One of the older judges, an old lady, was very interested in the two pieces of cake. She cut open a piece of mousse cake with a knife. Just as she was about to cut open the second piece, the originally complete mousse cake was split into eight equal pieces, causing the old lady to widen her eyes.
"If the taste is the same, then this cracked cake will win." Anthony's face turned slightly ugly, because he knew that his piece of cake would not be directly split into eight portions.
"Mrs. Susan, you four taste the separated cake, we four taste the cut one, and then we exchange it. How about that?" An old man sitting beside the old lady said with a smile.
"Delicious, truly delicious. I think this piece of cake was created by Anthony. It's too delicious." The cake he had just eaten was indeed very delicious, and the other three people on his side all nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Watson, although I don't know what your cake tastes like, I think it will at most be as delicious as mine." Susan smiled as she divided the remaining half of the cake between them into four portions. Each member of her party took one portion, while Watson placed the four pieces of cake that Lady Susan had already divided in front of him.
The eight people then rinsed their mouths again and ate the cake in front of them. However, this time, their expressions were completely different.
The four people on Lady Susan's side had a small bite of cake and their expressions became rather unsightly. There was even an old man who quietly spat out the cake, not wanting to have another bite. Lady Susan was a bit better off, so she swallowed the cake and continued to drink a big mouthful of water.
The moment Watson's mouth touched the cake, he suddenly stood up and put a big mouthful of cake into his mouth. His mouth slowly chewed and his eyes were tightly shut, as if he wanted to keep the taste in his mouth. The other three people weren't much better off.
"Delicate! Delicate!" "I want to know who made this cake. Like Mrs. Susan, I'm willing to pay another ten million to invite the chef to visit the Watson family. Although I know this is very presumptuous, I still hope that the chef will agree to my request."
At this time, the kitchen had already quieted down. Others didn't know, but of course they all knew that the piece made by Guo Xie was made by Anthony. This time, Anthony was completely defeated.
"Hello, let's get to know each other. My name is Desjardins." Anthony had already changed his clothes. From Madam Susan's expression just now, he already knew that he had lost, completely lost, to a Chinese person who he did not think would be able to win against him. However, losing was still a loss, and this time, he was convinced of his loss.
"Mr. Anthony, I did not win against you this time. I made this Muse Cake according to your method." Guo Xie stretched out his hand, but didn't move his mouth. However, Anthony heard his voice. Because he'd interacted with adepts before, Anthony could roughly guess Guo Xie's identity. He only nodded his head in response.
"Everyone, audience, judges, the first round of the competition has already ended. However, I think we should save the results for the final match to see the second round of the Celestial Chef Competition." Peels said loudly. However, the crowd below the stage was already in a mess, the cake that Guo Huai made had all been eaten up, but the rest of Anthony's cake had been taken away by the audience, they could not believe that such a dessert would actually lose, and only after the start of the second round did everyone start to quieten down.
"My name is Tim Mark. I'm good at cooking seafood. Please advise me." "This time, it was a short white man who stood up. He was Hilton's seafood chef. Anthony's incident just now made him not underestimate Guo Xie at all." This time, the dish that I am going to make is a Mediterranean Chestnut Prawns and a very simple dish. As long as Mr Nangong is able to cook a dish of seafood that exceeds my Mediterranean Chestnut Prawns, I will concede. "
This time, he was not like last time, because during this time in China, Yu'er had pestered him to make all kinds of delicious food, so he would take some time to look at some delicious food recipes. Of course, with Guo Xie's comprehension ability here, all of the dishes were almost done in one go.
Ma Ke fished out a one-meter-long lobster out of the water and soaked it in a pot of Volga that he had prepared long ago. A moment later, his hands quickly removed the shell of the lobster, and the chefs nodded in succession. Ma Ke was a retired navy, so he coincidentally obtained a recipe, which he then relied on his own tenacity to slowly figure out how to use his hands to open the shell of the lobster. Normal people wouldn't be able to do that, but this method was very easy for Ma Ke.
At this time, Guo Xie also started to move. He did the same thing as Ma Ke, but he was much more violent. He first broke two of the lobster's large pincers, then broke its outer shell and took out a piece of complete shrimp meat.
The two of them looked at each other and nodded as if they were close friends.
"Oh, no, no, Ma Ke, you can't do this. Your hand will be burnt, it will affect your future career as a chef." The oldest chef among the chefs whispered to Ma Ke.
For no other reason than that, Ma Ke directly picked up a stainless steel pot and started to boil the sauce. However, his right hand did not bring any protective gear and held the stainless steel pot directly. Ten minutes later, the sauce had already boiled and the stainless steel pot was red, but Ma Ke still held it in his hand.
"Mr. Wilson, only by touching the temperature of this sauce can I find the perfect temperature for the meat of this Mediterranean lobster. It's almost ready, I'm fine." Ma Ke's other hand was not idle either. He had already picked up a knife and was rapidly cutting the lobster into pieces.
"Now is the time!" Ma Ke shouted. He could already feel that his palm could no longer support the temperature of the stainless steel pot. He poured the sauce directly into the plate containing the lobster.
In the pot, the sauce was prepared, and a moment later, the sauce started boiling as well. However, the pot was already red from the heat, and Guo Tai did not show any signs of pain. In the instant the sauce was overflowing with fragrance, Guo Xie took out a wine gourd, and a ball of wine directly covered the prawn meat under his hand. The originally motionless prawn suddenly trembled, as if it was alive, then the sauce poured over the prawn meat.
"Drunken shrimp in Mediterranean sauce."