Food That Doesn't Glow is Not Good Food

Old questions are answered and new ones are created.

Chef Xie Yunfei and Chef Lan Feiyu have discussed who will be the main one?

After all, there is only one winner in the dessert competition. If it were me, I would rather not get both sides at the moment, and I would not let my opponent win.

This is the idea of ​​​​psychologically dark audiences.

But more audiences, especially those special chefs, came to their senses almost immediately through the ingredients that the two of them were processing in the venue.

Chef Xie Yunfei has given up competing...

But think about it, the two contestants on the field have a good relationship in private, obviously they won't fight for the victory of the competition that only one of them is destined to win, not to mention, there is a more dangerous 'enemy' at the moment Staring covetously at the edge, no matter what, there should be no infighting.

Xiaoyun pouted, feeling sorry for her cousin.

Wu Shishi and Yunlong looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

Xie Yunfei made such a choice, somewhat beyond their expectations. Originally, according to the total scores of the previous two rounds, the boy in the distance had a great chance to win the final.

only……

"Pity."

Edward crossed his legs, a trace of regret flashed across his face.

He was eliminated in the preliminaries due to some strange reasons, and he has never played against Xie Yunfei directly, but even so, he has already known a lot about Xie Yunfei's strength through the knockout rounds in the past few days.

If all goes well, Xie Yunfei will most likely become the dark horse to win this competition.

"indeed."

On the side, the younger brother Alphonse couldn't help but nodded.

He once fought against Chef Lan Feiyu, and was even inspired by the other party to advance to a four-star special chef. Chef Xie Yunfei, who was able to confront Chef Lan Feiyu and directly eliminate Chef Akasia, was also inspired by the other party. How strong will it be?

Alphonse sighed softly.

If the Japanese culinary world didn't take that kind of thing as the final prize in this dessert competition, if the Chinese culinary world didn't send Chef Lan Feiyu, if Chef Akasia didn't participate, if the Marquis of Vauban didn't serve as a judge in the final Identity appears...

However, if it is only if, it will never become a reality.

Perhaps everything is inevitable, and it is doomed that the young man named Xie Yunfei can only stop at the runner-up.

Other special chefs and cooks also understood this, and either sighed for the young man in the venue, or felt sorry for him.

Xie Yunfei didn't know that everyone in the venue saw him like this, but even if he knew, he would just shake his head and smile.

Throwing the fourth piece of dough made by the rolling pin onto Feifei's kitchen table, Xie Yunfei didn't stop for a short rest as usual, but moved directly to start processing the next ingredient.

Take the chocolate, put it into several glass containers with a diameter of about [-] centimeters, then put it in a water bath, and melt it over low heat.

During the mixing process, Xie Yunfei rarely used a mixer, and he took advantage of the gap to fetch a marble slab about the size of a kitchen table and a cylinder filled with liquid nitrogen without any hesitation, just like a repeat of the preliminaries , Pour the liquid nitrogen in the cylinder directly onto the marble slab.

At the same time, Feifei was not idle. After putting the fourth dough on the tin foil, to everyone's surprise, she actually stacked the tin foil with four doughs on top of each other, and squeezed the surrounding three doughs with both hands. After the tinfoil and sweet-scented osmanthus, she just fetched a huge piece of tinfoil with a length of one meter, which covered all the dough and tinfoil from top to bottom.

Chapter 442 The So-Called Yiren (God)

Like Xie Yunfei, Feifei's hand movements hardly stopped.

The syrup was still boiling on the stove beside her, but she had already started the next step of cooking.

Just like a repeat of the previous second round, maltose appeared again in the hands of the cooks on the field, but this time, it was no longer Xie Yunfei who dealt with it, but Feifei who had fallen behind again because of this ingredient.

The movements of Xie Yunfei are completely different, Feifei seems to be making dragon beard noodles, gently pulling the maltose with both hands.

The girl who looks like she is dancing has attracted the attention of many male spectators and cooks at this moment.

"Oh, it looks like, Marquis, your idea is about to go to waste?"

Carmen was not very afraid of the Marquis of Vauban. Seeing that Yunfei and Feifei were going to jointly make dessert decorations, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and sarcastically said.

Although there is a huge gap between the six-star special chef and the seven-star special chef, in this world, the seven-star special chef can't completely ignore the words of the six-star special chef.

The Marquis of Vauban turned his head and glanced at Carmen next to him. He didn't know what a joke he had heard. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a rather wild smile.

"Why, am I wrong?"

Seeing this, Carmen continued to ask.

"There is nothing wrong," whispered the Marquis of Vauban.Although he responded like this, the expression on his face was completely different. He even uttered a meaningful "hehe" after the words fell.

This guy seems to have a back hand.

Not only Carmen, Lina, Lloyd, and Huang Shang all had the same thought in their hearts after hearing the words of the Marquis.

Among them, Huang Chang was the most worried. Of course, on the surface, like Lloyd who was sitting on the other side of the Marquis, he just smiled gently.

If it really doesn't work, then we have to... Huh?

Huang Chang cast his eyes on the meeting place while thinking, and the next second, he seemed to see something weird, and he froze in place.

"Isn't this?!" Huang Chang murmured.

Not only him, but other audiences and cooks who followed or participated in the previous rounds of elimination and preliminaries all had similar expressions on their faces.

I saw the young man in the center of the venue, after melting all the chocolate in several large bowls, it was not too hot, and he poured it directly on the frozen marble slab beside him. The preparation was average, and the other right hand holding the spatula moved at the same time, brushing the melted chocolate into a thin layer of chocolate chips with an extremely fast but equally regular movement.

The chocolate chips came into contact with the bitingly cold marble slab, and condensation appeared almost instantly, and even some white frost marks were about to appear on the side directly above, but almost as soon as these frost marks were about to appear, there was still When it didn't appear, the boy put down the container and took another scraper with his left hand, but with a more rapid movement, he scooped up all the chocolate chips and bounced them into the air.