Chapter 36: The Mockery of the Nations (Part II)
"When the time is up, please stop the work at hand, and those who do not complete it will be deemed to have automatically waived."
The bell rang again, and the numbers on the electronic clock in the center of the hall jumped to the last second, and the originally hot hall suddenly fell silent.
But Sun Yunqing on the judges' seat looked a little restless, he was in a hurry! If he loses, he, the president of the Chefs Association, will be able to do it.
Lu Yan's beautiful eyes are always wandering between various dishes, as a professional foodie and gourmet, she is naturally extremely picky about eating. And she is also the writer of Chinese recipes, and ordinary dishes are even more difficult to get into her eyes.
"The big accountant is divided into 100 points, and the highest score for each judge is 10. So, please serve the dishes. β
Ten judges sat upright, and dozens of fish-related dishes were served one after another, and most of the dishes did not meet the judges' standards in terms of appearance alone. These dishes didn't even have a chance to be tasted, so they were simply skipped.
There are also a small number of judges who have only scratched the surface, giving a passing or failing score one by one.
In the end, only the judges of the five dishes remained unapplied.
"This should be Korean kimchi."
Kong Yunqing, who was sitting in the chief, picked up a vegetable leaf in the dish, which looked like a bland kimchi on the surface, and put it in his mouth to savor it
"There are treasures in the clumsiness, and there are things inside."
Old Man Kong closed his eyes and savored it: "Well, yes, this is an authentic Goryeo court dish, and the emphasis is on freshly made and eaten." It is filled with seafood soup stock, which locks in the soup in a refrigerated way, and has a strong marine flavor in the ordinary cabbage, which is crisp and fragrant. Although I don't want to admit it, it's indeed a rare masterpiece. β
After the old man finished speaking, he scored a nine-point five.
Park Yong-so's face was proud of the spring breeze, and he arched his hand and said, "Mr. Kong is really a fair person, and he has the demeanor of my great Korean scholar." β
"It's a pity that this palace kimchi seems to be a little overfried, which affects the taste." Lu Yan drove a piece of pickles, but just looked at it, but did not take a bite.
Hearing this, Park Yongsu's face instantly fell: "Miss Lu, you haven't tried it, how do you know that it tastes bad?" β
"You don't need to taste it, just by smelling the taste, you can tell that these kimchi of yours have begun to freeze and cook." Lu Meinu's cold words hit the other party mercilessly, and then played an eight-point card.
After that, the judges from various countries scored one after another, and under the deliberate favoritism of the judges from other countries, he still scored 97.5, the current highest score.
After tasting the Korean kimchi, it was followed by the three dishes of the general's bridge, curry fish balls, and squid sashimi.
"I'll start with a few words."
The first to speak was Mr. Kong Yunqing, after all, he was the oldest among the judges.
"Weidong, although you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, there is no father and son in the arena. Whether it is the knife skill of cutting fish or the taste of soup, you have nothing to say. β
The old man paused when he said this, looked at his beloved disciple with a solemn face, and said regretfully: "Hey, but you are too much in pursuit of the ultimate in taste, and forget the umami of the fish itself." β
The old man's words were full of heartache, but he pinned all his hopes on Kong Weidong. I didn't expect that he, a beloved disciple, would use that vulgar method, so that he fell behind.
Lu Yan gently tasted the fish soup, and also shook her head incessantly.
For ordinary people, this soup may already be extremely rare. But none of the judges present are ordinary people, which of them is not a big foodie who eats all over the world? This kind of superficial 'food' is obviously not satisfying to them.
With a heavy heart, Mr. Kong continued to comment on the other two dishes: "The most unique thing about this curry fish ball is that it is made with cod. Salmon and tuna are three types of fish meat, and the flavors of the three fish do not mix with each other. Seasoned with a special curry sauce, it's really exotic. β
Then, the old man pointed to the plate of squid sashimi next to him and said, "This raw cuttlefish fillet can give people a pleasing feeling just by looking at its shape." Looking at the knife skills of cutting sashimi, it is by no means possible for ordinary people, and it must be a regular engagement in this industry to practice such a miraculous cutting technique. β
After Kong Yunqing finished commenting, the other judges had nothing else to add, after all, what should be said was told by the old man.
The final scores of the three contestants were: Kong Weidong 95, Indian women 98, and Seppuku Jun 98.
Kong Weidong, who was favored by all Chinese chefs, was defeated, and the atmosphere on the field suddenly slipped to the lowest point.
"It seems that from now on, more than half of the Huaxia hotels in Yundu will disappear." At this moment, Park Yong-so's heart was extremely happy, and he almost opened champagne with a few other sticks to celebrate.
Among the information they have, the biggest obstacle in this competition is Kong Weidong, and the name of the heir of Huaiyang cuisine is not blown.
But now, this poor Chinese chef is trampled under his feet by Park Yongsu. Although he is not a champion, the excitement is no less than that.
"Uh-huh, you seem to have forgotten something." A crisp cough interrupted the grief of all the Chinese people present, and at the same time woke up the ghosts who were falling into endless fantasies.
"Do you Huaxia people still want to die and struggle?" Park Yongsu looked down at Wu Zihan with his head held high, completely looking at the world.
"Yo Xi, Huaxia Di, I can't afford to lose." Seppuku-kun stood up at the right time and said mockingly.
Wu Zihan gave the two of them a big roll of their eyes and said, "What do you mean you can't afford to lose?" Don't we still have one more dish, how can we be sentenced to lose so quickly? β
Park Yongsu glanced at the fish-flavored shredded pork and sneered: "Just because you guys want to turn the situation around?" It's ridiculous! Didn't you read the rules, the dishes must be related to fish? You only have shredded meat in this dish, where does the fish come from? β
"Hmph, haven't you heard that there is a dish in China called 'fish-flavored shredded pork'? Then let me tell you, this dish is fish-flavored shredded pork! Wu Zihan glared at the stick and said.
"If I'm not mistaken, fish-flavored meat isn't like this, is it? Are you trying to fool the judges? β
Park Yong-so had actually noticed this 'fried shredded pork' for a long time, but he just smelled the taste of that dish, judging by his years of chef experience, the skill of the person who made this dish was definitely above him.
He was afraid, he was afraid that Huaxia would win the championship, so that their Korean kimchi would not be able to gain a foothold in the Yundu catering industry.
So, he was going to bite the stipulation, and since the dish had nothing to do with fish, he was absolutely going to let them lose.
"I think it's better to throw this dish away, so as not to make you Huaxia ugly here, which won't be good." As he spoke, Park Yong-so was about to reach for the plate of fish-flavored shredded pork.
"Wait." At the critical moment, it was the old man Sun Yunqing who stood up.
"What, is it possible that Mr. Sun wants to protect his own people? But don't forget, you said before that you want to be fair, open, and just. So many reporters have heard it here, does the old gentleman want to regret it? Park Yong-so's tone was threatening.