Chapter 10 The fate of a garlic head
Entrance.
The first taste is to rush to the face, this is a personal show of caramel home.
crisp
scorched
sweet
Brewed in the mouth, the taste buds pass through the sensitive nerve cells on the tip of the tongue, through nerve impulses, to the surface of the brain: sweetness.
That's all I can feel about it.
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Teeth took the lead.
Melted, unmelted caramel crumbs and fluffy cake slices are mixed together.
Rigid and soft.
Soft and rigid.
Mo Yujian's eyebrows stretched out and became gentle, even if he didn't say anything, the people around him could feel the emotional temperature rising rapidly.
I thought that the taste of this dish was over everywhere.
After the caramel melts thoroughly under the decomposition of the salivary enzymes, it reveals the soft cake and mashed potatoes.
In the middle core, the sea salt-flavored salty cream that secretly hides the body, begins to mix in the warm and delicious mashed potatoes and cakes.
Like a gentle drizzle in spring, it dilutes the sweetness brought by the caramel just now, and adds a bit of unique sea salt flavor.
With just one bite, you can taste how profound the dessert maker's understanding and attainment of dessert is.
This cook, must stay!
No doubt!
Song Infinity, stay!
The burning gaze rested on this piece of amber mille-feuille tower swaying in the dinner plate.
Coming.
After a short and arduous ideological struggle, Mo Yu nodded slightly and beckoned in the direction of Secretary Qiao.
did something that Secretary Joe had never seen before, outrageous, and even made Secretary Joe break a smirk, which was very incredible.
Whoever did it, Secretary Joe wouldn't be surprised.
Only Mo Yu, impossible to do!
However, at this moment, Secretary Joe's cognitive domain was broken for the first time......
"Help me get this cake back and put it in the fridge in my office.
I'll eat again tonight when I'm working overtime. โ
Secretary Joe: !!
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After eight years of acquaintance, Mo Yu, who had been invincible to food, actually made such an incredible request.
The executive CEO of the dignified food empire is also the legal person of the Mox Group.
Reduced to the point of packing desserts!
Secretary Qiao almost collapsed, and repeatedly signaled to his boss with his eyes: Are you sure about this dessert?
Boss, do you need me to help you put this dessert in your fridge?
Mo Yu nodded as a matter of course.
In his eyes, there was even a hint of murderous aura, and he kept urging: Don't hurry up and take it in, wait for the caramel to melt!
Secretary Qiao left in a hurry, respectfully and cautiously holding a piece of dessert that his boss wanted to eat overtime.
To be precise, it's a piece of dessert that has been cut off and is not very complete.
Mo Yu put down his knife and fork, raised his head, and looked in a certain direction, his eyes full of deep meaning.
Let the chefs who stand in a certain direction hold their tails and behave well.
Solemn and respectful.
We are one of the world's top food appraisers.
Can you not behave well?
In case, accidentally, he commented a few words: "It's good, it's okay......"
From an ordinary chef to a top chef series in minutes, the annual salary of one million is not a problem.
However, only Mo Yu himself knew what he was watching.
Watch the dessert disappear.
It wasn't until Secretary Qiao's figure completely disappeared from Mo Yu's sight that he began to taste the next dish.
Although there is no longer any need for this interview, respect for every chef and the food they cook.
It's his principle.
Every time you taste a dish, you will make a gesture to the person behind you, and make your own evaluation of each dish concisely and clearly.
At the end of the interview, the ratings and comments represented by these gestures will be sent to each chef.
That's the most fascinating part of this interview: the rare appraisal of the chef by a top food appraiser.
How can it not be appealing to chefs who desperately want to be recognized?!
What is Song Infinity doing?
She's ใใใใใ Make lunch.
This matter has to start with her standing and standing tired, coming for interviews, and cooking...... After both physical and mental exhaustion, there was a burst of summoning sounds from the stomach:
"Gollum, Gollum......"
Comrade Song Wuji, I'm hungry.
When people are hungry, they want to ใใใใใ Dine.
Of course, she is a good cook with a conscience, morality, and manners.
Before making lunch, he quietly waved to the staff, and his smile was even more like that of a chicken thief and a chicken thief: "Hehe, this big brother, I have something I want to ask you." โ
The staff is a tall young man, and others call him Brother Zhuang.
And with a pair of sunglasses.
Those who don't know may think that he is the kind of big brother in the underworld.
As a result, as soon as I opened my mouth, it was completely northeastern.
"What's the matter, girl!"
The kind of Han with a sense of joy, with the rich Northeast sound, has a sense of intimacy.
"Brother, hehe, you see, these ingredients are here, and they are also a waste.
In particular, this Kobe steak has beautiful meat, clear veins, amazing bones, and looks so good.
Now that the boss has eaten all the remaining ingredients on my hand, can I respond to the call of the spirit of frugality and make myself a lunch in the spirit of not wasting it, you see, okay? โ
This big brother, listen to it!
Straight to the fun.
Applaud!
In the past, these leftover ingredients were sent to the back kitchen, cooked into a boxed lunch, and sent to the homeless center.
Not to mention the heavy workload in the kitchen, they are also tired.
"Girl, you are so good! Sure enough, it's high! Every time the boss has an interview, we have to deal with a batch of ingredients, and we have to make several trips. If you need it, you can cook your own food. โ
Comrade Song Wuyin immediately nodded, patted his chest, and promised: "Don't worry, I will never waste the ingredients here, big brother, don't worry!" โ
By the way, he bribed the staff openly: "Otherwise, big brother, you are also here with me, just have lunch."
I think this dish is quite a lot of portions. How about eating a braised beef noodle? โ
Brother Zhuang is also a human spirit.
The light in his eyes flashed.
has been by Mo Yu's side for so long, especially the recognition of Chef No. 63 by his own boss just now.
Now that the chef is in front of him, and the chef has extended a hand of friendship to him, can you not agree?
Why not enjoy the opportunity to enjoy a gastronomic feast next to a chef who even your own boss recognizes?
immediately climbed up the pole, with a simple Northeast face, pretending to be honest:
"Then dare to thank you, sister, just call me Brother Zhuang, what other side dishes do you need? I'll go to the back kitchen for you and find it, and I'll use it as a meal. โ
Song Wuji glanced at the ingredients on the chef's table a few times, waved his hand, and said with a smile:
"No need, Brother Zhuang! After 30 minutes, you bring your person back and you can eat.
Why don't you also make a notice or something, and see other interviewers, do you want to bring these ingredients back, or make lunch?
I think that many people are estimated to be like me, after such a formal and serious competition, they have exhausted a lot of physical strength and are also hungry. โ
It is better to be happy alone than to be happy in all.
Brother Zhuang's eyes are shining!
The idea, good thief!
Let a chef cook, Brother Zhuang can call the shots.
Let a group of cooks cook, Brother Zhuang can't call the shots, and takes the initiative to ask his superiors - Secretary Qiao.
Secretary Qiao naturally consulted Boss Mo.
Obviously, the big boss Mo nodded during the tasting.
Brother Zhuang turned on the microphone and quickly issued a notice to cook lunch on the spot or take the ingredients home and wait for the interview results:
"Dear interviewees, the boss has just given instructions that interviewees can prepare lunch here while waiting for the results of the interview.
Of course, you can also choose to wait for the results of the interview on site, and when you leave, take all the ingredients from the chef's table you are on. โ
After hearing this notice, the chefs, who were still very strict, very serious, reserved and pretending to be forced, began to look like birds returning to their nests.
Squeak chirp......
chatted with the neighbors at the scene, and all the minutes revealed the true foodie nature in their hearts.
The hall has become a lunch venue, lively and full of people, borrowing garlic here and rubbing onion there.
You come, I go.
It's not lively.
The cook next to Song Infinity's right hand leaned over with half of his body, and a mouthful of authentic and authentic Trump came to him:
"Girl, do you have garlic here? When I was interviewing just now, I used up all the garlic. โ
Tsk tsk.
It makes people feel more intimate.
(Song Infinity's inner monologue who likes to watch Trump's comedian videos)
Song Wuji, who was massaging the steak, turned his face slightly sideways, and in the direction to the right of the chef's table, the slave mouth:
"The garlic is on my right. Big brother, come over by yourself and go get it. โ
A big man over 180 years tall quickly moved over, and a pair of fleshy hands flexibly carried the whole garlic away, and naturally said: "Okay!" โ
Again: "Girl, what are you doing?" โ
Song Wuyin lowered his head, concentrated on the Kobe steak, and replied:
"Braised beef noodles, this is relatively fast, I have a big digestion, and now I am hungry and panicked, and I want to eat something quickly. What about you, big brother~ What do you eat? โ