Chapter 913: Chapter 912: Snack Kaleidoscope (Part 1)
“…Can my victory be announced now?”
This inquiry imdiately shifted the previously heated judge’s panel into silence.
Lan Fengxian pondered for a while before slowly replying, “If this were a regular culinary battle against ordinary opponents, you wouldn’t have showcased your unique skills. Of course, if your opponent were a top Lin Chef, your classic ‘Three Steams in One’ dish and the essence of steaming would decisively lead , along with my fellow four judges, to unanimously declare your victory!”
Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable uproar in the venue.
A top Lin Chef having no chance of winning against Chef Wei’s classic dish?
The audience didn’t doubt the judgnt of the chief judge, and doesn’t that an…
Thud!
Countless people’s hearts were wildly throbbing or even spasming at this mont.
Lan Fengxian did not continue speaking, and Chef Wei only slightly squinted without asking. Judges from the Jing Chu cuisine segnt, Wang Qian and Duan Hong, exchanged glances, and finally, Duan Hong, wearing glasses with a refined air, spoke up: “The reason is actually quite simple, because this is a culinary battle of equals!”
“They are both journeying on the path!”
“Without tasting the contestants’ dishes and thoroughly savoring and evaluating them, we cannot make an absolute judgnt on the outco!”
A battle of equals!
At these words, silence fell over the venue.
Who is Chef Wei? The so-called Reserve Pastry King, graduated years ago from the ‘Five Chinese Talents’, he has always been active in the Chinese Cuisine World. Although he may not be a household na, when people see this face on the screen, they imdiately recognize him with respect—he is a long-ti renowned top Lin Chef.
Therefore, to be considered equal to Chef Wei, and this evaluation coming from Chef Wei’s teammate’s own mouth.
That weight likely holds more impact than any Great Demon King nickna spreading across the internet.
Even more suffocating is…
This person is a young talent who recently defeated Chef Wei’s senior brother, Ye Feizhou, in the hunting finals.
The audience, both at the venue and watching on television, including the cara operators, all snapped back to reality, imdiately turning the cara quickly toward the other contestant who had been forgotten for almost 10 minutes…
“That’s why I sent Chef Wei, rather than casually sending a Lin Chef,” Huang He remarked, watching the television screen and snorted.
“He’s journeying on the path, his signature dish ‘Big Fish’ has fully proven his culinary mastery!”
anwhile, in high places of famous towers and pavilions within the Chinese Realm, a group of old experts evaluated, “However, being equals is just a general statent. Chef Wei has been journeying on the path for a long ti; he has just begun, can he catch up?”
With such questions, they focused even more intently on the live broadcast.
Click, click, click.
The wheels of the dining cart slowly rolled.
The mont the young talent pushing the dining cart entered everyone’s view, a burst of dazzling brilliance exploded!
“Hmm?!!!”
Brilliant culinary light imdiately engulfed the young talent’s silhouette.
The person, the dining cart, seed to disappear entirely.
For a mont, on the grand Feitian Pavilion stage, there was only a miraculous beam of light soaring upward!
The audience seating facing the stage, upon the high platform, the statue of ‘Flying Saint’ Zhu Qi was illuminated by this light, its surface gleaming with a golden luster as if holy, particularly the golden chopsticks held in Zhu Qi’s hand, reflecting the blinding light from the stage.
Fortunately, the overhead panoramic cara captured this mont well, and once this heavyweight culinary battle concluded, this scene would surely be hotly discussed by the public and recalled repeatedly.
The brilliance ca suddenly and faded quickly, within seconds it was a fleeting mont, yet it was enough to amaze the entire venue.
Silence.
In the massive venue, one could hear a pin drop, exaggerated as it may sound, it wasn’t.
“This, this light is…”
Clatter.
A chair tilted and fell, Lan Fengxian stood up in shock, with hair standing on end. This wasn’t a sign of anger; rather, it was a manifestation of extre astonishnt.
It’s important to know that even a Dragon Chef cannot easily exhibit the culinary brilliance.
This is a state harmonious with the ‘Dao’.
Harmony.
In every aspect, leaving no corners untouched by harmony.
Knowing the difficulty of it all, Lan Fengxian’s response of astonishnt was more exaggerated and outrageous than others.
“The dish… is glowing!” Old Grand Duke Liu’s eyes bulged out, resembling the fierce protector statues in mountain temples.
Glowing dish!
Then, Old Grand Duke Liu’s body started trembling with excitent.
There’s no denying, this long-lost glow, the light of a dish, suddenly reminded this old man of a century ago, when Liu had a Chef God renowned across the world. It would not be an exaggeration to say, back then, Liu was the number one in the culinary world!
Tears welled up.
The old man bowed his head, one drop, two drops, and more tears fell onto his cloth trousers, soaking into them.
The remaining three judges, famous chefs Wang Gong from Sichuan, Wang Qian and Duan Hong from Jing Chu, were equally stunned.
Xia Yu being able to create “glowing dishes” is not considered a secret.
After all, even back in Japan, Xia Yu had publicly demonstrated multiple glowing dishes.
Attentive spectators would rewind the footage, accompanying the birth of those personal classic recipes, like “Shuangjiang Magical Mapo Tofu”, which of them didn’t co with an eye-blinding glowing effect?
Soone familiar with Xia Yu, like Tang Yuqiong, opened her enticing little mouth wide and mumbled to the livestreaming audience, “Chef Wei Zhong, miserable miserable miserable miserable… so miserable!”
“Is it another classic being born?”
In the audience, Ye Feizhou’s fingers almost embedded into the chair’s wooden armrest.
Classic?
Yes, a glowing dish, being crowned as a classic, is truly well-deserved!
Xia Yu silently said this in his heart, pausing his steps, pfft, and twisting his hand to brake, causing the cart’s wheels to be locked by a certain device, fixed in front of the judges’ table, immobile.
At the sa ti, the towering golden Dessert Tower on the cart rushed into everyone’s view.
“This is my dish!” Xia Yu’s mouth slightly opened.
Instantly, a dreamy fragrance blew towards the judges’ seat.
Frozen!
The five judges simultaneously stiffened.
In an invisible, mysterious realm, a kaleidoscope of dreamy, inconceivable pastries sucked them all in. As the kaleidoscope rolled continuously, first was ran. Famous Chef Wang Gong inhaled the beef aroma of ran and said dreamily, “Why does a pastry have the taste of beef ran!”
Still ran.
Famous Chef Wang Qian exclaid, “Wait! It’s soba ran, a slightly bitter and extrely refreshing taste, hmm!”
“No, it’s pasta, Italian pasta, covered with a thick layer of at sauce…”
Duan Hong suddenly neurotically took off his eyeglasses fra, rubbed his eyes, and then looked again at the golden Dessert Tower on the cart, yet saw a big bowl of steaming at sauce pasta.
Chef Wei Zhong barely regained a bit of composure from the recent “dish glowing”, only to be thrown into chaos and suspicion again upon seeing this.
Sniffing his nose, his eyes full of confusion.
“What are they talking about, isn’t this udon noodle, and it’s of the highest grade! Made with wheat flour milled from winter wheat, such flour has a precisely controlled protein content between 8% to 9.5%, belonging to dium-gluten flour…”
“Such noodles, made with 5% sea salt, then kneaded with approximately 42% water, kneading for about 10 minutes, folding, pressing, the process repeated six to seven tis, and then stored in the fridge for 1 to 24 hours…”
“Udon noodles made this way can be eaten cold, can be eaten hot; the most common thod is to cook a pot of seaweed broth, mix with mirin and soy sauce to prepare the ran broth, then serve with chopped green onions and ginger slices, and it’s a true gourt that can be priced and sold on hotel nus!”
His mouth rattled off a spiel.
Suddenly, Wei Zhong broke out in cold sweat, “No, no!”
“He clearly served pastries, having nothing to do with any noodles at all!!”
Phew.
His chest rose and fell fiercely several tis.
With apparent experience in dealing with similar “illusions”, Wei Zhong imdiately closed his eyes, waiting for his breathing and emotions to slightly calm, only then slowly opening his eyes.
Thus, in his vision, the golden Dessert Tower on the cart finally returned to the normal world line.
However.
An array of vivid pastry delights seemingly overlapped with the golden Dessert Tower, creating a magical effect.
There’s an illusion of traversing a wondrous culinary world, even Wei Zhong felt dazed.
Just then, the nearly invisible young chef beside the cart stretched out his hand and grabbed the topmost golden pastry from the towering dessert, holding it in his palm, with a hint of a mysterious smile, he squeezed it.
“Beep—”
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