Chapter 987: The Great Clash of Eastern and Western Cuisines (Part II)

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When it came to the choice of steak and fish steak, the judges unanimously chose the fish steak, and in their subconscious they thought that the steak was made by Hestia.

The taste of the fish steak is good, but the more I eat it, the more I feel like I have eaten it somewhere.

The slightly anxious god quickly finished the fish steak and began to taste the steak.

As soon as you eat this steak, you immediately feel like an electric shock, the meat is delicate, the heat is even, each layer is so smooth, and the mix and match of spices and condiments is also just right, and the meat is divided into three points.

After all the judges ate the steak, they immediately realized that they finally realized why the taste of the fish steak was so familiar, and it turned out that the steak was cooked by an oriental chef.

Hestia's observation was so keen, and the subtle changes in their faces immediately let her know that the food she cooked was probably more than a little worse than what Di Ming cooked.

"I didn't expect my nephew to be so talented in cooking. Could it be familial? If anyone dares to say that he is not from our family, I will make him look good! ā€

Diming sensed that Hestia seemed to be thoughtful, but didn't know what she was thinking. At this moment, he was a little worried, worried that this aunt would be angry because she was slightly inferior to herself in the two competitions.

But she can't deliberately lose this competition, which is even more disrespectful to her. Let's hope she's an enlightened god! It's really not good, let's apologize to her afterwards!

The third course was dessert, and although the judges had expectations for Diming, they were not very confident. After all, desserts are the mainstream in the West, and they are more important.

Di Ming came to the kitchen, walked to the three porcelain basins that had already been prepared, and smiled slightly.

From the very beginning, Di Ming has prepared the preliminary work for this dessert, three porcelain pots, soaked in soybeans, mung beans and red beans respectively.

In order to save time, Di Ming used immortal power to make them rise quickly.

In order to make the bean flavor full and add the original natural flavor, Diming chose to use graphite to grind.

Accompanied by Di Ming's grinding, the sound of "snort..." echoed in the kitchen.

Di Ming's movements and speed were very fast, and after ten minutes, the soy milk was ground out of a large pot by himself.

Di Ming didn't say a word, picked up the big basin and put it on the stove, and began to simmer on high heat.

Using the simmering time, Di Ming is to break the mung beans and red beans into the end, and the juice is set aside for later use.

The sound of "fluttering and falling" sounded in the big basin, and Di Ming took a bamboo skewer and quickly threw it on top of the big basin, hanging a string of translucent thin skin.

Westerners may not know what it is, but Easterners can recognize it at a glance.

After picking up almost ten bamboo sticks, Di Ming felt that it was almost enough, so he immediately took down the big basin and put it aside.

The red bean foam and mung bean foam were stirred together by Emperor Ming and put on the steamer for steaming. Using the steaming time, he mixed the soy milk with the red and green bean juices.

The lugging temperature made Di Ming take a jar of honey, pour it into most of the bottle, and stir it quickly.

When these are done, Di Ming also takes out the bean foam from the steamer, and after it has cooled for a while, he pours the remaining small half jar of honey into it and stirs.

In order to save time, Di Ming used his mana to quickly shape the tofu skin into a semi-dry body, then took out a piece and cut it into several equal portions, each of which was enough to wrap the red and mung bean foam in it like a spring roll.

In this way, Di Ming began to wrap the work, and when all the bean foam packets were wrapped, Di Ming immediately froze them with the Netherworld Cold. The convenience of the immortals is undoubtedly evident at this moment, even if there is no freezer.

Di Ming thought about it for a while, let's decorate it! So, he prepared some ice cubes and dry ice, and spread the dry ice at the bottom, and the ice cubes were neatly stacked around the large cup, leaving a space in the middle for the small cup.

This space is naturally reserved for bean juice, which retains the original natural flavor of mixed bean juice, and with the smoke rising from it, even if the taste is average, it can also add a touch of artistic conception.

After placing the cup in the reserved space, the bean foam buns are also neatly stacked around the cup, which feels like a popsicle, but much more crispy than a popsicle.

Starting the dish, Di Ming is quite satisfied with his dessert, which is a dessert with oriental characteristics. Let's name it Dream East!

As soon as the judges came up with this dessert, they were deeply fascinated. Compared to the ice cream made by Hestia, this dessert called Dream East is very eye-catching.

Against the backdrop of the ethereal smoke, it is moving, as if it were not a work of art, but a living spirit.

The judges first picked up a bean foam bag, and with a "click" sound, accompanied by a crispy sound, the bean aroma mixed with honey instantly occupied the taste buds, so that the body and mind were invigorated, just like running and wandering in nature.

After eating a bean foam bun, I picked up the small cup and took a sip gently, although the taste was not very sweet, but the three bean flavors in the mouth were cleverly blended together to form a new taste.

Desserts are meant to bring happiness and sweetness to people, and the Dream East made by Diming make the judges close their eyes one after another, and their thoughts drifted to the East.

Hestia smiled helplessly, she already knew the result of today's competition. This nephew who returned suddenly, the surprise he brought to himself was really wave after wave.

Not only did he defeat Ares with his martial arts, but he also reached the pinnacle of culinary skills. If he wants the god of food, he will not hesitate to give up the seat to him.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, it's me today..."

"Diming, you did a good job, why should you apologize? Do you think that your aunt and grandmother are a narrow-minded god? I'm so proud of you, my child.

There is no end to cooking, and you can innovate and create unforgettable flavors on simple ingredients, which is a necessary pursuit and goal for everyone who aspires to reach the pinnacle of culinary arts.

My aunt and grandmother are a man of words, what you want to call me in the future is up to you! But can you teach me what you made today? ā€

"Absolutely! It's all one family, not two families. Di Ming was infected by Hestia's sincerity, and he couldn't help but say this.

The competition ended, the results were not announced, and the judges present were not stupid, so there was no need to break anything. One by one, they walked over, and after saying some irrelevant and praising words to Di Ming, they left here very consciously.

The rest of the time is theirs, and as gods, they are very conscious.