"What is this...a technique?"

Everyone widened their eyes and stared at Qin Mo's operation. Even Slov could not help but be attracted by his technique. The satisfaction on his face gradually solidified.

Qin Mo didn't use a frying pan to fry steak! The raw steak with blood was placed on the chopping board. He used a small silver needle to stab the burning and red silver needle into the steak, and used the steak's patterns to heat the meat in the steak! This was the first time these top chefs have seen such a technique! This has used the steak treatment method to the extreme of subtlety, and gave up the whole steak frying and grilling, and frying and grilling the steak with extremely subtle textures! But after a while, the aroma of the steak dispersed and floated out.

The perfect pattern was carved to the extreme by Qin Mo.

Slov's use of a scalpel was already exaggerated, but Qin Mo used silver needles to change the pattern, which was even more exaggerated! After a while, it was even more exaggerated.

The whole piece of raw steak was fryed through a small silver needle. I don’t know how much it was, because the blood of raw meat flows on the outside of the steak, but inside the steak, you can already feel the taste of the meat inside through the intoxicating meat aroma.

Qin Mo gently placed the steak on the plate, and both of them were done.

There is no need to ask any judges to appraise.

Thousands of people present were not only top chefs, but also top gourmets. Top chefs are even much more tricky about the taste than gourmets.

Several chefs standing in the front row couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork and taste it.

At this moment, Slov was a little nervous.

After all, the magical technique that Qin Mo just showed really amazed everyone present, even if he had never seen it.

"Well, Chef Slov's level is unparalleled, with delicate meat and almost perfect taste."

After savoring it, one person commented.

He took another bite of Qin Mo's, chewed it carefully, and frowned slightly.

"It's similar to Mr. Slov's. I feel that there is no difference between the two."

The man continued.

The other people also tasted two steaks respectively.

Most of the evaluations given are consistent.

"The taste of the two is not as good as the same. The magical silver needle fried steak is not as mysterious as imagined!"

"It's almost the same, there's no difference, it's all top-level! It feels hard to decide the winner!"

"Qin Mo can only draw with Mr. Slov by using these methods. I think Slov is better!"

After hearing the comments from several chefs, everyone was disdainful.

They thought that silver needle fried steak could have a surprising effect, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"Mr. Qin, what do you say?"

Slov secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qin Mo with a smug smile, "I'm quite surprised. You can match my level. Since this is a draw, let's have another one?"

Qin Mo glanced at everyone, smiled and waved his hand, "No need, I'll give you a try."

As he said that, Qin Mo picked up two dirty dishes, walked to the water table, and took the initiative to clean the dishes.

Everyone laughed and felt really happy.

Originally they didn't want to attack a young boy, but now this boy automatically admits defeat, which is somewhat self-aware. Only Slov deserves the position of chef.

"I admit defeat!"

"Haha! He knew very well that he would be lucky enough to draw this time and have another game, but he would be tortured by Slov!"

"After all, it's not on the same level."

Everyone laughed and whispered. Qin Mo's initiative to admit defeat was naturally seen as not daring. If there was another round, Mr. Slov would definitely be able to torture him.

Slov also greeted everyone proudly.

"Okay! Let's get busy! Give young people some face!"

Everyone scattered, their respective division of labor was clear, and they started to work hard and prepared meals for Qilin. It was not that easy.

Qin Mo was directly arranged by Slov to wash dishes, and he didn't complain, washing dishes and chopsticks in the corner.

Just then.

"My God! Why is there a piece of a steak of A1 level missing?"

Suddenly, the screams disrupted the busy rhythm of the kitchen.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the man in amazement. Slov couldn't help but stand there.

For a moment, the imperial kitchen was silent.

“I used it.”

Qin Mo, who lowered his head to wash dishes, replied lightly.

People looked straight at Qin Mo in a daze. Everyone was shocked and half opened their mouths, looking in disbelief.

Slov's face looked like a frosted eggplant, and his face was ashes.

"You... were you using A1-level steak?"

He swallowed hard and asked with trembling stuttering.

Qin Mo put down the bowls and chopsticks, smiled lightly, "Yes! Is there any problem?"

What's the problem... This is so problematic! Just now, Slov used the best top A5 Wagyu steak. The price of such a raw steak is more than 1,000 yuan.

Steak grades, from a1.

a5, the best one is a5 wagyu.

The a1 steak used by Qin Mo is only more than 40 pieces per piece, and the difference between the two is a world of difference! Although they are both beef ingredients, they can be said to belong to two different meats. The difference between ingredients is like comparing shrimps and lobsters and abalone! Even so... Qin Mo's taste made with the worst ingredients is the same as the taste made with Slov's top ingredients!! Everyone stood there, stunned like a petrified statue.

"Qin Mo...No! Mr. Qin, Brother Qin! Stop washing dishes, I'll wash dishes for you!"

Slov, who had reacted, rushed over and snatched Qin Mo's bowls and chopsticks. He smiled awkwardly and helped Qin Mo brush up the bowls.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Aren't I going to do it?"

Slov showed a grin that was even worse than crying, "I'll beat! I'll beat! You are the chef! I just want to help you!"

Qin Mo looked at the stunned people with a funny look, "What about you?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and hurriedly lowered their heads, started the work in their hands, and showed their loyalty with their actions.

Compared to cultivating immortals and martial arts, they may not be able to compare with these undead spirits.

But when it comes to cooking, Qin Mo is not inferior to them. The combined number of people is not as good as Grandpa Liu.

However, Qin Mo did not dare to take the meal prepared for Qilin lightly.

If you are not careful, you may be eaten.

This time, Qin Mo had to take out his specialty dishes and strive to get it in one step and capture Qilin's taste buds! Hundreds of huge pots were activated at the same time.

Qin Mo walked in the kitchen, holding a loud horn and directing loudly.

Every dish has undergone his strict procedures and techniques, and any chef who cannot keep up is driven out of the imperial kitchen.

I'm just cooking for my life. If I can't cook well, he will become a dish!
Chapter completed!