John glanced at Sikong Yao and said, "Of course, if I hadn't been deceived by that bastard that I could find the best pastry chef of the younger generation in the mainland, I wouldn't have been cheated by him." The update is the fastest and most stable, come and see it today, your level is just like that. It's a far cry from ours, and it doesn't even meet the most basic international standards. ”

Sikong Yao frowned slightly, and kept thinking about the person John mentioned in his mouth, the person who pushed her to the career of a pastry chef, was the mayor of Shengyi City, Ke Yundan.

On top of a cooking duel three years ago, she and him had no chance, and all the sweetness of cream and sweetness of honey were overshadowed.

"What is the relationship between Ke Yundan and you?"

With a disgraceful and contemptuous look, John said disdainfully: "The relationship between the debtor and the creditor." ”

Ke Yundan was a third-level gourmand as early as three years ago, but his strength was far higher than this level, but he didn't know why he was reluctant to go to the research.

With Ke Yundan's ability, one sentence is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in the mainland's food world, and if he owes something to the reckless black man in front of him, it is really distressing.

Sikong Yao asked puzzledly, "Who owes whom?" ”

John said, "A portion of dessert." ”

"Dessert?"

Ke Yundan is the top foodie in the mainland, but it is the first time Sikong Yao has heard that Ke Yundan can cook.

"Yes, a dessert." At this point, the expression on John's face began to slowly change, and from the fierceness, it gradually revealed a sense of satisfaction that was silent in sweetness.

Sikong Yao asked again: "What kind of dessert?" ”

John closed his eyes lightly and began to savor something.

"The first dessert, in Milan, Italy's chocolate country, was so light that you could barely feel its weight, with a delicate taste that could be broken. The texture is fluffy, smooth and supple, and it has a relaxing feeling in the mouth. It's ......"

"Chocolate soufflé." Sikong Yao took the lead in snatching John's words, and then said: "The key to a light texture is to completely stir the egg liquid until there is no involvement. Whether the corn flour is completely dissolved is the key to the soufflé swelling. ”

John obviously didn't expect Sikong Yao to have such a deep insight into desserts, and he could surmise this chocolate soufflé just from the description in his mouth.

However, John did not show any exclamation expression, but was slightly stunned, and continued with some astonishment: "The second part, in the Champs-Élysées in France, is sweet and soft, glutinous and soft, and the pudding is full of elasticity. The caramel, vanilla and egg flavors are particularly distinct, but they blend together in perfect harmony, and the jewel-like luster is unforgettable......"

"Jewel pudding." Sikong Yao still took over John's words, in addition to the shocked expression on John's face, Sikong Yao's eyes gradually revealed a hoarse color.

John swallowed and asked, "How do you know?" ”

Sikong Yao closed his eyes lightly, and the past three years were vivid, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "The third dessert, mellow and thick taste." Ten ingredients are perfectly combined with the bitterness of espresso coffee, the moistness of eggs and sugar, the mellowness of sweet wine, the richness of chocolate, the denseness of finger biscuits, the thick aroma of cheese and whipped cream, and the dryness of cocoa powder. The various intricate experiences that sweetness can evoke are intertwined and interpreted layer by layer to the extreme. ”

John was completely captivated by the picture Sikong Yao described, and as a gourmet, he understood that what Sikong Yao was talking about was extraordinary.

John couldn't help but ask, "Even I don't know what it is, how do you know?" ”

Sikong Yao sighed, and there was indescribable bitterness in his words, "Lord Mayor, if what I said is right. This third dessert is Minghe Restaurant's special tiramisu, right? ”

followed Sikong Yao's slowly turned figure. In John's gaze, Ke Yundan showed an amiable smile.

"Sikong Yao. Long time no see. ”

Sikong Yao looked a little tired and said, "Yes, it's been three years." ”

Ke Yundan said slightly apologetically: "How have you been doing in the past three years? ”

Sikong Yao shook her head helplessly, her expression gloomy.

John looked stunned and said to Ke Yundan: "Ke Yundan, do you know this girl who is talking nonsense?" ”

Sikong Lu frowned, his fists clenched slightly, and John, who had been open-mouthed, had obviously angered his taboo, even if he was a third-level gourmet, he couldn't make much waves in front of Minghe Restaurant.

Ke Yundan smiled at John: "Not only do you know, but she is also the person you have been looking for." ”

John was shocked and said in astonishment, "Could it be that she is the author of this third dessert?" ”

Ke Yundan said with a smile: "Let me introduce you to the champion of the Provincial Sweetheart Cup Baking Competition in Shengyi City three years ago, Sikong Yao. ”

Sikong Yao smiled bitterly, with disdain in his laughter, and said: "It's just a game, and the championship is just a title, what's there to worry about?" ”

Ke Yundan's eyes showed apology, and he said helplessly: "Are you still haunted by the incident back then?" ”

Sikong Yao avoided Ke Yundan's gaze, unwilling to accept his apology.

John naturally didn't understand this relationship, but the shocked look on his John's face was still amazing, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that he would meet Sikong Yao in such a situation, and this coincidental little girl in front of him, whether it was life experience or cooking experience, could not make John believe that she was the so-called dessert master in Ke Yundan's mouth.

However, in this world, there is always one kind of person who is so unattainable, and they are born realm masters. And Sikong Yao is just a bright new star in the dessert world.

John couldn't hold back his emotions, for he couldn't forget the reason why Ke Yundan persuaded him to come to the mainland, because there was a more delicious tiramisu than the jeweled pudding, and for this reason he traveled thousands of miles to get a taste of it.

Ke Yundan then said: "Her strength definitely does not belong to the previous two pastry chefs. ”

John gradually accepted this fact, and then replied: "Indeed, from my description alone, you can guess what I am talking about, and even some high-level pastry chefs cannot do it." ”

Sikong Yao shook his head slightly and said, "It's not that I can't guess. ”

John wondered, "And how do you know?" ”

"Because...... In that match, it was these two desserts that I faced off......"

A wrong judgment three years ago made no intersection between the two people, and the dessert world in the mainland has not changed at all, for which Ke Yundan apologized deeply: "Sikong Yao, I'm sorry, but as a gourmet, I must be loyal to my taste buds." ”

Sikong Yao shook his head lightly and said, "Lord Mayor, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Ke Yundan nodded slightly, turned to John and said, "You go back first, I'll catch up with the old people." ”

John said displeasedly, "What about my tiramisu?" ”

Ke Yundan changed his kind smile, a terrifying chill burst out of his slightly low eyes, and he said without changing his voice: "Do you think that with her current mood, you can still dream of eating?" ”

John swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted his teeth, and left angrily.

Sikong Lu glanced at Sikong Yao, and happened to see her make a look, the tacit understanding between brothers and sisters, and the experience of mixing in the business world for many years, immediately stopped saying anything to her.

"Okay, just give me a call, I'll wait for you outside."

After Ke Yundan and Sikong Yao found a secluded place in the restaurant and sat down, Sikong Yao took the lead in speaking: "Is he okay?" ”

Ke Yundan nodded slightly and said, "Well, he is now the dessert chef of the French royal **." ”

Sikong Yao smiled bitterly and said, "Really? It seems that leaving is really the best option for him. ”

Ke Yundan sighed and said, "Sikong Yao, I'm sorry, if it weren't for me......"

Sikong Yao shook his head lightly and said, "The mayor has said a lot, it's not your fault, it's just that he can't think about it." ”

Ke Yundan shouldn't have said anything to express his apologies, so the topic between the two came to an abrupt end.

Sikong Yao held his cheek with one hand, quietly looked at the people who were running outside the glass window, and muttered, "What are you running for?" ”

"For a living." Ke Yundan responded.

"There is no shortage of money in his family." Obviously, she was not satisfied with Ke Yundan's answer.

"Yes, so you should know that he has his more noble pursuits. It's a cage, and staying here only limits his talent, you know? ”

"Does it make sense?" Sikong Yao asked rhetorically.

Ke Yundan shook his head and said: "Of course there is, if you want, I can give you thousands of reasons, for the development of the food industry, for the continuation of his family business, and to promote the historical process." ”

Sikong Yao shook his head slightly and said, "You don't have to say good things for him, in the end, he is just too cowardly." ”

Ke Yundan smiled bitterly: "This is not cowardice, no man can tolerate his own woman who is stronger than him." ”

"I can let him, and I can satisfy his little vanity if he wants to."

Ke Yundan shook his head and said, "It is precisely your extravagance that makes him more and more self-conscious. ”

At a glance, the outsiders seem to be walking faster, gradually losing themselves in the process of chasing nothingness.

"Fame and fortune are not important to me at all, is a dispensable title really that important?"

Ke Yundan nodded in response and said, "Sikong Yao, your path to pursue the way of cooking is too smooth, and you can't understand his sadness. After practicing the skills for more than ten years, he was knocked down by a novice who had only been in contact with baking skills for less than half a year, and no one could let go. All the hard work turned into nothingness in that moment, and more than ten years of hard work finally couldn't withstand the word talent, this sadness is indescribable. (To be continued.)