It doesn't matter to me whether Orian comes or not. No matter how high your status is, it has nothing to do with me. To me, you're just a diner, a judge. Please search on Baidu to access this site.
But Mr. Feng is different. He is Feng Chuge’s biological grandfather and her father-in-law from her mother’s side!
Yu Wuwei's originally calm heart couldn't help but get a little nervous, but now was not the time for a private chat, so Yu Wuwei began to introduce his dishes:
"This dish is called The Flavors of Life. It's specially prepared with a variety of fruits and vegetables combined with various seasonings like sugar, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc. There are both cold and hot dishes, with both vegetables and soups. The judges can choose and taste it as they wish!"
Talking about the flavors of life while pointing to the booth.
When the host said the time was up, Yu Wuwei took out the other half from the refrigerator. If you want to eat hot food, you can eat it from the pot. If you want to eat cold food, there is also chilled food. Both hot and cold food are sweet and sour and delicious.
If you want to eat something dry, you can pick up the fruits and vegetables inside. If you want to drink soup, there is a spoon here and you can scoop it up. It fully caters to the taste of the eater.
Apart from anything else, this care and creativity alone add a lot of points to this dish.
Orlean couldn't wait any longer. Westerners don't care about humility and start taking action directly.
He first forked a piece of iced pear, which was more similar to their Western salad, and he wanted to try it first.
As soon as I put it in my mouth, my eyes lit up. It was cool and refreshing, refreshing to the heart, and it made all the pores in my body relax!
"This, this, this is so delicious! Charlie was right, no wonder..." Orian, who originally spoke Chinese a little stiffly, now became even more incoherent.
He scooped up another mouthful of iced soup and drank it, feeling so refreshed that he couldn't help himself: "10 points, it has to be 10 points!"
Orlean didn't even taste the hot one and gave it a ten.
Orian's attitude stunned not only the people around him but also Yu Wuwei himself, thinking to himself: It's true that foreigners are very open-minded and have no idea what reserve is.
Old Master Feng also became interested, but he didn't eat it chilled. At his age, it was better to eat it hot.
He first scooped a mouthful of hot soup and tasted it. As soon as the soup entered his mouth, he finally understood why Orlean had that expression. The soup was rich and sweet, accompanied by a hint of fruit acid, which stimulated the tongue and taste buds, making him feel very refreshed.
He took another bite of the apple. Hmm, the cooked fruit was no longer as hard as before. Even though his teeth were not very good at his age, it broke into pieces easily when he bit it. The thick soup overflowed into his mouth, which was extremely refreshing.
It was even more appetizing and refreshing after eating it, and the long-lost craving came back, making him want to eat more and more!
Unfortunately, he was a judge and could not stay in one booth all the time. He also had to taste other chefs' dishes.
"You are very good, young man!" Leaving a satisfied look, Old Man Feng left here and went to the next booth.
As for the rating, needless to say, it has to be 10 points!
It was not until Old Man Feng started to eat the appetizers prepared by other chefs that he began to complain bitterly. He thought he had miscalculated and should not have eaten that brat's dishes first. How could he eat other people's dishes after eating his dishes?
Sadly, he was a judge and had to taste all sixty-eight dishes. It was such a torture! For the first time, he felt a deep resentment towards the job of food judge.
For the following dishes, he only took a small bite, stopped, gave a rating, and hurried to the next one. He wanted to finish tasting the food quickly and then go back to the brat to have a taste of the brat's "Flavor of Life".
As for those ratings, after having tasted all kinds of flavors in life, he felt that other dishes were quite lacking no matter how he tasted them. He definitely couldn't even think about giving them 10 points, and giving them 8 points was already very polite.
If you get 9 points, the old man is already quite willing to give you a score, and he has to like you. As for the guy named Park at No. 7, he just gave him a passing score and didn't even want to look at him.
Old Tan and Old Pu did better, scoring 7 points, but he no longer cared. In his opinion, the old man had eaten so many appetizers before that he was numb to them. It was normal for him to give a low score if he felt the taste was not good.
He had eaten sixty mouthfuls of different dishes, and no matter how delicious other dishes were, he couldn't taste anything. In comparison, if Lao Pu tasted a little more, it would prove that his dishes were quite good.
In fact, under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with Lao Tan’s idea, but today is different because of the bug of Yu Wuwei.
The inheritance of the God of Cookery is different. Some people taste Yu Wuwei first, and some taste Yu Wuwei later. Those judges have indeed become numb after tasting fifty or sixty dishes. Just looking at the scores they gave later, you can tell that they are not at the same level as the scores given by those who tasted it first.
No. 67 next to him was the worst off, even getting the lowest score of 5. As for Yu Wuwei, he really had a lot of grievances and was extremely miserable.
By the end of the tasting, the judges no longer had any expectations of being surprised; their goal at this point was to finish the meal as quickly as possible.
However, after arriving at Yu Wuwei's place and tasting Yu Wuwei's various flavors of life, they suddenly found that their tongues were working again, and they tasted a different taste that was both new and familiar!
"Oh my god, this dish... is so delicious! I was almost numb from eating this, but I didn't expect it to give us such a surprise at the end!"
"It's a miracle that a tongue that can no longer taste anything finds this appetizer called "Life's Flavors" very appealing to it!"
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More and more judges praised Yu Wuwei's dishes. In the end, after all the judges had tasted the dishes, they all looked at Yu Wuwei's booth No. 68 with greedy eyes.
After the judges had tasted the food, the guests were free to taste it. The guests began to run towards the booths they were looking at, eager to taste the food in front of them.
Feng Chuge and Feng Chujie went straight to No. 68. As for the others, they didn't even look at them. Even Liu Miaozi didn't go to support Chef Guo at his home turf.
They all knew that after trying Yu Wuwei’s dishes, they would not be able to eat anyone else’s dishes.
Wait until you’ve tried other people’s dishes before coming back, you may not know if they’re still available!
The rest of the Feng family, except Feng Yuanzheng, were still wondering why these kids were so obsessed with No. 68. At least they could try someone else's!
Once they have tried a few dishes like No. 68, they will realize that they are simply not on the same level!
"You little bastards, you didn't even tell me about this good thing? Do you have any respect for your elders? Don't grab it, leave some for me!"
Even a few of the women were getting impatient, but Liu Huizhen rushed forward to comfort them: "Don't worry, don't worry. Come over to our house and you can eat as much as you want!"
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