After observing them, Yu Wuwei couldn't help but sigh inwardly. These chefs were indeed the top chefs in the city. If he hadn't received the direct spiritual transmission from the God of Food, even if he had become an immortal and knew the recipes of heavenly dishes, he wouldn't be able to beat any of them.
But there are no ifs in this world. If he hadn't received the divine knowledge from the God of Food, he wouldn't have had the chance to participate in this competition, right?
Time came to an end amid the anticipation of the guests. Many chefs finally finished cooking their best main dishes and were waiting for the host to stop at any time.
The host did not delay. When he saw the last chef was ready, he immediately called out that time was up:
"Okay, now it's finally time for the part we've all been looking forward to! Chefs, please place your creations on the display in front of the kitchen counter! And please welcome the one hundred and first food judges!"
The chefs did not waste any time. As soon as the host finished speaking, they followed their deputy chef to serve dishes and placed them on the display table in front.
Yu Wuwei was naturally prepared and was just waiting for the judges to taste and score!
Just like the previous round, each judge still decides the order of tasting at will. You can choose the one closest to you to taste first, or you can choose the booth you decided on first. Just try to spread out as much as possible.
Because of the outstanding results in the previous round, two people came over to Yu Wuwei at the first time, but they were not Feng Yuanzheng or Orlean.
Yu Wuwei scanned with his spiritual sense and found that both Mr. Feng and Orlean went to booth No. 1 at the same time. It was obvious that they planned to try the food starting from booth No. 1 and work their way to the end before trying their own food.
After thinking about it for a while, Yu Wuwei understood what they were thinking and couldn't help but smile.
At booth number 1, Orlean once again walked side by side with the elderly man. He smiled in surprise and said, "Old man, we chose the same first tasting booth again!"
Feng Yuanzheng wasn't as repulsive to the French as he was to the Japanese, but he didn't like them much either. Upon hearing this, he simply glanced at them and said, "That proves you still have some brains!"
He also fully understood why the other party wanted to start from number 1. After all, they both started from number 68 in the last round and they understood each other's feelings very well.
After eating that brat's food, eating other people's food was really tasteless. And the judges had to taste all of them, without leaving out any one. It was simply torture.
So this time he learned to be cunning, eating from other booths first, and then when it was the turn of that brat, he just stayed there, taking advantage of the opportunity, feeling really good!
Looking at the Frenchman who came to No. 1 with him, he knew that the other party's thoughts were probably the same as his, and they were not stupid!
Orlean touched his nose and looked helplessly at this charismatic old Chinese man. This was probably the most rude Chinese person to him during his visit to China this time!
But he didn't have time to care about it. The most important thing now was to taste the food.
At No. 68, Yu Wuwei, looking at the judges who had come to taste the food, pointed to the dish in front of him and said simply, "This is made with the best parts of edible poultry and livestock, supplemented with various vegetables for flavor, and cooked through seven different secret procedures. It's an authentic Chinese dish passed down from our ancestors."
"This dish is called 'Exiled Immortal Coming to Earth', meaning that even an exiled immortal, who lives apart from worldly matters, would personally come to the mortal world to make it. Judges, please enjoy it!"
"Also, there's no pork in this, so even Muslims can eat it without worry!"
There are no pigs in heaven, so naturally there is no pork. The God of Cookery certainly has pork recipes, but they were all found in the mortal world.
Now that the immortals and mortals are separated, those things are naturally useless and were not passed on to Yu Wuwei.
Yu Wuwei didn't need to say much, the two judges were already intoxicated by the rich aroma of the food as soon as they approached and asked!
Closing their eyes and taking a deep sniff, the two judges involuntarily stretched out their chopsticks and each picked up a piece of the meat and put it in their mouths.
"Oh! This dish is absolutely delicious. Is this goose meat I'm eating? It's fatty but not greasy, and it's filled with the fragrance of vegetables. I don't have to worry about it being greasy at all! Both the texture and the taste are superb! Full marks, it must be full marks!"
"This piece of beef is delicious, crispy, and even better yet, it's tough but not too hard. Even an elderly person wouldn't be unable to chew it. Even after it's been cooked to this point, the flavor hasn't been lost at all. It's truly amazing, absolutely perfect! This one deserves full marks!"
After tasting the food, the two judges were so excited that they couldn't help but give their comments. After giving their scores, they moved on to the next booth.
Then they felt uncomfortable. After eating Yu Wuwei's "The Exiled Immortal", eating other dishes was simply a torture!
Seeing that there were still twenty-eight booths behind them, they almost collapsed, and then finally walked towards the next booth in a leisurely manner.
After two left, three or four more came to replace them, and Yu Wuwei continued to introduce them patiently.
Sometimes Yu Wuwei didn't even need to say anything, they couldn't help but reach for their chopsticks when they smelled the aroma, and then there was another burst of exclamation, this young chef was definitely not the kind of person who came here to make a cameo appearance, he really had the talent!
The value of this round of competition is completely different from the previous one. This time it is the main course, and he can do it so perfectly.
If anyone says that he just came here through the back door to gain popularity today, they will be the first to come out and protest!
How could a chef who cooks such delicious dishes have gotten his job through backdoors? With such skills, does he still need to ride on the hype?
The judges were only one booth away, and since the number of participating chefs was reduced to half in this round, they scored very quickly.
On Yu Wuwei's side, he soon saw old man Feng Yuanzheng and Orlean walking towards him in unison.
Old man Yu Wuwei must be served attentively. Afraid that the dishes on the booth would get cold, Yu Wuwei specially left some in the pot and now served it directly to the old man.
Seeing this, Feng Yuanzheng gave Yu Wuwei a big thumbs-up with his eyes: Young man, you have a bright future, I am optimistic about you.
There was no time to waste, and Mr. Feng couldn't wait to pick up the dishes and start eating.
"Well~~This dish is mine, no one can snatch it from me!" Without any extra praise, Mr. Feng proved with his actions how delicious Yu Wuwei's dish was.
Orlean, still maintaining his polite demeanor, came over and politely said, "Dear Yu, I'm here again. I wonder what surprise you have prepared for me this time?"
Yu Wuwei smiled back and said, "Wouldn't it be clearer if Mr. Orlean tried it himself?"
"That makes sense!" Orian said, having already forked a piece of the meat into his mouth, and immediately praised it highly!
Sure enough, it is wisest to save the remaining food for last!
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