Not long after it came out of the pot, the white flour steamed buns that were still steaming slowly exuded the original fragrance of flour.

The color of the steamed bun is white, the shape is round, and you can feel a sense of elasticity when you pinch it in your hand.

The color and fragrance are there, but I don't know what the taste is.

Guo Yuxiang thought to himself.

There are not many places that can pick the thorns in the appearance of this steamed bun, and for these young pastry chefs, those places are inevitably suspected of picking bones in eggs.

To be able to achieve this level of color and fragrance is already remarkable.

Observing this, Guo Yuxiang couldn't help but look forward to this taste.

With the fragrance, Guo Yuxiang can judge that the taste should not be bad, of course, you still have to taste it to know.

Guo Yuxiang took a bite, chewed carefully, and tasted it slowly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the smell was a little unexpected for him.

One bite, one bite after another.

Under Zhang Lan's surprised gaze, Guo Yuxiang ate the entire big white steamed bun.

You know, these old men have made pastries all their lives, and the taste is very picky, and they will only taste a small bite of ordinary pastries.

Especially when you come here to be a judge, you won't eat too much at once, how can you taste others when you're full?

Even if you encounter a good encounter, it is only a superficial taste.

Zhang Lan's Sixi steamed dumplings are just a little bit of the four corners.

But now, Guo Yuxiang actually ate the whole steamed bun, how could this not shock Zhang Lan.

In fact, not only her, but also the people who were watching here were a little surprised.

Among the people around Zhou Yongqing, one person said: "Suddenly some want to taste what this white-flour steamed bun tastes like." ”

As soon as these words came out, they were approved by the other people around them, and they wanted to taste it too. Even Zhou Yongqing is no exception.

Of course, this situation is not unique, it is just rare, and it is not unprecedented. Without exception, the pastries that can be eaten by the judges are all particularly delicious.

Therefore, although the people who pay attention to this place are surprised, it does not cause much waves.

After eating, Guo Yuxiang was still unsatisfied, looked at the remaining steamed buns on the plate, and wanted to eat again, but finally considering the follow-up review, he didn't eat again.

"This steamed bun is very delicious, and I accidentally ate it." Guo Yuxiang said with a smile.

Zhang Lan, who was standing next to her, was shaken in her heart.

At the same time, Zhang Lan also realized that it seemed that this white-flour steamed bun was not disrespectful to himself. She was a little curious about the taste of the steamed buns, but this was a competition, and she couldn't taste it.

Next should have been the time to comment, but Guo Yuxiang was silent and did not comment. He didn't know how to say it, if this steamed bun was at the level of this competition, it would be good enough.

After a long time, Guo Yuxiang smiled kindly: "Young man, what's your name?" ”

"Gao Dian."

"It's a good name." Guo Yuxiang praised with a smile, "Your steamed bun is very good, although there are still some deficiencies, but those deficiencies, if you say it, it will inevitably seem to be a bone in the egg." Therefore, I won't say that at your age, it is surprising that you can make such steamed buns, and I hope you will continue to work hard in the future. ”

Gao Dian heard it, this is not good, you don't say the shortcomings, how can I improve it?

After watching the game for two days, Gao Dian also understood that this competition was one of the biggest gains. These bigwigs are able to point out the shortcomings of pastries, which is very important for a pastry chef.

Sometimes you know that you are not good enough, but you don't know where it is not good enough, you can't find the problem, and you can't talk about progress.

Not everyone has a master-level master or master, and even if there is, different masters can see different problems, and comments are also very important.

"Old Guo, just say it, this steamed bun and those places are not good enough." Gao Dian said.

When Guo Yuxiang heard this, he pondered, some things are not accepted by Gao Dian at this age, and the words that come out are not very good.

After thinking about it for a while, putting aside those things that were ahead of his time, Guo Yuxiang said a few deficiencies like nitpicking. These deficiencies sound a little embarrassing to Zhang Lan, who would be so harsh in a normal person?

Zhang Lan was about to say something, but saw Gao Dian listening carefully. Suddenly she gave up what she wanted to say.

Gao Dian wrote down all of this, which was the direction he worked hard to improve in the future.

"Thank you Mr. Guo, I know." Gao Dian said.

Gao Dian agrees with the deficiencies that Guo Yuxiang said, after all, his plug-in also prompts those shortcomings, but it is too difficult to do it, and Gao Dian is still working hard.

Guo Yuxiang smiled and nodded, in fact, what he just said, he couldn't do it himself, and what he could do was only a handful of pastry masters in the entire pastry world.

The final score, no surprises, is that Gao Dian is higher.

Zhang Lan was a little disappointed, and then relieved.

She wasn't the most powerful in the first place, but there are a lot more powerful than her here, just one more Gao Dian. Failure or something, it's not like I haven't experienced it.

She was a little curious about Gao Dian, as if she had suddenly appeared, she had never heard of it before, but her strength was very strong.

When leaving the arena with Gao Dian, Zhang Lan said: "What Guo Lao just said, you don't have to worry too much. ”

In fact, Zhang Lan wanted to say that these things were too difficult for ordinary people to do, but considering that Guo Lao said them, Zhang Lan didn't say these words.

Gao Dian said: "I think that's right. ”

Zhang Lan stroked her forehead with her hand, it was over, she had been fooled.

"Okay." Zhang Lan spoke, waved his hand, and left.

The two left the competition venue, and the people around Zhou Yongqing asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, what is the origin of this high ceremony?" ”

At this time, they already understood why Zhou Yongqing attached so much importance to Gao Dian.

Being able to defeat Zhang Lan and make the judges "accidentally" eat such a big steamed bun is enough to explain a lot of problems.

They are not stupid, they were skeptical before because they had never seen Gao Dian at all, and they had never heard the legend about Gao Dian in the circle, it was like it came out of nowhere, how could they believe it at once.

Half-believing is also because of what Zhou Yongqing said, so he is half-convinced. If someone else says it, they won't believe a word.

Now that they see Gao Dian's strength, they are all aroused by curiosity, wanting to know what this Gao Dian is.

Zhou Yongqing shook his head and said, "I don't know, I met by chance before." ”

"By chance?"

Everyone didn't believe in accident, maybe because Zhou Yongqing didn't want to say it, and they didn't force it, but they all kept Gao Dian in their hearts.

Li Dongyang watched Gao Dian leave, he was not a little surprised by Gao Dian's victory, and even took it for granted.

This is his lifelong enemy, the two of them will inevitably meet in the final, how can they fail in front?

Regarding Li Dongyang's thoughts on the second middle school, others don't know.

Gao Dian walked to the audience and sat down, constantly recalling the game just now in his mind.

Sixi steamed dumplings, this kind of pastry is the first time he has seen it, and it is completely different from the dumplings he knows. Four ingredients, four colors, and the appearance looks exquisite.

It's a pity that I didn't taste it, and I don't know what it tastes like, which makes Gao Dian feel a pity.

If you have a chance in the future, you must try these four happy steamed dumplings.

Gao Dian made up his mind.

Gao Dian sat in the audience and watched the others play. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a day passes.

Today, he also saw a lot of pastries that he had never seen before, and he also saw many powerful young pastry chefs.

When I took the car back, I passed by Wei Qiaoyi's dessert shop, and finally saw the door open.

It's been closed for a few days, and today it's finally open again.