The aroma, like substance, continues to escape from the basin of the kitchen counter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white aura, like a dense cobweb, spread from the top of the young chef's head, and soon enveloped the entire venue.

The audience was very cooperative, and they lost their souls one by one.

From Bernard's point of view, this is simply a large-scale magical charm spell, incredible.

"Huh?!"

A hint of aroma happened to pass through the end of his nose, and Bernard accidentally sniffed it, and the whole person froze, and he muttered in a trembling voice: "Why does the blood sausage smell...... So weird?"

I couldn't help but take a sip again, and my body bones were a few taels lighter.

This top student of the French Cuisine Institute lowered his head and shook his shoulders, obviously suppressing something.

The guest seat was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

"What a familiar spice pairing!"

Yu Hong, the leader of the Yangquan Restaurant team, got his butt out of his chair and stood up.

Just smelling the smell, Chef Lin faintly felt that a door was loosening, booming, booming, and the ancient bronze door kept making a trembling sound, this sound echoed in his heart, attracting Yu Hong, and making him have a long-lost desire to explore.

"Master Yu, Master Yu......"

The call of the disciple next to him brought Chef Lin back to his senses, he smiled, shook his head and sat down, and whispered regretfully in his mouth: "If I were a judge, I would have a good mouth, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

"There are still 20 minutes until the end!"

Chiyo Aichi's reminder finally broke the strange atmosphere of the scene.

Time is tight.

Xia Yu's hands have been washed, he touched the temperature of the blood sausage, and used kitchen paper to absorb the remaining water, then turned on the fire, put the pan on the shelf, poured oil, and simply fried it to put it on the plate.

A fried blood sausage is placed first, and another unfried blood sausage is chopped into neat slices and stacked along the plate.

Finally, mix a dish of sour sauce.

It is to peel and chop the garlic, add some soy sauce and vinegar to accompany the meal.

"Done!"

At the moment when Xia Yu put the lid on and was about to serve, the system suddenly popped up a prompt:

"The cooking is 95% complete. ”

"New recipes have been documented, please name them. ”

He didn't think much about it, he didn't have time to take care of the system now, and it was time for him to win. When Xia Yu finished the plate, he threw a glance at the opposite side of the stage, and was immediately slightly stunned.

Click.

Bernard, expressionless, turned on the oven and took out a plate of 5 baked apples from it.

With five plates placed on different plates, Bernard's meal was completed, and the two eyes met across the stage, so that they could clearly see each other's eyes.

"Bell—"

The golden gong struck, and the last second happened to pass.

There were two different plates of 'black sausage' on the judging table at the same time, one was served by Bernard, with freshly baked apples, and the fruity flavor escaped, with a faint aroma of wine, which aroused the appetite.

The other plate is Xia Yu's, there are no baked apples, only blood sausage, but one is fried, and the other is boiled and sliced.

The camera gives a long close-up of the dish.

Bernard's face was ugly.

Everything is afraid of comparison, his presentation is already exquisite, the sauce is poured on the pan-fried blood sausage and baked apples, the color is bright, and the camera seems to be aimed at a well-edited food picture, and the audience exclaims.

However, the next moment, the camera moved to the plate next to him, Xia Yu smiled slightly, and opened the lid!

"Wow-"

Dead.

The sudden burst of bright light could not be looked at directly, and the five judges were stunned in the light.

After two seconds, the light dissipated, and the blood sausage on the plate, just like the 'blood of cows, pigs and birds' at the beginning, shimmered with a mysterious luster, red and red, as if it had not been cooked, but the strong fragrance that could be raging out told the judges and the audience that the dish had been completed.

Bernard's plating, in contrast to the "color" of such visually striking food, immediately fell to the dust.

"The shape and color have all exploded!"

This is the voice of the audience.

Erina Nagi didn't know when to put down the legs that were sitting on top of each other, sat up straight, and didn't grit her teeth to look irritable, her eyes stared at the screen above the stadium with a blurry color, and there was a clear longing in her eyes:

"His food is still so beautiful!" Erina whispered, her mood suddenly quieting down, and her restless heart since meeting her father took root inexplicably after seeing the familiar style of cooking.

Perhaps, she can really beat her father.

Erina actually wants to completely sweep away the shadow that her father has placed on her, but she can't do it herself.

"Ahem!"

The staff handed over the microphone, Xia Yu coughed into the microphone, glanced at the stunned Bernard, and said, "Just start with my dishes, no problem, right?"

Bernard gritted his teeth and forced himself to say, "Okay, you come first!"

Xia Yu turned his head and met the eyes of the five judges.

"Guys, please use-"

He said.

The penultimate flaxen-colored wavy long-haired female judge stared at him unkindly, and said word by word: "Xia Yu, I don't agree with your dishes!

In front of her was a personal nameplate: famous gourmand Melissa.

Venue fryer.

The audience didn't expect that the first sentence of the judges would be so ruthless.

Behind, Bernard clenched his fists and looked excited: "I haven't lost yet!"

Xia Yu only frowned slightly, "Why?"

"Because, you don't have anything of your own!" Melissa showed disdain on her face, and her words were even more merciless, "I heard that you are the youngest and most talented special chef here in Neon, but why don't you come up with your own recipes......?

Melissa succeeded in bringing the rhythm, and the scene immediately echoed.

"Yes, imitation is inherently wrong! Legend has it that the Kitchenware Contest does not allow such disqualified chefs!"

"Get down!"

Angry shouts.

Xia Yu put away his smile and glanced at the place where the voice was loudest, and saw that it was the waiting area of the French Academy, but it was not that the participating group was shouting, but a group of students who accompanied the group, probably came to observe, study and travel, and they were filled with righteous indignation.

"I said, don't talk nonsense, you're a judge, try it first!" Xia Yu said to the sharp-tongued female judge.

"Taste?"

"Huh!"

Melissa folded her arms and fell back, leaning back in her chair, coldly raising her face and pointing her nose at him, "I, no, eat!"

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

It's sun!

Before everyone could react, Xia Yu actually crossed the judges' seat directly, stood beside Melissa's chair, picked up a small silver fork, and forked up two slices of boiled blood sausage, "Come on, eat!"

He said with a sinking face, handing the fork to the judge's mouth.

"Don't eat it!"

"Eat!"

"Don't!"

"You'll know if you eat it!"

This hilarious scene was really not in line with the atmosphere of the international competition, which made the audience hold back laughter, and soon there was laughter.

But then people's eyes fell to the ground.

The antics didn't go any further, and Melissa suddenly relented and swallowed the blood sausage on the fork.

The look of anger and annoyance, after swallowing the food and chewing slightly, disappeared on her beautiful face, and the eyes of the famous star and foodie spewed out with surprise and greed, "Eat, eat, eat!"

Without waiting for Xia Yu to speak, she snatched the fork, buried her head on the plate, gobbled it up, and turned into a glutton.

The four judges looked at each other.

"Everyone, please taste—"

Xia Yu retreated, returned to his original position, and bowed slightly.

Hesitating, the four judges tasted it one after another, and this was the real tasting session.