Chapter 566: Master Louie
Only the most ignorant and backward people will put dozens of messy dishes on a table at the same time, and drink white wine with beer or even red wine.
And this time, the challenger is actually a Chinese kid who has not grown all his hair, and it is said that the egg fried rice he made fooled Jessica Jessie?
Is it tolerable or intolerable? Everyone in the French food industry knows that Jessica Jessie is Louie's dream goddess, and Louie, who has been divorced for eight years, has been staring at her for eight years, but the goddess actually didn't come to eat her own black truffles, but went to eat Huaxia's junk food, which made Louie angry, in his opinion, Fang Luo slapped himself in the face, and the consequences were very serious.
So on the day of the competition, Fang Luo came with a lot of anger, and when he entered the Huaxia Catering Association, the head of the French chicken was so high that it almost broke through the beam, and in his opinion, this is not pride, for a group of guys who can only make junk food, no etiquette and gentlemanly demeanor are needed.
Do people need to be polite to monkeys?
That's a joke
The haze that had enveloped Paris for days finally lifted, and God gave the sun down, but I don't know whether it was the Oriental dragon or the French chicken that was shining today.
This huge question made the spectators excited, but anyone who has some ways will try to get a ticket to watch this duel between the Chinese kid and the top chef of Paris for the first time.
"You ask me who I am more optimistic about? Beautiful young lady, this question is the biggest joke in itself."
Morris is now a die-hard fan of Fang Luo, as a celebrity in the food world, he will be interviewed by reporters wherever he appears, and whenever this happens, he will unswervingly take a stand, and the tide of words will slap Fang Luo's ass with a bang, as if Fang Luo's ass is not an ass, but a cowhide drum.
"Of course I'm optimistic about Master Fang. Mr. Louis is indeed a good chef, a genius, but it is a pity that he met a genius among geniuses, in the words of the Chinese, that is, a demon, a master, oh no, a grandmaster-level demon. ”
After praising Fang Luo with such words, Morris felt that the strength was still not enough, so he added: "Look, Master Fang will make Master Louis a crying child"
The beautiful reporter from Marseille pursed her lips and did not continue to ask. She wouldn't believe that a little-known young Chinese chef could win the 'Silver Spoon' award at the All-French Cooking Competition, an acquaintance who was clearly bragging.
Morris also knew that when he talked to his own family, they wouldn't believe it, so he didn't say much, but just saw Fang Luo at a glance.
Fang Luo is very high-profile today, in fact, he doesn't want to be high-profile, and the big guy is staring.
And his identity is not ordinary.
However, Fang Luo has also seen through it now, high-profile may not be the basis of low-key, it has really reached his level, who dares to easily disturb his tranquility?
If it is low-key and low-key, it is the real high-profile, commonly known as pretending to be compared, and the high-ranking people who really see through the world's fame and fortune will only be at ease with the encounter, do nothing, and let future generations comment. What about Sanfeng Zhenren, and what about Patriarch Bodhidharma? When hidden, hidden, when visible, who can bite their birds?
Looking back now, I was blindly avoiding before, but I was a little obsessed.
This phase is my phase, and it is also an obsession, and I always want to dodge and hide in my heart, on the surface it is leisurely, but in fact, this is the most bitter and tiring mentality, but I laughed at myself before I was quite proud, and now I think about it is all delusion, all of which are delusional
"It's good to be open-minded. ”
Reading this sentence in his mouth, Fang Luo suddenly felt enlightened, he felt that he had stayed in a closed glass house before, but the glass was not very clean, although the scenery outside was beautiful, but he could only see a scale and half a claw, he still felt very beautiful, this time it was like an epiphany, wisdom shined brightly, the glass was suddenly clean and transparent, and everything could be seen clearly.
And now it's a game when it's a game, and a slap in the face when it's time to do so.
Just like Jigong Living Buddha wants to eat dog meat, then eat dog meat, just eat dog meat, what kind of Buddha nature is it?
It's just that Fang Luo's personality dictates that when he walked into the Paris Chinatown Food Association, he was not like Louis with his head held high and looked arrogant, which surprised the reporters, this young man seems not to be simple, he has a calm temperament of a big man, and his appearance and bearing are more than a step higher than that of Louis with a proud face
"Mr. Fang, if you take action personally this time, I'm afraid Louie will have a hard time?"
"Mr. Wang?"
Fang Luo was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Yongle to appear here.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm looking at the food competition between Huaxia and France, but I didn't expect you to be the one who participated in the competition. And I heard the rumors from the people around me, Mr. Fang, it seems that you are not simple. Wang Yongle said happily.
"Where, where ......," Fang Luo said modestly.
"Come on today!" Wang Yongle cheered at Fang Luo.
Hearing this, Fang Luo also nodded with a smile, and walked with his sister to the 'Baiwei Terrace' located in the center of the association's 'Fighting Vegetable Hall'.
Under the attention of countless peers and the media, Fang Luo changed into a chef's uniform, and Shi Shiran walked to the eight-foot stainless steel workbench that belonged to him.
Fang Luo was not in a hurry, according to his sister, the content of the competition had to be decided by lottery. At this time, Tong Zhao, who was in charge of the food scene in Chinatown, was talking energetically, and the owner of the Royal Restaurant in Paris, where Master Louis was located, was competing with his sister like a cockfight, so he took this time to take a closer look at Master Louis standing at the workbench opposite.
It's an authentic Frenchman. Weak yellow hair, a well-sized head, a towering nose that looked like it had just undergone breast augmentation, thin lips, and the color of the eyes could not be seen clearly, because Louis was very pretty, and he would be squinting his luck.
I know that this is a master's demeanor, and what I don't understand is his constipation.
It was easy to wait for Tong Zhao to finish his verbosity, and the owner of the Royal Restaurant in Paris and his sister Xiao Yamei successively issued seven dissatisfied, eight dissatisfied, and nine dissatisfied battles and victory declarations, and the two began to draw lots under the witness of a Chinese lawyer and a French lawyer.
The competition is divided into seven categories, including cold dishes, hot dishes, main dishes, soups, wine tastings, pasta and desserts, with each side grabbing one major item and the other by media representatives, and then winning two out of three games, which seems to be very fair.
However, Chinese cuisine and French cuisine do not belong to the same system, so the reluctant competition will test the judges' skills. Fortunately, the judges invited this time are all prestigious and standard in the Parisian food industry, in addition to Morris and a Chinese judge, the other three judges are American, African and Australian, but unfortunately no one from the Antarctic and the North Pole came, otherwise it would be a world people's gala.
"Judges from the Americas, Africa and Australia?"
Seeing these three judges appear, Fang Luo was a little surprised, sure enough, foodies are everywhere, and even Africa is not short of talents in this area?
Of course, people are African, but they may not live in Africa, or they may be from the CIA.
Especially when the Huaxia judges finally appeared, they almost didn't stare out their eyes.
I'm rubbing, it's not going to be such a big scene, is it? Why did this guy come out with a pot?
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