period of time.
"It's not bad. It should be Bordraco's best," Alessandra said to be fair.
Next, it was time for the judges to taste the dishes.
If Podraco's knife skills were to be compared to Yuan Zhou's, then Julian, who was the third to finish, was to be compared to Yuan Zhou's in terms of heat control. Thus, he was also miserable.
Julien was making a pan-fried goose breast. A milky white, slightly transparent sauce was poured over the slightly browned goose meat. In order to fit the theme, Julien had specially used secret French spices to flavor the goose meat, and a variety of cheeses were blended to make a sauce that was unique to him.
Furthermore, the goose meat was soaked in oil like in Dordogne before it was fried so that it could maintain its tender and plump texture.
This Pan-Fried Goose Breast could be regarded as a work with perfect control of the heat. The premise was that it couldn't be compared with Yuan Zhou's whole roast goose just now. That was really a good grasp of the tenderness of the roast goose.
Julian was obviously weaker. Even if he used his ultimate skill, the Moon Man, it wouldn't help.
But his calm demeanor was real, and it made people's eyes light up.
Stehle had also displayed his true strength. There was no room for concealment. This was the final match of the finals. If he continued to hold back, he would most likely be a fool.
It didn't take long for the eight dishes to be judged. Even though they had been baptized by Yuan Zhou's dishes, the professionalism of the judges was unquestionable. Even if they hadn't finished eating, they were still very serious in giving their judgments.
Soon, it was time to reveal the final result. All the head chefs gathered together. The front row was full of head chefs, and the back row was full of assistants.
Before the match, the audience was still discussing the result fiercely. But now, no one was talking about it anymore.
Jack was waiting at the coordination group. The audience all had eyes and knew the final result of the golden chef, but they were still very interested in the silver chef. Therefore, they still waited with great interest and didn't leave the field.
This time, Zhao Mei didn't compete with others. She still followed her master's pace and stood directly in the leftmost corner, showing that she didn't have the strength to do anything.
"Hey, friend, did you come here just to make up the numbers?" Originally, Engineer Cheng was recalling the unique skills of some famous chefs he had seen before. Suddenly, a slightly stiff Chinese voice came from beside him.
Of course, there was only one word that belonged to the Chinese language, and the rest was in English.
The one who talked to Zhao Mei was one of Stehle's assistants. He had witnessed the whole process of Yuan Zhou's Forbidden Spell Knife Skill. Obviously, he was very interested in Yuan Zhou, so he talked to Cheng Zhao Mei.
"I came here to learn. My master told me to," Cheng Zhao Mei said honestly.
"Master? Is Head Chef Yuan your master? You are so lucky! "The assistant who looked somewhat anxious opened his mouth wide in an exaggerated manner.
One ought to know that most of the helpers brought by the head chef were sous-chefs and third chefs of his own restaurant. They were all experienced chefs that worked well with each other. Some of them even had disciples.
One look and it was obvious that Zhao Mei was at least 10 years older than Yuan Zhou. It was obvious who had entered the industry earlier.
But so what?
The assistant who looked anxious believed that it was a glorious thing to be able to become the disciple of a legendary chef.
Therefore, he couldn't express his envy with words.
"It's indeed the luckiest thing in my life to be able to become Head Chef Yuan's disciple," Cheng Zhao Mei nodded and admitted.
He had always thought so. He was also glad that he had made up his mind to become Head Chef Yuan's disciple and had persisted. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the King of Sichuan Cuisine, Cheng Zhao Mei.
While the assistants were talking privately, Jack finally got the result and stood in the center of the field.
"Now, I'm holding the final result of the Bogus Cooking Competition. Are you guys looking forward to it?" Jack was very good at livening up the atmosphere.
As long as it wasn't Yuan Zhou's dishes, his performance had always been remarkable.
"Yes!"
Although it was an open-air venue, the shouts of over 40,000 people were still deafening. Many of them even stood up.
As they stood up, the people behind them couldn't see them. Therefore, they had to stand up as well. Soon, all of them stood up.
"Hahaha. Now, let's reveal the results of the head chefs. It's said that the judges have been discussing this for a long time." Then, Jack turned to where Yuan Zhou and the other chefs were standing and said, "Of course, head chefs, don't be nervous. The result is already out. No matter how nervous you are, it won't change."
After making a joke, the nervous atmosphere was immediately dispersed by the laughter of the crowd. Even the head chefs that were a little nervous felt a little relaxed.
With an expressionless face, Yuan Zhou appeared to be very confident.
The reason why the judges had been discussing this for a long time wasn't because of who was Chef Jin, but because Abby wanted to give Yuan Zhou an S +. He felt that if he gave Yuan Zhou an A +, then the A + in the Bogus World Cooking Competition would be too high. The chefs that came later would never be able to achieve that.
Speaking of which, just based on the knife skills and taste alone, it wasn't too much to give an S +. When Gauss was eating, he said that it was the most delicious food he had ever eaten.
That was true. However, the Bogus Cooking Competition had been held for more than a dozen times, and no one had ever given an S + evaluation. It didn't conform to the rules and was rejected in the end.
"Next, we'll announce the results of the head chefs one by one. First, Head Chef Yuan Zhou from China. Wow, he still got a high score of 6A +. Congratulations, Head Chef Yuan."
"If I remember correctly, this is also the only full score in the final! Head Chef Yuan has made history! "Jack raised his voice to liven up the atmosphere.
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