Gu Zheng had prepared some ingredients in advance and sent them over.
The other party's ingredients were also laid out. The main ingredient used by this Egyptian chef was pigeons, which were not small. Beside the pigeons were beef, mutton, and many fruits. This kind of combination made Gu Zheng feel somewhat inexplicable.
The combination of ingredients was very important in food. A good combination could make the taste more prominent and delicious, but a bad combination would only make the taste worse. It was like an ordinary person who tried to mix salt and sugar together. It would definitely be difficult to eat.
Some chefs were able to match these conflicting ingredients together, but most of them forcefully matched them and covered up the conflicting parts. However, in the end, the characteristics of each ingredient would not stand out.
A few chefs were able to match conflicting ingredients very well, but this was definitely the level of a top master. This Egyptian chef put fruits, beef, mutton, and pigeons together, and it was unknown if he could match them well.
If he could really do it, then his strength was not low. Even if he participated in the China Cuisine Competition, he would be able to get a good result like the top ten. If he was lucky, he might even be able to get into the top three.
Gu Zheng did not know if this opponent was such an expert, but even if it was, it did not matter. Now, Gu Zheng's culinary skills had surpassed them by too much. Not to mention the level of the top ten in the China Cuisine Competition, even the level of the first place would not have any chance of winning against Gu Zheng.
Gu Zheng was not just a little better than them. The current Gu Zheng could be called an immortal chef.
Gu Zheng only glanced at them and then began to pack up his ingredients.
What he wanted to make today was very simple. It was also what he wanted to make before he came. It was his famous delicacy, chicken blood soup.
Gu Zheng was very familiar with chicken blood soup. This was also the delicacy that Gu Zheng had made the most besides fried eggs.
After killing the chicken and cooking the soup, the rich aroma spread out in a short while.
Many people sniffed their noses unnaturally and then looked at Gu Zheng. Sir Brown was standing not far behind Gu Zheng, and his nose could not help but sniff.
From the moment Gu Zheng started cooking, Sir Brown did not disturb him at all. Not only Sir Brown, but the others were also the same. Although many famous chefs were unwilling to participate in such an event, they felt that the nature of the event had changed and it had become an entertainment between nobles. However, those who could really come here were all famous chefs.
Without true strength, they would not be invited.
The invited chefs all had very high positions in the industry. Even if these people were nobles, they still had to respect them. These people were not private chefs hired by the nobles, but their own employees.............
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The Egyptian chef opposite had already stewed pigeon meat, beef, and mutton, and began to clean up the fruits.
Looking at his appearance, these fruits were really going to be cooked together with the meat. If the fruits and meat were cooked together, the food cooked by ordinary people would definitely be inedible. They just did not know how this Egyptian chef would deal with it.
Gu Zheng's chicken soup was quickly stewed. He fished out the chicken and began to prepare the chicken blood that he had prepared beforehand.
After the chicken blood was boiled, the chicken blood soup really began to take shape, and the extremely fragrant transformation appeared again.
The extremely fragrant transformation was a myth and legend in China's cooking world. Even many western chefs had heard of it, but they had only heard of it and treated it as a story. No one would have thought that it was actually true.
Especially when the white smoke turned into the shape of a chicken, many people cried out in surprise.
Some nobles wanted to walk over to Gu Zheng's side and take a closer look, but they were stopped by the staff. Sir Brown also hurriedly ran over to stop these people from approaching. He was worried that these people would affect Gu Zheng's cooking.
"It's really a chicken. How did he do it?!"
"It's amazing. I'm going to record it. It's incredible!"
"Is he a chef or a magician? I'd rather believe that he's a magician!"
"It smells so good. I really want to take a bite. Damn it, why am I not a judge?!"
Many people were talking about it. These nobles were shooting their mouths off, and those famous chefs were a little stunned. Not to mention the rich fragrance, it was absolutely unique to be able to change the white smoke in the pot into such a shape.
If they did not see it with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe it.
Even if they saw it with their own eyes, some people still wanted to see if there was any mechanism in the pot to make it like this.
"It smells so good. Where is the fragrance coming from?"
"I've smelled this fragrance before. Two days ago in Paris, I smelled it again here!"
"Who can tell me what made it so fragrant? I'm going to eat it. I must eat it!"
"Is Master Gu also here? Why is there the smell of his chicken blood soup?"
Outside the exhibition center, many people stopped and did the same thing, which was to sniff the fragrance. Some people had smelled it before in Paris, and some Chinese tourists had smelled it before in Shen Cheng City. They knew the origin of this fragrance.
Especially the tourists in Shen Cheng City. As soon as the fragrance came out, many of them knew what it was.
In the crowd, a girl with several kinds of skewers in her hand suddenly raised her head. Her nose sniffed quickly, and then she couldn't help but walk forward. She walked in the direction of the exhibition center.
Gu Zheng didn't know the reaction outside, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He continued to make the chicken blood soup in front of him.
The people outside were looking for it, and the people inside were suffering. They experienced the feeling of Changfeng and Chang Le. Such a rich fragrance, but they could only smell it but couldn't eat it. It was really a kind of pain.
Sir Brown also had this kind of pain, but more of it was excitement.
In his investigation, there was the situation when Gu Zheng made the chicken blood soup. At that time, he felt that it was a little exaggerated. Even if Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup was one-tenth of these rumors, Gu Zheng was still very amazing.
But he didn't expect that all of this was true. There was really this kind of fragrance that made you crazy and almost uncontrollable. Smelling it but not eating it was definitely a huge torture.
But at the same time, he was also happy because Gu Zheng represented him. The better the food Gu Zheng made, the greater the possibility of him winning. Even if he gave half of it to Gu Zheng, he could still gain a lot.
More importantly, he would also gain fame and prestige among the nobles. He could also fiercely attack his opponents, killing many birds with one stone.
The Egyptian chef opposite also raised his head and frowned. His fruit had been processed and was ready to be put into the pot. His cooking skill of cooking fruit with meat was a unique skill that he had recently developed. Others would never know it, and the taste was absolutely superb. He was confident that he could win against anyone.
Because the stakes were very high this time, and it was the first match of the day, he used his unique skill. Originally, he was very confident, but now, after smelling the fragrance of Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup, even his confidence dropped a lot.
This fragrance was really too strong.
He didn't know that the fragrance had spread far and wide. Not only the scene of the gourmet festival, but even people in the city of Lyon not far away could smell it. The fragrance of the chicken blood soup spread for ten miles, and it was ten miles.
The smile on Sir Brown's face became wider and wider. The gourmet competitions abroad also paid attention to color and fragrance. In the aspect of fragrance alone, Gu Zheng had won an overwhelming victory.
On the other hand, Guteran's expression was particularly solemn at this moment.
The winery was his most important industry. If he lost, his value would be greatly reduced. Although his father had given him all the shares of the winery, if he knew that he lost the winery bet, he was afraid that his legs would be broken.
In this competition, he absolutely couldn't lose, and he couldn't afford to lose.
He couldn't bribe the judges. The five judges were famous for being stubborn. If not, everyone wouldn't be so convinced. It was impossible to bribe them.
The judges had no choice but to start with Gu Zheng. However, Sir Brown wasn't jealous. It wasn't easy to play tricks in front of Sir Brown.
Once caught, not only would he lose, but his image would also plummet. He couldn't continue to stay in this circle in the future.
At this time, Guterrand had countless thoughts in his mind.
The Egyptian chef put the fruits into the pot. He didn't put them together, but separately. The timing was very tight. One fruit per minute, no more than a second apart.
After a while, his fruit and meat were ready. After it was served, a strong meat fragrance rushed to the nose. Although the meat fragrance was strong, it was not greasy. Moreover, there was a fresh sweetness in the meat fragrance.
Gu Zheng's sense of smell was far better than others. Even if he was far away, he could smell the fragrance of the other party's food. Just from the fragrance, he could tell that the other party had successfully combined the fruit and meat. This was a chef with absolute strength.
Unfortunately, he had met him. No matter how strong he was, he was no match for him.
Before the competition, someone had already informed the five judges and told them about the bet this time. The bet was very big, much bigger than usual. They arrived very quickly. No matter who won, the Food Association would receive another financial support this time. It could help the Food Association develop better.
The European Food Association was different from Huaxia. As a purely civilian organization, they needed a large amount of funds. Otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain.
Don't think that being a chef didn't cost money. All kinds of learning, all kinds of activities, and even all kinds of high-grade ingredients required a lot of money to maintain.
The five judges were not young. The youngest was 69 years old. He was also a big shot in the European culinary world.
After tasting the fruit and meat cooked by the Egyptian chef, the five of them nodded silently.
They had eaten the delicacies made by this Egyptian chef many times. Although this person was powerful and valued money very much, they had to admit that he was a genius, a genius in the cooking world.
The food he made was indeed very good. Before this, even the judges didn't expect that someone could cook fruit and meat together and match it so perfectly.
The meat was mainly pigeon meat, with beef and mutton as a supplement. The beef and mutton had a stronger fishy smell, while the pigeon meat had a colder nature. The two complemented each other. The fruit after that was the finishing touch. No one had thought of using fruit to neutralize the fishy smell of these few types of meat. The sweetness of the fruit neutralized the fishy smell, and the freshness was perfectly preserved.
The Egyptian chef was very successful. His dish could even get high marks in the Huaxia Food Competition.
After tasting the delicacies of the Egyptian chef, the judges looked at Gu Zheng. They had also smelled the rich fragrance, and they were looking forward to it.
"Gudrun, I have a way for you to win!"
John Junior suddenly walked to Gudrun's side and whispered. Gudrun raised his head abruptly and looked straight at him.
Previously, Guteran's heart had been restless. He was confident in the Egyptian chef he had invited, but Gu Zheng's aroma was too good. He was eager to taste it. He was almost unable to hold himself back. He didn't know if the Egyptian chef could beat Gu Zheng.
"What is it?"
Gudrun asked carefully. John Junior looked around and whispered again, "I have a robot aircraft here. It's very small, the size of a mosquito. It can carry a strong acid that destroys the smell. If you put a drop in, the food will definitely be destroyed. But I won't do it. If you want to do it, you can control it yourself!"
John Junior did have such a small aircraft. It was really small. Because it was small, the things it could carry were very limited, and the control distance was very short. It wasn't easy to control it.
John Junior had originally left it for himself to use against his opponents in the future. However, after smelling the fragrance of Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup, he didn't have much confidence in the Egyptian chef anymore. He might as well leave it to Gudrun first.
At the same time, he was a cautious person. He would never do something like this himself. Even if Gudrun failed, it had nothing to do with him. He wouldn't admit that he was the one who provided it.
Gudrun wouldn't be stupid enough to give him away. It wouldn't do him any good.
"Okay, give it to me!"
Gudrun only thought for a few seconds and nodded. He couldn't lose. Even if the Egyptian chef might win, he had to be prepared.
John Junior took out a cigarette and gave it to him. The small aircraft was inside the cigarette. The small aircraft needed a launcher, and the cigarette's body was the launcher.
When he gave the cigarette to Gudrun, John Junior avoided the surveillance cameras to avoid any trouble.
After telling Gudrun how to control the small aircraft, John Junior left. Whether it would succeed or not would depend on Gudrun's luck. It would be good if it succeeded, but if it didn't, it was his bad luck. John Junior only gave him this one, so he could only help him this one time.
Gu Zheng, who was making chicken blood soup, secretly raised the corner of his mouth.
The conversation that the two thought to be top secret was actually heard by Gu Zheng. As long as Gu Zheng was willing, no one could hide their conversation from him. The two actually conspired to deal with him in such a despicable way.
Even if Gu Zheng didn't know, they wouldn't succeed, let alone if Gu Zheng already knew.
Even if they did succeed, they would be really unlucky. They dared to destroy the food made by Gokusen's culinary skills. The weapon spirit would never forgive them. It would probably torture Gu Zheng again for revenge.
Gu Zheng ignored their tricks and continued to make the chicken blood soup. After a while, five bowls of chicken blood soup that made people want to jump up and eat it were out of the pot. The people around all stared at these bowls, wanting to snatch them away.
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