Chapter 554: Who's in the Face
"Fairness?" The bearded man appeared out of nowhere again, still speaking in unstandard Y language and sneering, "You Xiahua people still have fairness to talk about? That's ridiculous!
Mr. An advanced directly in all three rounds of auditions. If I remember correctly, his pass rate was over 90% every time. Haha, among the thousands of contestants in our venue, only a few have such a high pass rate.
Are you convincing when you tell us that the competition is fair and just? "
Everyone chimed in. They resisted in their hearts that one of the organizers of the competition was from Xiahua, and the competition venue also belonged to Xiahua.
It’s like when someone who has always been far behind you suddenly drives a Ferrari and waves at you in a high-profile manner. That feeling is really not pleasant.
“If our country’s athletes have such a high pass rate, we would also like to believe that the competition is fair and just.
Country F's foie gras is a rare delicacy, but your ordinary roast duck can get a score of 9.8. Don't say we don't believe it. I'm afraid the audience watching the live broadcast on TV will also question whether there is any shady deal in this game!"
An Zhixia pursed her lips and tried to stand up, but Fang Yuan held her hand and whispered, "Wait until Zhiqiu can't handle it before you go over.
You are now a member of the jury. Even if you go there now and convince everyone temporarily, people will later accuse you of a conspiracy.
If you want to help him, the best way is to sit back and let Zhiqiu prove his ability on his own."
An Zhixia nodded slightly, with a worried look on her face, and said in a slightly depressed tone: "We Xiahua people still have a long way to go internationally.
If today people from countries D, M, F, Y, or even R won beautifully and quickly, no one would question them. "
Fang Yuan smiled and squeezed her palm. "It will be different soon. Only with a solid foundation can we build a towering building. We need to be patient and persevere. We will surely usher in a new life."
"Yeah," An Zhixia nodded vigorously with a relaxed look, "Yes, the power of accumulated strength can definitely shatter the world's people's three views.
You dare to look down on us Xiahua people? Humph, you look down on me today, and tomorrow I will make you unable to reach me! "
Both of them are eager to make more contributions and efforts for the country.
An Zhiqiu took the microphone and took off his mask to reveal his handsome features.
He chuckled, "Sir, what you said makes no sense.
The International Chef Competition was approved by a joint organization. Xia Hua was one of the initiators and actively participated in it.
However, the process and content of the competition were designed and formulated by a special organization, and every step was done to avoid any shady dealings to the greatest extent possible.
One thousand public judges come from various countries. They have never met each other before the competition, and their scores are all anonymous.
In other words, our Xia Hua is rich enough to bribe a thousand public judges, but they can take the money and give scores anonymously according to their own wishes.
So what is the point of spending our money?"
Everyone thought about the competition process. Each link has extremely strict requirements. It is supervised by members of the joint organization and tasks are randomly selected.
"But your grades are a bit too high, aren't they?" A more straightforward man said in a rough voice, "I don't have any other pursuits, I just like to look for delicious food all over the world.
Although I have never been to Xiahua, there are many Xiahua restaurants abroad. The taste is pretty good, but it is definitely not as good as foie gras!"
"How delicious is foie gras? Whenever I go to a western restaurant, this is one of the must-order dishes.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the chef from Country F received a score of 9.5.
To say that Xia Huaguo's Kyoto roast duck is more delicious than foie gras is a bit too exaggerated.
Unless there was an obvious mistake in the preparation of foie gras, the facts show that the chef from Country F performed very well. "
An Zhiqiu listened quietly to everyone's doubts. After a crisp ding sound, he turned around, took out three roast ducks from the oven, and began to slice them under everyone's close observation.
The voices of the crowd became weaker and weaker, and the aroma of burnt duck filled their noses. It was indeed a smell that could overturn their previous cognition. It smelled really good, just like the fatally attractive smell of egg custard in a cake shop, so thrilling!
The judges who had tasted the roast duck immediately became agitated and tried to squeeze to the front row to grab another bite of duck meat. But the people in front were not willing to give in, as they wanted to find faults after tasting the duck.
"So what if it tastes good? How can the fat not smell good when it drips out?"
"Eh... why is it served with green onions? It smells terrible..."
The big guys struggled to save their dignity by saying they were disgusted but their eyes were glued to the plates, and their hands were always on standby.
An Zhiqiu sliced a duck neatly and beautifully, smiled at the bearded man and raised his eyebrows and said, "I wonder if this gentleman knows how to eat Kyoto roast duck? Why don't you try it first and give me a fair score?"
"Ji Langjun, you have the most sensitive tongue. Please help us taste it first. Humph, the Xia people will not cry until they see the coffin. We have to give them a good review and let the competition return to authority and fairness!"
The bearded man nodded, put on a stern face, washed his hands, took the small pancake first, hesitated, and put the ingredients that An Zhiqiu had placed in it one by one, then picked up a piece of duck meat, dipped it in the sauce, and wrapped it up together.
He took a bite. The meat was fat but not greasy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a mellow taste. The cucumber and chives were crispy and sweet, matching the chewy texture of the pancake.
It was just one dish, but it made him feel like he was enjoying a gourmet feast.
The body and mind occupied by gluttony were ferocious and excited at this moment, and he wished he could swallow the rest of the roast duck into his stomach with skin and bones.
"Jiro-kun, how is it?" Everyone stared at his expression, and naturally did not miss the relaxation and excitement in the diner's eyes when he was satisfied.
"Hmm," Jiro opened his eyes, his face looking a little ugly. Although his body and mind were completely conquered by the mouthful of roast duck, he thought that this was the most famous roast duck in Xiahua Kyoto, and it was roasted by a young man from Xiahua.
The good words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them.
"Mr. Cilang, you are an old customer and your comments are always objective and fair. We all believe in your judgment. If you have anything to say, just say it. Can't so many of us protect you?" The people who excluded Xia Huaguo couldn't help but urge him.
They especially wanted to slap Xia Huaguo in the face with evidence, so that these people who couldn't show up in public would continue to stay in their own place and act like sick men!
Jiro felt stabbed in the heart again. He was quite famous in the food world. Firstly, he was a chef with superb skills. Secondly, he was extremely obsessed with food and was looking for delicious food everywhere to study it.
(End of this chapter)
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