Gourmet Food: A Special Chef Only Wants to Leisurely Set Up a Stall

【System, Gourmet Food, Growth, Slice-of-Life, Slow-Paced, Family Drama, Healing】Since her mother's passing, Zhao Xiaojing had lived subserviently under her third aunt's shadow, forced i...

Chapter 486 This is too exciting

Chapter 486 This is too exciting

From the festive displays and the "囍" character carved out of carrots on the plates, one can guess that the theme of this table is a wedding banquet.

"Isn't the contrast in style between these two teams too great?" Zhao Xiaojing looked from the first dish to the last on the table, and couldn't find a single similarity from the quantity to the appearance to the presentation.

"Yeah, there's no dish cooked by Yu Yiyuan on this table. What's going on in their team? Why is there such a clear distinction?" the fat man asked curiously.

The big screen continued to jump to the third banquet table.

"Hiss! He also works at the third table?"

"It's over! It's over!"

"That's what they call daring because of one's skill..."

"I told you to give it another try, give it another try! But you didn't listen to me, and now they've really made three tables..."

There was a small commotion in the audience immediately.

"Hey, kid, do three sets like us." The fat man sat up straight with interest.

Zhao Xiaojing also stared at the screen curiously.

When he saw this, he was stunned again.

I saw that the style of the banquet had changed again. If the first table was for aristocratic ladies and the second table was for rough and hardworking men, then this table was for ordinary people who were neither good nor bad and lived a moderate life.

Yes, it is mediocre. There is no special feature to be found at first glance, and there is nothing wrong with it. The main course at the beginning is mediocre and the appearance is not very attractive. There are a few stir-fries at the end that look good and appetizing, but overall it is not a dish that is distinctive enough.

"Is their team... so divided?" Zhao Xiaojing was very confused.

"It feels like the three tables are doing their own things, and there's no sense of unity...will they split up like us?" The fat man guessed, staring.

"Then we have to split into three groups to make it so divided." Zhao Xiaojing said casually without taking it seriously. However, as soon as the words came out, the smiles of both of them froze at the same time and they looked at each other.

"No way?!" they both said in unison.

As he was speaking, the scene jumped and a fourth table appeared.

"No way?!" The fat man couldn't believe it.

"No way!!" The audience below began to gasp.

“Four tables!!”

"This is too much! I'm going to die from it!"

"Oh my God, how can this be compared?"

"How can we have four tables? If he has four tables, do we still have a chance?"

"How many hands does he have? I don't believe it!!"

"Since you gave birth to me, why did you give birth to me and others!!!"

The audience was filled with complaints.

However, apart from the photographer who immediately adjusted the lens, the host and judges just smiled, and the banquet continued to play on the big screen.

The fourth banquet table was decorated in a simple and elegant style, but with a low-key connotation. The table was also made into a three-tiered style. The top tier was a dish of old foie gras and fennel stuffed with spring bamboo shoots, with a fan placed behind it. The second tier was filled with secondary main dishes such as yellow croaker and dried fish fillet steamed buns, fried shrimp with chicken head and rice, river eel with rice seedlings, hot and sour white jade winter melon cups, asparagus with Sichuan pepper and seaweed, and shrimps reflecting the green light. The third tier was filled with hot dishes, stir-fries, and cold dishes.

Looking at the three layers of dishes one by one, not only the matching, presentation and meaning are in line with the meaning of "peach and plum blossoms all over the world", but they are also full of the breath of spring, giving the feeling of a seasonal banquet, which is eye-catching.

only……

"Why does this style feel somewhat similar to the first table?" Zhao Xiaojing said.

"Because it's obviously made by Yu Yiyuan. There are several of his limited-edition spring dishes. I even had the main dish, the foie gras and fennel stuffed with spring bamboo shoots, last year."

"He's working two tables by himself?"

"Yeah, even though everything is divided, he can still serve two tables by himself!" The fat man was envious and jealous.

"It doesn't necessarily mean a real split. Maybe each of them will just be responsible for one or two sets of seats?"

"...No, it must be split! Look at all his dishes."

“These dishes?”

"Among these dishes, the most complicated and labor-intensive one is the Eight Treasure Fortune Duck! And it's not even his most labor-intensive dish!" the fat man said with certainty.

"Why is it the most laborious at one moment and not the most laborious at another?" Zhao Xiaojing wondered.

"What I mean is, of the two dishes he prepared today, the most labor-intensive one was the Eight Treasures Fortune Duck, but he didn't even bother making the dishes he actually put so much effort and time into! The soft-shelled eel, the three-piece duck, the Wensi tofu—all of them are substantial, but he didn't make any of them. He even didn't make his signature dish, the crab meat or shrimp roe lion's head. Instead, he chose a clear stew. The relatively less complex Eight Treasures Fortune Duck was also made the main course. What does this mean?"

"Does this mean he's saving effort? He doesn't have time?" Zhao Xiaojing finally caught up with the fat man's train of thought.

"Right! Otherwise, why would he give up on dishes that are more famous, more difficult to prepare, and more likely to win rave reviews? If he wasn't short-handed, why would he need to save effort and time?"

"That makes sense. After removing two people from our team, the remaining eight people are nervous, but it's not to this extent..." Zhao Xiaojing nodded.

As they were talking, all four banquet sets were displayed, and it was time for the public to judge and score.

Everyone was wondering whether the public judges' scores were given directly after discussion among everyone at the table or the average score of each person's score. Now they realized that the banquet scores were averaged among everyone, and they were scored directly and then added up for the total.

That is to say, for a banquet with a score of 100, each of the ten guests would give a full score of 10 points. For a banquet with a score of 80, each guest would give a full score of 8 points. Then, the ten guests would give their own scores, and the total would be the public judges' score for the banquet.

The scores of the public judges were given at noon, but in order to show fairness and impartiality, Bai Tao played the entire scoring process of the public judges.

"Do you think anyone will set up five tables? After all, I thought our team was the only weird one that split up and set up four tables. I didn't expect Yu Yiyuan's team to do the same." Although the voting process was sped up, it was a bit boring. The fat man watched it boredly while chatting with Zhao Xiaojing.

"It shouldn't happen. The judging panel at Baitao should all have the same requirements. The dishes must be served at 12 o'clock. I don't know about the situation at Yu Yiyuan's table, but we took over four tables and were already rushing to serve the dishes. In the end, we almost had a disaster. If there are five tables, it will be difficult to balance the serving speed." Zhao Xiaojing analyzed.

"I don't know how many people are on Yu Yiyuan's side, but he actually let him cook 80% of the dishes by himself. If he divides the points in the same way, won't we all be left with nothing?" Nian Fusheng interrupted when he heard the two people chatting.

"That won't happen." The fat man said firmly.

"There are rules that say an individual's score cannot be higher than 20% and cannot be lower than 2%. So he definitely won't get the 80% you mentioned," Zhao Xiaojing explained.

“But it’s hard to say about 20%.” The fat man added when he saw Nian Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief.