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When the waiter placed the finished soup in front of the others, a pure fragrance wafted over, instantly giving the judges a boost of energy. biquge. info

"Why? Why would the soup only contain some radish cabbage and mushrooms? Why would it have such a flavor? I truly do not dare to believe it." Watson, after finishing a bowl of soup, could not help but speak.

"This kind of plain soup is the best soup I've ever had in my life. If the chef is willing to publicize this kind of plain soup, it would be a blessing to the world." The corner of Guo Xie's mouth curved into a faint smile. So what if I'm telling you guys about my methods? Don't tell me that Samadhi True Fire is everywhere on the streets.

Guo Tai nodded his head. According to the Chinese, this big guy was a martial artist, his strength should be at the Xiantian realm. Guo Tai did not know why such a master would stoop down to be a chef in a hotel.

"Beefsteak, Malco can actually make steak. Have you ever seen him make such a thing?" Hill Gale, who had already reflected on the failure just now, asked in a low voice.

"He asked me about steaks a year ago and made a few himself. I thought he was just trying to do something he didn't have." But there was one thing he didn't say, because it was a secret between him and Marko.

"Jack, have a taste of this steak." Four months ago, Marko had made a plain steak and handed it to the dragon, who was preparing to go to the bar for a few drinks after work. Normally, a dragon wouldn't taste such an unpleasantness of food, and even the dragon couldn't believe that such a steak was made by Marko, who was known for his discretion, but for the sake of his friends, the dragon had tasted the steak, which he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"Ma Ke, how did you do it? This steak is too delicious. If this steak is just a little more amazing, then you can enter the Michelin world. Ma Ke, you are a genius, an absolute genius." Of course, the Beastman said excitedly, but the words that Malcolm said after that caused the Beetle to be stunned.

"It's just a small steak, Jack. If you were like me, you would know that we made the wrong meat. They're alive, so we shouldn't disturb them." But today, the dragon was looking forward to it.

Guo Xie still didn't start cooking. When Malco's palm landed on the steak, he laughed. He thought it was some kind of trick, but it was just inner strength. But if he used inner strength to make the steak, it would definitely taste much better than normal steaks.

"You bunch of foreign devils got lucky." He took out something that looked like a steak from his clothes. He was not afraid of the camera in the kitchen, as he took out the steak so quickly that it could not be seen at the current slow speed of the equipment.

What was this young man doing? There was clearly no inner strength fluctuation, but why did he do this? After a moment, without bothering about Guo Xie, Malcolm focused on making the steak under his command.

Guo Huai's fingers slid faster and faster, and the pieces of meat became astonishingly tough. Then the two of them started cooking at the same time. The same butter and basically the same technique. The kitchen was filled with delicious meat fragrance, but clearly, the smell was more delicious on Ma Ke's side.

"Marko lost. I need to think of a way to win against him." The other people didn't see it, but how could they not know about someone who had cooked a steak for decades? The aroma of the beef on Ma Ke's side was too much, but Ma Ke didn't realize this, and even the other chefs didn't see it. They only hoped that Ma Ke could directly defeat this Chinese youth and end the competition.

The steaks were brewing very quickly, and Marko had improved a lot compared to a few months ago. If he hadn't been fighting with Guo Sou, his skills would have surpassed even the dragon's when it came to brewing steaks. At this moment, the dragon was wondering if Guo Sang would suddenly make a mistake and cause Marc, the rising star in the culinary field, to pay the price.

The two of them switched off the fire at the same time. Marko's steak and Guo Xie's meat were put into the plate at the same time. In terms of appearance, this time Guo Xie's meat was a bit worse.

"Elder Nan Gong, I think in terms of appearance, I won against you a little this time." He didn't underestimate Guo Xie, but now he could finally relax. He didn't believe that Guo Xie's cooking ingredients could beat him.

This time, the two of them carried their things to the nine judges. At this time, the nine judges no longer dared to underestimate this Chinese youth.

Marko quickly split the steak into several parts and put it into the plates of the nine judges. They looked at Guo Xie and nodded slightly. The judges looked at him more seriously. They knew that the taste and temperature of the steak affected them greatly. Guo dared to wait, showing that he was confident in his work.

"Ma Ke, come to my hotel. As the head chef, I will double the salary. I'll tell your boss, you don't have to worry about him disagreeing." An old man who had been silent all this time whispered. Malcolm's eyes lit up and he shook his head. He knew this old man had the ability, but he still tactfully refused.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since you've tasted Mr. Marko's steak, please try this piece of meat that I casually made for you." Guo Xie laughed as he said that. A piece of meat about 10 centimeters tall was sliced into eight halves and divided into nine parts. The group was shocked again. He actually dared to cut across. This meant that the chef was confident that this piece of meat was delicious.

Lady Susan and Mr. Watson chose the top and bottom piece, while the others divided the seven pieces equally. This time, Pilkadro also got one piece, which he popped into his mouth with a hint of disdain.

"No, no, no, this isn't beef. What, what is this? Why would I eat such a thing? No, no, no, I am a tailor, the world's most retarded tailor." The best, most promising master of clothing in the United States actually said such a thing, but then the other judges acted as if Cadero was the most normal person.

First, Mrs. Susan, who was no longer a successful woman, stood up and grabbed Guo's hand. Her mouth trembled a few times, but no words came out. Watson kept shaking his head.

"Mr Nangong, I wonder if you would be interested in coming to my hotel? You are not the chef of the hotel, as a friend, I would like to invite you to my hotel." The old man said softly. The audience's eyes were wide open. The outcome of this contest had been decided.

"Bam!"

Gunfire. Someone had shot him at the Hilton.