Chapter 1489

"Boss Mai gets one vote first!"

There was some commotion among the people. Unexpectedly, President Robert, who was full of praise for beef bone sour soup, chose Buddha to jump over the wall so quickly.

"Thank you." McGonagall nodded to Robert.

"How delicious is it?" Geoffrey looked at the Buddha jumping over the wall in front of him with some doubts, but he still picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of thick soup and fed it to his mouth.

The delicious soup slowly blooms in the mouth, and the taste of all kinds of food comes on the stage one by one, which makes the taste buds a little overwhelmed.

Undeniably, it's amazing.

But for him, this kind of taste is inevitably too complicated, and even the taste buds are tired of distinguishing different tastes, and lose the peace of mind of enjoying food.

"It's really a rich soup with amazing taste and a wonderful experience to enjoy." Jeffrey put down his spoon and said calmly, "but for me, the taste of sour beef bone soup is irreplaceable. Simple collocation, simple warmth and delicious are my choices. So, I choose sour beef bone soup."

"1:1, Ping!"

After Jeffrey made his judgment, the score on the field was tied, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense. Who can win the two soup soup with different styles? People's eyes looked at the remaining three judges.

Novartis picked up the spoon, took a sip of the soup, tasted it quietly for a while, scooped up a piece of chicken from the bowl, fed it to his mouth, tasted it carefully, and said with a smile: "the taste of the Buddha jumping from the wall made by boss Mai is really amazing. The delicious soup with strong soul fragrance and rotten chicken are all blooming delicious. However, I still choose beef bone sour soup. In winter, drinking a bowl of this kind of sour soup can always remind people of some warm past, which is also an irreplaceable taste in my heart. "

"Sour beef bone soup is in the lead!"

People are a little surprised that the sour beef bone soup, which is suppressed by the Buddha leaping wall in flavor, is temporarily ahead of the Buddha leaping wall. It can be seen that the sour beef bone soup can still beat the Buddha leaping wall in taste.

"What can I do? The boss's jumping off the wall is behind." Abelmia said nervously.

"I suspect they are playing us." Barbara speculated, holding her chin.

Elizabeth shook her head slightly and said, "in their capacity, there is no need to do such a thing."

All the people in the restaurant who thought they could have a good rest after taking out the Buddha and jumping off the wall were a little nervous at this time.

People's eyes fell on Michael and hill, and now the decision is in their hands.

Michael has tasted it with relish, a mouthful of soup, a mouthful of meat, wonderful and full of taste, so that people can't help but swallow.

"I didn't expect that Lord Michael had a talent for eating and broadcasting." Abraham said with a smile.

"Uncle, who do you think can win this game?" Asked Vanessa nervously.

"Fo Tiao Qiang is the most delicious soup I've ever tasted, and I think it should be the pinnacle that can't be surpassed. But tastes vary from person to person, so principal novan and Geoffrey choose sour beef soup. As for which one Lord Michael and Miss Hill will choose, I don't know Abraham shook his head with a smile and said with some emotion, "this is a fight between gods. I've never seen such a wonderful cooking duel."

Vanessa padded her head and said, "yes, yes, my two favorite chefs actually fought on the spot. It was really a match that didn't disappoint me, but the result was still very tense."

After a while, Michael drank most of the bowl of fo Tiao Qiang. He was not willing to put down his spoon. He looked at HA Sui and said, "sour beef bone soup should be the most delicious soup in Nolan in the past 30 years, and it has not been surpassed in the past many years, and it has always maintained its original flavor, and it has been constantly perfected in the subtle improvement, No doubt it's an amazing and delicious soup.

So, I choose Buddha to jump over the wall. "

The audience, who thought they were going to announce the victory of harshwitz, were suddenly swayed by the city master.

“2:2！ Even

People's faces are a little nervous, and they are sweating.

No one thought that a gourmet duel would make people so nervous.

Everyone's eyes fell on hill, and now only her vote will decide the final outcome of the contest.

Hill's brow slightly frowned, a little headache, decision-making power how to come to her body, suddenly some regret, just did not take a bite, preemptive say their own choice, also need not so headache.

However, her mentality soon adjusted to be peaceful. After all, it was a very formal competition, which also related to the reputation and even seniority of the two chefs.

No matter harshwood or McGonagall, they are all chefs she respects. She must get rid of all subjective factors and make an objective judgment on these two dishes.

To get rid of the distractions, her eyes fell on the bowl of Fotiao wall in front of her. There were all kinds of ingredients in the brown soup. Although she stewed in the wine jar for a long time, she still kept a fixed appearance.

The smell of seafood, fungi, meat and so on made her unable to distinguish them one by one, but it did not affect her to indulge in the rich sense of hierarchy.

Different from the taste of pure beef bone sour soup, fo Tiao Qiang is like a pot of exquisite hodgepodge. The restrained dosage and the right heat make each flavor abide by its own territory, achieving the ultimate delicious taste. Then it is woven together in a wonderful way, creating such a strange and wonderful taste.

"Taste the soup first." Hill took a spoon, took a spoonful of thick brown soup, blew it gently, and fed it to his mouth.

The delicious soup slowly soaks the taste buds, gently like a feather, moistening the taste buds like spring rain.

All of a sudden, it's like spring thunder!

The delicious seafood, the mellow meat, the delicious fungus... All kinds of tastes come out one by one. The rich sense of hierarchy is like playing an intoxicating movement on the tip of the tongue. Yes, it's light wind and drizzle, sometimes it's stormy, and the taste buds are crazy.

"It's incredible! It's amazing and admirable. " A mouthful of soup to swallow, hill can't help but praise.

Looking at the translucent shark fin floating in the soup, she couldn't help but scoop up a piece curiously. The soup brought her a great surprise. I don't know what happened to the shark fin.

"Ziliu."

The smooth and tender shark fin slips into the mouth and is soaked in the soup. It has a very wonderful taste. It is soft and tender, but it is full of meat flavor. Before it has time to chew, it slides into the throat after a circle in the mouth. The throat rolls and swallows.

"Well..."

Hill touched his throat with a slightly queer expression, a strange taste.