Of the five braised pork dishes on the table, Old Han has already tasted the third one, and his evaluation of the third dish was that it was flawless in every aspect and had reached the pinnacle, which was obviously the highest compliment. Moreover, he had tasted this kind of delicious dish made by Ye Chui before. Although Old Han said uncertainly that this braised pork was either the work of Ye Chui or Zheng Yun, in fact, his words had already pointed out that this dish was made by Ye Chui.
Everyone looked at Ye Cui and Zheng Yun, and then they saw a faint smile on Ye Cui's face, and a hint of embarrassment on Zheng Yun's face, but neither of them said anything.
Mr. Han did not continue with this topic, but immediately picked up the fourth dish of braised pork.
"If the third braised pork dish is worth ten points, I can give this one nine and a half points. The color, aroma and taste have reached the ultimate deliciousness that this dish can achieve. The only thing lacking is that the texture of the meat is a little too old. It may be that too little water was added during the stewing, which makes the meat taste a little more burnt. Hey, Qin Yiyue, you are the most talented chef around Ye Chui, but you are still a little behind Ye Chui."
As Mr. Han finished speaking, Qin Yiyue immediately said helplessly: "I did not control the cooking time of this dish well, and the pot was a little burnt, but I didn't expect that Mr. Han could taste it. It's amazing."
Qin Yiyue's words naturally proved that Mr. Han was right this time.
Everyone's attention was focused on the last dish, braised pork.
Old Han stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a bite and put it into his mouth.
Zheng Yun, who was standing aside, had a look of being scrutinized on his face, and was nervously waiting for Mr. Han to give an answer.
“This dish…” Old Han put down his chopsticks and raised his eyes. He obviously had something to say, but he deliberately paused in the middle, which made many people have great expectations for Old Han’s evaluation of this dish.
Then, they heard Mr. Han's leisurely comment on the dish: "... What the hell?"
What is this dish
Zheng Yun's face turned red, and he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Han, is there anything wrong with this dish?"
His hasty questioning obviously confirmed that the fifth dish was made by him. Then the third dish that was praised as perfect by Mr. Han must be Ye Chui's work.
"That's right, Mr. Han. We have just tasted these five dishes and feel that there is no difference in taste. Why do you give such a low evaluation of the fifth dish, Mr. Han?" One of the five judges who was selected from the crowd earlier couldn't help but ask.
They believed themselves to be no different from professional gourmets, but it was obvious that Mr. Han's previous performance had left them with an indescribable shock.
"Why do you rate this fifth dish so low? Why? Of course it's because this dish is bad!" Old Han said angrily, "Too much oil is used in this dish, making the braised meat a bit greasy. It can't be said to be fat but not greasy. The taste of this dish is even worse. Too much rock sugar is used to stir-fry the sugar color, which is simply too sweet. In order to make up for the excessive sweetness, too much salt is added. The mixture of the two flavors is unbearable. The worst thing is the color of this dish... After the braised meat is cooked, the color should be bright, the meat should be tender and the taste should be fresh. Among the color, aroma and taste, color is the most important. But look at this dish, the pork is not handled properly, and there is no smooth and tender color on the surface of the meat. It is completely greasy, which makes it difficult for people to have any appetite. If the full score is ten, this dish can't even get six points!"
Old Han is still angry now. He said so much in one breath, and his words were well-reasoned. After listening to his words, the fifth braised pork was simply impossible to swallow.
Of course, this braised pork in red sauce was not as bad as Han Lao said. There was no way to tell the difference between it and other dishes in the mouths of ordinary people. But Han Lao's words were not aimless. At least after hearing it, Zheng Yun showed a look of deep conviction. He smiled bitterly and said, "Han Lao, you are right. I am still far from mastering this dish."
By saying this, he officially acknowledged that the fifth dish was his work.
Old Han was very satisfied with Zheng Yun's attitude. He stood up and glanced around coldly with his skinny face. "Among the five braised meats, Ye Chui's is the most delicious. I believe no one in the world can make braised meat more delicious than him. Next is Qin Yiyue, Tian Xiaodu and Dong Qian. As for Zheng Yun's braised meat… he voluntarily admitted defeat just now. He really knows himself well." After saying this, Old Han paused, his eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction, and he shouted, "Bai Qiusong, stop right there. Tell me clearly today, did I let you win as a judge? Was there anything unfair in the competition just now!"
As Mr. Han shouted, everyone looked in the direction where Mr. Han was looking.
Bai Qiusong saw that things were not going well and was about to sneak out of Manhan Building, but he was caught by Old Han. He found that everyone was looking at him, so he smiled awkwardly: "Fair, of course it's fair..."
"Well then!" Han Lao's voice was indescribably cold, a coldness that Ye Chui had never seen since he met him. He continued, "If you dare to raise any doubts about today's game in the future, I will fight you to the death!"
Bai Qiusong couldn't help but shiver. Old Han was highly respected and a leader in the food industry. He had already used up his utmost courage to find fault with Old Han today. If Old Han wanted to fight him to the death... then would he still have a way out
However, this is not all—
"Mr. Bai." Xing Sen stood up again, his arms crossed as he looked at Bai Qiusong coldly. "Just now, when Ye Chui, Master Zheng, Master Tian, Master Qin, and Master Dong were cooking, I was standing by and watching. I can use my reputation as a gourmet detective to prove that they didn't do anything tricky. The positions of the dishes on the table were all random, and it was impossible to make any marks on them. If I hear Mr. Bai questioning whether there is something fishy going on, even if you are a public figure, I will never let you off easily. Do you understand?"
"I... I understand. I am convinced today and I will never have any doubts again..." Bai Qiusong no longer looked as dashing and cheerful as he did on the food show. He was sweating profusely and looked extremely embarrassed.
His appearance was also photographed by the media reporters on the scene. It is conceivable that his reputation will be greatly affected in the future. Han Yuyan, who was originally infatuated with Bai Qiusong, showed a look of disgust on his face, wondering why he used to like and admire this host. What kind of person is this
No one expected that today's Manchu-Han Banquet Challenge would end in this way. There is no doubt that Ye Chui won the final victory in this challenge without any suspense. After Bai Qiusong's disturbance, and with Han Lao and Xing Sen using their own reputations as a guarantee, no matter whether it was the media reporters on the scene, the netizens who paid attention to these things on the Internet, or the ordinary people who saw the relevant reports, they all had no reason to doubt Ye Chui anymore.
The first game came to an end.
Of course, this is only the first game. Because of the effect of this incident, countless people are looking forward to the next twenty or so challenges...
However, what was unexpected was that shortly after Bai Qiusong's challenge ended and even before the reporters in the Manhanlou Hotel had dispersed, a statement suddenly appeared on the Internet -
"I am Yan Shouyi, the chef of Pudong Xingwangfu Hotel. A week ago, I challenged Master Ye Chui to make the Mingzhu Tofu dish from the Manchu-Han Banquet. Now I take the initiative to admit defeat. Even if I know the recipe of this dish, I will definitely not be able to make Master Ye's delicious dish."
Yan Shouyi posted this video on a food forum with real-name authentication.
This naturally caused a huge sensation.
But this is just the beginning.
"I also admit defeat. I am Wang Donglin, the chef of Penglai Hotel. Ten days ago, I got the recipe of Eight Treasure Wild Duck from Master Ye. After ten days of research, I am sure that I can't make this dish extremely delicious, so I take the initiative to admit defeat!"
"I am Li Lianshun, the head chef of Jiangzhou Restaurant. Three days ago, I challenged the Dragon and Phoenix of the Manchu-Han Banquet. This traditional Chinese dish is not something I can master in a short time, so I also admit defeat. Master Ye's cooking skills have convinced me!"
That evening, two six-star chefs who had challenged Ye Chui announced their surrender.
In fact, if Zheng Yun had directly admitted defeat today, without Bai Qiusong's trouble, the other six-star chefs might have continued to challenge Ye Chu even if they knew they were not as good as Ye Chui. However, because of Bai Qiusong's deliberate provocation, the matter got out of control. In the end, Zheng Yun lost completely and his reputation was severely affected. This in turn made many chefs feel great pressure.
So he simply issued a statement of surrender.
From this perspective, Ye Chui is really grateful to Bai Qiusong...
Or maybe it could be thanks to He Chengqing behind Bai Qiusong.
…
“Crash!”
Inside the hotel apartment, the delicate vase was thrown directly to the ground and shattered into pieces, followed by the table, chairs, TV, teacup...
He Chengqing was venting like a madman.
She didn't expect that she would end up making things worse. Today's incident not only did not embarrass Ye Chu, but it helped Ye Chu gain a huge reputation. The most important thing was that the original challenge match was completely changed because of today's incident...
"Impossible, it's impossible to just let it go like this..."
After venting, He Chengqing's face was indescribably ferocious. She suddenly thought of something, and her expression turned into a sneer. She hurriedly found her cell phone and dialed a number: "Hello, are you Wei Chengwei, the reporter from Food Weekly?" (~^~)