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The audience was stunned.
"It's just a chicken nugget, it's not that big of a deal."
"Why is she crying? Is it really that delicious?"
"I believe it."
"Sisters, want to join a group buy at Xingwang Restaurant? Two plates of braised chicken per person."
...
The judges sat on the judging panel, eagerly anticipating the braised chicken. Before the dish was even properly placed, they couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks, grab pieces of chicken, and start tasting.
A sweet chestnut aroma mingled with a rich garlic scent melts in your mouth. Strangely, these two seemingly incompatible flavors balance and complement each other, making the aroma even more delightful. The tenderness of the young chicken is immediately apparent upon contact with the tongue, while the slight numbing sensation of Sichuan peppercorns sends shivers down your spine. Amidst the distinct layers of sweet, spicy, numbing, salty, and savory flavors, a completely new taste emerges: a refined elegance.
It's hard to imagine that a dish like braised chicken, which is usually oily and greasy, could have such a unique flavor. Upon closer inspection, the chicken pieces, which had been braised for so long, weren't actually soy sauce red, but rather a natural golden-brown color, similar to how shrimp turns red and then golden when heated.
The judges devoured the chicken pieces on the plate in no time, then asked, "Chef Wang, how did you cook these chicken pieces?"
Even if the LED screen plays his cooking process from every angle, it's still not easy to clearly identify all the various seasonings.
Chef Wang answered very seriously: "White wine."
That boiled tiger prawn dish was also made with white wine.
"I see. You are truly remarkable for coming up with this idea."
After unanimous agreement, the judges gave the same score: 9.8.
The score caused an uproar.
"Damn, that's incredible!"
Anyone who watches a lot of food shows knows that a dish is scored out of 10 points, and getting 9.5 points is already quite an achievement.
It's possible that a very small number of judges might have unique tastes and occasionally give their favorite dishes an absurdly high score like 9.8, but they almost never see a uniform 9.8 score.
The four ratings were all 9.8, so the average score was 9.8.
Unless He Jing's cooking is exceptionally good, achieving a score of 9.9 or even 10, they are basically doomed to lose.
"Why bother eating this fried chicken cutlet? With such a high standard set before, it's bound to get worse and worse."
"Using young chickens to make fried chicken cutlets, and frying them for so long, how could she even think of that? It has absolutely no technical skill involved. I'm not watching anymore, I'm going to make a reservation at Xingwang Hotel right now."
"Indeed, this fried chicken cutlet doesn't look very appealing."
...
When the host picked up the four plates of fried chicken cutlets, his expression was indescribable.
Honestly, compared to Chef Wang's braised chicken with its intricate carvings and perfect color achieved with white wine, this fried chicken cutlet is really ugly.
He Jing probably didn't cut the chicken cutlets evenly; some pieces were big, some were small, and when stacked together, they looked like two old, expired bones. Only the sauce sprinkled on top made them look a little better.
However, the host had the professionalism to back it up. Although he was disgusted, he didn't show it. He simply used a relatively mild word to describe it: "Let me see how Chef He's mediocre fried chicken cutlet tastes!"
The judges watched as the fried chicken cutlet was served, exchanging bewildered glances with expressions that were hard to describe.
A more senior judge, patiently preparing to take the lead, said, "I'll go first."
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