At the halberd venue, three hours passed in a blink of an eye, and in the eyes of the people's expectations, the game finally entered the final link. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Delicious!" *N

The large screen was showing the scene in the center of the venue, and the five judges were munching on their desks at the same time, and in front of them was a pot-like dish, filled with white star-like floaters, and red, red, green, and green colors, which looked very vivid. This is a dish created by Abbe based on chicken stewed mushrooms, which should be a fuzzy slick dish, but under the superb skills of the chef, the soup is as clear as white water, which makes the color and shape of the whole dish directly rise to a higher level, just like the Milky Way under the starry sky.

Secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, watching the five people eat so sweetly, many viewers touched the corners of their mouths, feeling that their stomachs were hungry.

Standing in front of the judges' seat, Abbe was watching this scene with a smile, watching everyone eat sweetly, the corners of his mouth hung a small arc, and gently introduced: "This is my special black chicken truffle porridge for this competition, in addition to truffle and black chicken, I also added angelica, rehmannia root, peony, wolfberry and other traditional Chinese medicine materials to it, it can be said that this bowl of porridge not only tastes good, but also very nourishing, very beneficial to the human body!" ”

"Woo," Lawrence munched on the wonderful food in his mouth, the ethereal aroma of truffles and the heavy aroma of black chicken swept through his taste buds like a double storm, making people feel like a delicious storm, and then saw a trace of confusion flash in his eyes, and asked Abbey, "Chef Abbey, can you please reveal how you handle these two ingredients?" As far as I know, the aroma of truffles tends to be sweet, while the aroma of black chicken is more fatty, but in this dish of yours, the two aromas are perfectly blended together, giving people a feeling of wanting to stop, how on earth is this done? ”

In the face of Lawrence's question, Abbe smiled lightly, only to see her turn slightly, then took out the container of her own cooking from the cooking table and shook it at the judges, it was a hollowed-out chicken breast, in which a layer of filter similar to a tea paper bag was faintly visible, and it was shining with oil.

In the end, it was the big man in the food industry, and Lawrence understood Abbe's approach the moment he saw the container.

"You wrap all the ingredients and seasonings with a chicken breast, and then put it in the broth to stew, and the essence of the black chicken directly penetrates into the porridge, not only skimming the greasy, but also so that the porridge itself naturally brings the fragrance of the black chicken, amazing, really amazing, worthy of being the premier Chinese chef!"

And sitting next to Lawrence, Nagi Senzaemon was not to be outdone, I don't know when his clothes have been torn, while savoring the porridge, while whispering: "Not only that, if I'm not mistaken, this dish also adds hawthorn, that faint sour taste not only strengthens the stomach and lungs, makes people appetite, but also effectively neutralizes the fragrance gap between truffle and chicken, so that the aroma of the two explodes geometrically, which can be described as the finishing touch!" ”

After all, it is a representative of Chinese cuisine and Japanese cuisine, and Senzaemon's understanding of Abbe's cuisine is still higher than that of Lawrence, and he can see another highlight of this dish at a glance.

Abbe nodded, which was a tacit acquiescence, but there was one thing she didn't say, that is, she also added a small amount of corn to the dish, and used the grain aroma of this grain as a transition between the aroma of black chicken and the fresh aroma of truffle, which made the whole dish seem impeccable.

It's just that although I didn't understand all the principles, everyone realized the deliciousness of food.

Drinking all the porridge in one go, the judges began to give their respective scores.

"Mr. Lawrence 17 points, Nagi Senzaemon 19 points, Mr. Mo Wen 18 points, Mr. Yasu Yi Ryonya 20 points, Mr. Citin Türk 17 points, and Abbey scored 91 points!"

With rows of bright red scores displayed on the big screen, the host excitedly revealed Abbe's final score.

Looking at this score, Abbe was slightly stunned, then bowed and calmly walked off the stage.

Mo Wen glanced at Lawrence and Chetintilke, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say anything.

Because of time constraints and wanting to highlight the theme of happiness, Abbe's dish is not her best one, the score of the dish should be between 18 and 19 points, and the reason why Mo Wen gave 18 points is entirely because Abbe's food he eats too much and is a little immune, just like a layman who can't eat anything and gives 20 points. As for the scores given by Lawrence and Cetin Türk, they are obviously low, naturally in order to improve the ranking of the four palaces in the future, don't look at the difference between them and the real score by one or two points, but in this level of chef cooking duel, this can almost be said to be fatal.

Mo Wen knew this point, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, but he didn't want to care, it didn't mean that others didn't want to care, so he saw Nagi Senzaemon, who was sitting on his left, suddenly turned his head, lowered his voice and said to Mo Wen: "Mr. Mo Wen, are you just watching Lawrence and Cetin Türk secretly manipulate the game?" This is your player, and they don't care about your face at all! ”

Mo Wen glanced at Senzaemon with his eyes and did not speak.

This bastard imp!

Senzaemon hated it so much that his teeth hurt, but for the sake of his own plan, he had to be cheeky and continued: "If Your Excellency wants to teach these two people a lesson, I think I can help you, now that the score of Abbey has been evaluated, it cannot be changed, but as long as we clean up Kojiro ruthlessly, the result will be the same!" ”

Mo Wen sneered when he heard this, and said angrily: "Erina, who is on the court in the end, has a good chance of winning, isn't it!" After I help you kill Kojiro, do you still want to make a deal with Lawrence and Chettin Türk on the spot, so that the two of them can give up the already won Kojiro and join you to occupy the last throne together! ”

With a hint of sarcasm on his face, Mo Wen's eyes were no different from looking at Xianzaemon like looking at an idiot, when the other party gave Abbe a higher score of 19, Mo Wen knew what this guy wanted to do, and his wishful thinking was really loud, but unfortunately it was useless for Mo Wen at all, because he didn't care at all about the so-called Shenzae chaebol, he just came here to taste the food.

"-You!"

Angry at what Mo Wen said, his eyelids jumped, and Senzaemon was ashamed and annoyed, both embarrassed by being exposed and annoyed by Mo Wen's lack of cooperation, and finally could only snort and sit back in his position, because at this time, the second contestant, Kohei Joichiro, had already pushed the cart to the judges' seat.

The five dishes with lids were served to the table by the waiter one by one, and then the man named Shura laughed loudly and lifted the silver lid in front of him.

A large amount of white steam rushes out, accompanied by a variety of wonderful aromas mixed together.

"Everyone, welcome to my Turkish World Barbecue!"