One of the judges, an elderly lady, was very interested in the two cakes. She tremblingly cut a piece of mousse cake with a cutter. When she was about to cut the second piece, the original whole mousse The cake was directly divided into eight equal parts, which made the old lady's eyes widen.
"If the taste is the same, then the cake that splits itself will win." The old lady said with a smile, Anthony's face was a little ugly, because he knew that his piece of cake would not be directly divided into eight parts.
"Ms. Susan, the four of you taste the separate cakes, and the four of us taste the sliced cakes, and then we exchange, how about it." An old man sitting next to the old lady said with a smile.
"Mr. Watson, let's do as you said." After a while, the cake was placed in front of each judge, and the eight people rinsed their mouths with water first, and then picked up the cake and ate it.
"I want to meet two chefs, this is so delicious, why do you want me to eat such desserts, I will become addicted in the future, 10 million, 10 million per month, I want to hire this dessert chef to go home Help me make dessert." Madam Susan said loudly, and the other three people on her side nodded, they wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to express it.
"Delicious, really delicious. I think this cake should be made by Anthony. It's so delicious." Mr. Watson said with a smile. The cake he ate just now was really delicious, and the other three people on his side also said They all nodded.
"Mr. Watson, although I don't know what your cake tastes like, but I think it's as delicious as mine at most." Susan smiled, and divided the half cake left by Watson and the others into four. Everyone on his side got a share, and Watson took the four cakes that Mrs. Susan had already divided in front of him.
Then the eight people rinsed their mouths with water again, and then ate the cake in front of them again, but this time the expressions of the eight people were completely different.
After the four people on Mrs. Susan's side took another bite of the cake, their expressions became quite ugly. An old man even spit out the cake quietly, never wanting to take a second bite. Mrs. Susan was better. Swallowed the cake and took a big sip of water.
The moment Watson touched the cake with his mouth, he stood up abruptly, and then took a large piece of cake into his mouth. He chewed slowly and closed his eyes tightly, as if trying to keep the cake in his mouth. The taste was the same, and the other three people were not much better, and one of the young women actually shed tears.
"Delicious!, delicious!" Watson said loudly, "I want to know who made this cake. Like Mrs. Susan, I am willing to pay another 10 million to invite this chef to the Watson family. Although I know this is very presumptuous, I still hope that the chef can agree to my request."
At this time, the kitchen was already quiet. Others didn't know it. They naturally knew that the piece was made by Guo Huai and the piece was made by Anthony. This time, Anthony failed completely.
"Hello, let's get to know each other. My name is Dejo Anthony." Anthony has already changed his clothes. From Mrs. Susan's expression just now, he already knows that he has lost this time, a complete defeat, and lost to someone he thought was impossible to win. My own Chinese. But losing is losing, and this time he was convinced.
"Huaxia people, Guo Huai, this is my real name, but I don't want too many people to know this name, Mr. Anthony, I didn't beat you this time, I made this piece of mum according to your method Cake." Guo Huai stretched out his hand, his mouth didn't move, but Anthony heard Guo Huai's voice, because he had come into contact with supernatural beings before, Anthony probably guessed Guo Huai's identity, and nodded slightly.
"Everyone, audience and judges, the first round of the competition is over, but I think we'll save the results of this competition until the end to announce it. Let's take a look at the second round of the battle of the chef." Perls said loudly. However, the audience was already in a mess. The cake made by Guo Huai was eaten clean, but the rest of Anthony's piece was taken away by the audience. They couldn't believe that such a dessert would lose. , the second round of kitchen fighting began, and everyone began to quiet down.
"My name is Tim Mark. I am good at cooking seafood. Please advise." This time, a short white man stood up. He is the seafood chef of the Hilton restaurant. What happened to Anthony just now made him feel bad about Guo Huai again. slightest contempt. "The dish I'm going to make this time is Mediterranean sauce shrimp. It's a very simple dish. As long as Mr. Nan Gonghao can make a seafood that surpasses my Mediterranean sauce shrimp, I will admit defeat."
Guo Huai nodded with a smile, this time he was not the same as before, because during the time in China, he was pestered by Yuer to cook all kinds of delicacies, Guo Huai would take time to read some food recipes, of course, Guo Huai The comprehension ability is here, and all the dishes can be done almost once. For seafood, Guo Huai thought of a good dish.
A lobster about one meter long was pulled out of the water by Mark, and then soaked in a pot of Volga that had been prepared. After a while, his hands quickly opened the hard shell of the lobster. Several chefs nodded, Mark He is a retired navy. By chance, he got a cookbook. Then, relying on his tenacity, he figured out the seafood recipe bit by bit. Opening the shell of the lobster by hand is impossible for most people, but Mark did it. The thing is very easy. This method is similar to that of Paodingjieniu in the past. It can only be done if you are familiar with lobster to a certain extent.
Guo Huai also started to move at this time. His method was similar to that of Mark, but it was obviously more violent. First, he directly broke the two large claws of the lobster, then smashed the shell of the lobster, and took out a whole piece of shrimp meat. .
The two looked at each other and nodded as if they were confidants.
"Oh, no, no, Mark, you can't do this, your hands will be burned, and it will affect your future career as a chef." Among the chefs, the oldest chef said softly to Mark.
There is no other reason. After Mark prepared the concentrated sauce, he directly picked up a stainless steel pot and started to cook the sauce. However, his right hand did not wear any protective gear. He directly held the stainless steel pot. After ten minutes of the world, the sauce It was already boiling, and the stainless steel pot was red, but Mark was still holding it with his hand.
"Mr. Wilson, I can only find the perfect temperature for this Mediterranean lobster by feeling the temperature of the sauce with my hands. It will be ready soon, and I'm fine." Mark's other hand was not idle either, and he had already started Take a small knife and cut the lobster into slices.
"It's now!" Mark shouted. He felt that his palm could no longer support the temperature of the stainless steel pot, and he poured the sauce directly into the plate containing the lobster. The shrimp in Mediterranean sauce was ready. At this time, Mark's His right hand was already unbearably hot.
However, Guo Huai's next action made Mark's eyes widen. Guo Huai also held a stainless steel pot with his hand, and there was a prepared sauce in it. After a while, it was boiling, please come, but the stainless steel pot has already burned. It was red, and Guo Huai didn't have a painful expression. At the moment when the sauce was overflowing, Guo Huai took out the wine gourd, and a cloud of fine wine directly covered the shrimp meat under his hand. It was like life, trembling violently, and then the sauce was poured on the shrimp.
"Drunken Shrimp in Mediterranean Sauce." (End of this chapter)