Vanessa gently placed the plate in the middle of the judges' bench and took two steps back to make sure it hadn't shifted before letting out a long sigh of relief.

For the first time, she knew that serving dishes turned out to be so tiring, and of course, the most important reason was that she didn't want to watch such a delicate dish like a work of art be ruined in her hands, and the pressure was greater than the weight.

The attention of the judges has been attracted by the eighteen girls' skirts.

"The artistry of the plating has been used to the extreme in this eighteen-girl dress, the color matching is moving, and the perfect fit shape, showing the extremely exquisite knife work, this is the most beautiful cold dish I have ever seen, and it is also the most unbearable cold dish." Robert got up, unabashedly admiring his admiration.

The audience nodded their heads, and President Robert spoke their minds.

"It was the first dress that made me want to try something other than a red dress, and it was really beautiful." Hill also looked at the colorful skirt with some amazement, not gaudy, revealing the youthful vitality that an eighteen-year-old should have, as if he could dance happily in this skirt.

"I didn't expect Miss Hill to give such a high evaluation."

The audience looked at Hill in amazement, everyone in Chaos City knew that Miss Hill only loved red dresses and had never seen her wear dresses of other colors, so being able to give such an evaluation shows her attitude towards this dish.

"I don't wear a dress, but I think my daughter would love it if she saw it." Michael said with a smile.

"From armor to a pretty little dress, it seems that you have experienced a lot over the years." Nova looked at Ha Switzerland with deep meaning.

"Fart, no, it's art!" Ha Swiss emphasized, with a serious face.

Jeffrey picked up his chopsticks and picked up a blanched red radish from the edge of his skirt, which looked like an ordinary radish but actually sprinkled some transparent sauce on the surface, and fed it to his mouth.

The taste of the radish after blanching is still crisp and tender, and the sauce with a hint of sweet and sour taste makes the radish with a bit of sweetness particularly refreshing.

It is a refreshing and crispy feeling, which makes the originally plain tongue be activated at once, and the appetite is also opened, looking forward to more delicious arrivals.

Jeffrey's eyebrows are slightly raised, it is a familiar style and taste, even after so many years, Ha Switzerland still adheres to the principle of maximizing the preservation of the taste of the ingredients themselves, and the principle of using seasonings is to minimize the impact on the ingredients, and more often play a good supporting role.

"It's still the original taste, and with reverence and respect for the ingredients, you can make really delicious food." Jeffrey put down his chopsticks and looked at Ha Switzerland appreciatively, "You're still the best chef I've ever met." ”

Everyone also picked up chopsticks one after another, starting from the skirt, tasted it with their own mouths, and were convinced.

It seems that there is almost no cooking due to the plating, but in fact, each ingredient is handled just right, with a crisp texture, and the sauce sprinkled on the ingredients is like the finishing touch, giving this dish a soul that can not be stopped.

This is a very good cold dish, refreshing and greasy, with other foods, the advantages will be more prominent, everyone nodded again and again, and couldn't help but hold a few more chopsticks.

"All five judges gave a very high evaluation! Is this second game over? ”

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at McGonagall who was still arranging, if McGonagall lost this game again, then the duel would be over.

The eighteen-girl skirt, which has received a very high evaluation, has redefined the upper limit of everyone's cold dishes, and from today on, ordinary cold dishes, I am afraid that there is no way to be as good as their eyes.

McGonagall's expression was still calm and calm, the marinade on the surface of the braised beef and beef offal had been completely dried, and she used a knife to cut it into thin slices of uniform size and thickness, beef, tripe, heart, tongue, and scalp, all of which looked different after being cut.

McGonagall took a large, shallow, white platter the slices of cut beef and offal on top of each other and arranged them in a volcanic shape around the center of the plate.

Then McGonagall picked up a large spoon, scooped a spoonful of the red oil she had prepared, poured it along the edge of the volcano, soaked the dried slices of meat, sprinkled a handful of crushed peanuts and cooked sesame seeds, and dotted the crater with a small green coriander, and a bright red slice of the couple's lungs was ready.

McGonagall picked up the couple's lung tablets and walked towards the referee's box.

"Although it is not as beautiful as the eighteen-girl dress, this spoonful of red oil seems to be injected into the soul, making me feel the heat of a hot pot all of a sudden, this is simply an active volcano ready to go!" Abraham's throat rolled, although he had been abused by the hot pot thousands of times, he did still love it like his first love, and his expectations for this so-called husband and wife lung tablets also increased instantly.

"Oh my God! This is a lethal amount of chili oil, right? ”

"Congratulations to the Spicy Family at Mai Mi Restaurant."

"Compared with the light and refreshing eighteen girls' skirts, this is simply another extreme! Is there a chance that you can fight back? ”

The audience's eyes moved with McGonagall, a little excited.

The eighteen girl's skirt of Ha Switzerland brings a very wonderful experience to everyone with a fresh and elegant attitude, like a girl.

And the pot of red husband and wife lung tablets in McGonagall's hand is like a barbarian with a red face, and the momentum is violent, which makes people can't help but look sideways.

The red oil is colorful, dyeing the beef and beef offal with a translucent red, and before you can enter it, you just smell the fragrance of the red oil, and you can't help but swallow your saliva.

And between that piece of red, there is a little green coriander, which is also quite a little green among thousands of flowers.

"How do you eat such a dish with heavy oil and heavy flavor?" Jeffrey's brows furrowed, and he looked at the couple's lungs with some displeasure.

Several other judges looked at the couple's lung piece, hesitated slightly, and the red piece made people not know how to eat it for a while.

The plating is quite exquisite, but with eighteen girls' skirts in front of the pearls, this level of plating is not worth mentioning.

"Boss Mai, what kind of spicy is your husband and wife's lung slices compared to spicy grilled fish?" Michael looked at McGonagall and asked, as a father who had been poisoned by perverted spicy grilled fish, he didn't want to step on the thunder casually.

"If it's just a comparison in terms of spiciness, it's about medium spicy." MacGallio thought for a moment.

"Medium spicy, that's good." Michael breathed a sigh of relief, he was still able to accept this level of spiciness, picked up a new pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef from the plate, and said with a smile: "Then let me try it first." ”

The slender beef is wrapped in translucent red oil, and the surface is dotted with a few cooked sesame seeds and crushed peanuts, and the aroma of braised pork wafts slowly with the aroma of red oil.

When you bite into it, the rich aroma and spicy flavor of the red oil bloom on the tip of the tongue at the same time, and then the rich marinated aroma of the beef blooms.

The soft and glutinous and smooth beef, with a gentle bite, is tender and slaggy, and the taste buds begin to tremble and go crazy, welcoming the spicy and fragrant slap like a storm.

"Oh! It's shockingly delicious! ”

It was a long time before Michael exclaimed.