In Examination Room No. 1, Ye Chui and Meng Qiyong had already brought two dishes made with rice cakes to the judges' seats.
One serving of hot and sour rice cake is bright red in color and has a pungent sour aroma, while the other serving of spicy rice cake is colorful and rich in flavor. Both dishes can arouse a great appetite at first glance. The eyes of the three gourmet judges soon lit up as they tasted the three dishes respectively.
Because of Ye Chui's accumulated fame, there were many people watching at the stadium, and almost all the tourists from China gathered here.
The island has opened flights, and people can come here by taking specific planes and passenger ships, but the cost is definitely not low. Only those with a lot of money can go there to watch the chef competition in person. However, they all have one thing in common, which is that they hope to see the rise and revival of Chinese cuisine, and hope to see Ye Chui, the Chinese God of Food, dominate the world.
In fact, there were quite a few Korean tourists who supported Meng Qiyong at the scene. Meng Qiyong hosted a food show in South Korea. He can be said to be a veritable national chef in South Korea with a wide audience.
When the three judges began to taste Ye Chui and Meng Qiyong's dishes, everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the final result.
Ye Chui didn't show any sign of nervousness, as if he was confident about the outcome of the match. Meng Qiyong looked a little anxious, and as if to calm himself down, he turned to look at Ye Chui and said, "I'm sure to win this time."
He used English.
When Ye Cui heard this, he smiled at Meng Qiyong and didn't say much, just laughed.
After tasting the dishes, the three judges did not give a direct answer, but instead started discussing among themselves.
The three judges are all American gourmets. It seems that they have known each other for a long time and are very familiar with each other. Soon, they discussed and came to a conclusion.
"The three of us have reached the same conclusion." After a moment, a middle-aged man with short blond hair spoke up, "The ingredients and tastes of these two dishes are somewhat similar, but one dish is far superior to the other, so we all agree..." The middle-aged man paused here.
His words immediately captured the hearts of everyone present, who nervously waited for him to continue.
Meng Qiyong couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He thought of something and subconsciously glanced at Ye Chui, only to find that Ye Chui still had a faint smile on his face, as if he had no worries about the next answer. Was this a sign of confidence
How can he be so confident
The middle-aged man paused for only a few seconds. Then he continued, "We all think that Mr. Ye Chui's hot and sour rice cake is far superior to Chef Meng's spicy rice cake. Mr. Ye Chui wins this competition!"
As these words were spoken, a warm cheer broke out at the scene. Of course, these were all tourists from China. Those who came specially to support Meng Qiyong couldn't help but show disappointed and discouraged expressions.
Ye Chui looked calm, and he didn't seem to be proud of winning the competition. He believed in his cooking skills, and there were only a few people in the world who could compete with him. He never took other small fry seriously.
Now that he had won the game, he was ready to leave.
"Why..." Meng Qiyong seemed unable to accept this result and asked sharply, "The two dishes are almost the same, why did Ye Chui win?"
"Chef Meng," the middle-aged man said leisurely, "The dishes you two make are actually not much different, but it is also true that Mr. Ye Chui's dishes are better. Your dishes only make us feel delicious, but Mr. Ye Chui's dishes, while making us feel delicious, also give us another experience."
"What experience?" Meng Qiyong asked.
"To use a Chinese idiom, it should be... natural." The middle-aged man seemed to be an expert on China, and said with a smile, "The flavors of the ingredients and various condiments blend well. It's as if they were born as one, with no barriers between them. To be honest, I've been a gourmet for so long, but this is the first time I've had this feeling in a dish." After a pause, he continued. "Chef Meng, to be frank, there is still a huge gap between your cooking skills and Mr. Ye Chui's. It's not a gap in technology, but another more wonderful gap in realm."
Meng Qiyong's body trembled slightly, as if he refused to believe the gourmet's words. He walked to the dining table, picked up a pair of knife and fork and tasted Ye Chui's plate of spicy and sour rice cake.
The soft, sour and spicy taste of the rice cake filled his mouth. He chewed it carefully and was stunned. His originally angry expression gradually calmed down. He took another piece of rice cake and smiled bitterly: "I... accept defeat sincerely."
At this moment, Meng Qiyong felt that he only had the reputation of being a national chef in a small country like South Korea, and thought that he was invincible in cooking. This was really a big joke...
There is always someone better than you.
The game ended here and Ye Chui won the second game.
The Chinese tourists in the audience cheered again.
Ye Chui left the competition venue with a smile, and immediately went to examination room No. 9 with Lin Wei and others.
He was still quite worried about An Xiaoxiao's competition, even though he knew that An Xiaoxiao would lose more than she won this time.
When the group arrived outside examination room No. 9, they immediately saw An Xiaoxiao standing between Dong Qian, Dong Youyou and others with a look of loss on her face.
When Ye Chui walked over, An Xiaoxiao pouted and looked at Ye Chui as if she was about to cry: "I'm sorry, Master... I lost."
"Don't lose heart." Ye Chui looked at An Xiaoxiao who was about to cry, and felt pity for her. He patted An Xiaoxiao's head and said, "Your opponent Elliot is very strong. It's not shameful to lose to her. Practice your cooking skills well, and you will win sooner or later."
"It's a pity that Xiaoxiao lost." Dong Youyou said on the side, "Among the three judges, one chose her, and the last one hesitated for a long time before finally choosing the Greek woman. She lost by only a hair's breadth."
Ye Chui smiled and said, "If we meet next time, Xiao Xiao will definitely not lose. Although I have never seen Prichiter's cooking skills, her level is definitely not low. Xiao Xiao, it's already great that you can compete with her like this."
After everyone comforted her, An Xiaoxiao finally recovered from the shadow of defeat.
It was already noon, and everyone was preparing to find a place to have lunch, but at this time Tian Xiaodu suddenly thought of something and suggested: "I want to go watch another game."
"Whose match is it?" Dong Youyou took out the match form from his pocket and asked, "Is there any opponent worth paying attention to?"
"He's from my group." Tian Xiaodu said solemnly, "If possible, I will meet him in the third game."
"Fang Tao?" Dong Youyou quickly discovered the name, "Isn't this your apprentice?"
Tian Xiaodu nodded: "He was stripped of his chef license for ill intentions, and has been missing ever since... He signed up for the Super Chef Competition at a registration point in Thailand, and I want to go see how his cooking skills are doing now."
"Oh my god!" Dong Youyou suddenly cursed.
"What's wrong?" Everyone else looked at Dong Youyou.
Dong Youyou pointed at the dish name registered on the form and said, "The judge for Fang Tao's match is a Chinese named Zhang Jianzhong. Do you know what they are competing for... It's snake meat!"
"Snake... meat?" Everyone was stunned.
Dong Youyou said with a disgusted look on his face: "Fang Tao is going to make a dish called charcoal-grilled water snake, and Zhang Jianzhong is going to make three-strand snake soup... Disgusting, can snake meat be eaten?"
"Of course you can eat snake meat." Ye Chui showed an interested expression, "Chinese people have a long history of eating snake meat, and there is no shortage of ways to cook snake meat in Cantonese cuisine. Three-strand snake soup is one of them. This dish is derived from snake soup. If cooked properly, it is also a very amazing delicacy. This is the most serious Chinese delicacy... Haha, I can make it for you if I have the chance."
After hearing Ye Chui's call, Wang Shiyu, the naughty girl, showed an interested expression, while the others all shook their heads palely, indicating that they would never eat it even if they were beaten to death.
Even Tian Xiaodu and the others showed disgusted expressions. This was more difficult to accept than eating pig intestines or mutton offal...
"What is that grilled water snake?" Wang Shiyu continued to ask with great interest.
"I don't know about that... maybe it's some dark cuisine." Ye Chui frowned.
The term "dark cuisine" surprised everyone. The Super Chef Competition did not prohibit dark cuisine from participating. The dark cuisine chefs who had been hiding like rats on the street had their day to shine. Fang Tao, the last time Ye Chu saw him, was closely related to dark cuisine...
It is not surprising that he is going to cook a dark dish in this super chef competition.
Tian Xiaodu clenched his fist in annoyance: "This kid is still cooking dark food... Alas!" An expression of disappointment gradually appeared on his fat face.
Ye Chui put away the watch and suggested, "We don't know if his game has finished yet. Let's go check it out together."
In Arena No. 3, the competition was not over yet. The cooking duel between Fang Tao and Chinese chef Zhang Jianzhong had just begun. The judges were a middle-aged Japanese woman and two American men. When they saw two dishes named after snakes being served on the table, the Japanese woman turned pale, not to mention the two middle-aged men...
Fang Tao, whose appearance has changed a lot from the gentle man he used to be, smiled and said, "Three judges, please taste these two dishes." (~^~)