It is not only the end of the dishes, but also the last memories of Lou Ming and his partner.
What the dishes ultimately carry is people’s will!
"The pink phoenix...is made of processed bean sprouts."
"This is the color and fragrance. It should be infected by the juice squeezed from the petals."
Everyone carries chopsticks.
The bean sprouts on the phoenix were easily peeled off, but the main body of the phoenix did not collapse. There were obviously supports inside.
Everyone put bean sprouts into their mouths...
An extremely unfamiliar taste exploded in the taste buds!
"this!"
"It's actually meat!"
"This crystal clear stem-like thing, isn't it a bean sprout?"
"Is this really the meat of Fire Feather Phoenix? I have never tasted ingredients of that level, so I can't be sure!"
But many judges couldn't think that much. The jubilant gourmet cells shouted crazily in the body, urging the host to take the next bite quickly.
These judges are used to eating all kinds of delicious food, and they haven't had this urge in many years!
At first, everyone was a little reserved, but looking at the speed of the people around them taking down their chopsticks, they couldn't help but speed up.
In the end, it turned into a robbery!
Zhang Wei naturally didn't bother to fight with this group of inexperienced people, so he took a few bites and threw his chopsticks aside.
He turned around and said to Lou Ming: "You did a great job."
"Is it just good?"
"I haven't given this evaluation for many years."
Lou Ming was just about to say something when his stomach suddenly cramped!
A fishy smell came from the throat, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!
Zhang Weiyi frowned: "There seems to be a big problem with your body."
"It doesn't matter, I have no regrets anymore."
Looking at his food and the many judges who were snatching it, he said: "Actually, my life ended seventy years ago. Now I am just a zombie."
"The Black List is the hard work of me and the leader. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have survived for so long. Look, my cooking is beautiful, isn't it?"
Zhang Wei nodded.
The judges score!
Red:25!
Delicious and shocking!
Orange:75!
A rare delicacy that you only taste once in your life.
Huang:0!
A classic, a model for chefs!
Even though all the judges were so crazy about it, this result is somewhat conservative.
Looking at the hell on earth outside the dome, the host is fulfilling his responsibility!
"Lou Ming, the contestant on the black list, has achieved an unprecedented result in the Northland Chefs' Feast!"
"Red twenty-five, orange seventy-five!"
"Contestant Lou Ming conquered all the judges. He is the well-deserved strongest player in this feast!"
"Let us give him the warmest applause!"
The host’s voice was thunderous!
Lou Ming is no different from the father of the Black List. Although the trip to the North has failed, this applause is well deserved!
All the people on the black list who were fighting retreated and sheathed their swords!
Thunderous applause for Lou Ming!
But such a move is so unwise on the battlefield!
Many men in black fell victim to Wolf Soldier's sword, but even though they were stabbed several times, the applause never stopped!
"Northland Wolf Soldiers obey orders!"
"Retreat and wait for help, no pursuit!"
The leading wolf general roared and thrust his spear into the ground.
White armor, black clothes...
At the venue, things became clear for a moment!
Sparse applause sounded in the wolf soldier camp...
Gradually...
Gradually like thunder...
"Wine and Beauty Station, tasting begins!"
"Mr. Chef, can you tell me your name?"
"Zhang Wei."
The host said: "Chef Zhang Wei, please present your work."
At this time, the host's voice was still loud, and he was introducing wine and beauties, but everyone's eyes were still on Lou Ming.
With Lou Mingzhuyu in front of me, it is really difficult for a little wine and beauty to interest everyone.
Even the judges are still immersed in the aftertaste of ‘climbing the mountain’, their expressions are full of enjoyment.
Amid the applause belonging to Lou Ming, Zhang Wei opened the semicircular ceramic cover.
Ordinary clay pots, ordinary croquettes...
Compared with Lou Ming's artworks, Zhang Wei's paintings are more like homely colors.
The host asked: "Host Zhang Wei, what is the name of this dish?"
"I did put a lot of thought into this dish, but as for the name... let me think about it..."
"Let's call it Soul of Flavor."
"The flavor of the soul, I think it deserves this title."
Zhang Wei's casual attitude made many judges frown.
Compared with Lou Ming, this Zhang Wei is so different!
At this time, Lou Ming was already extremely weak. He sat aside and said, "Can I also try this dish?"
"Of course, that's what I originally thought."
"This is the last time I eat in my life. I really hope you can give me some surprises."
Zhang Wei chuckled lightly: "If I accidentally snatch your first place, will I let you leave with a trace of regret?"
Lou Ming was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Don't worry, I haven't experienced failure for many years!"
"I'll grant you this wish!"
The conversation between the two was heard clearly by everyone.
How outstanding Lou Ming is, yet Zhang Wei is so arrogant!
In other words... overestimating one's abilities!
This taste, this artistic conception, this breadth...
There is no one in the whole north who can beat Lou Ming!
And none of the sages of all ages could do it!
Red:25
Orange:75
The Northland Chef Feast has a history of hundreds of years, and has never achieved such legendary results!
Zhang Wei cooked hundreds of earthen pots, but only one was served on the table.
Opening the jar, a smell like marinade and spice slowly floated out...
To say that the smell is really strong, the fragrance is indeed there, but it always gives people a strange feeling that is both strange and familiar.
Pour the soup in the earthen pot into exquisite small porcelain vessels, and the judges will take a bowl one by one.
At this time, it was already difficult for Lou Ming to stand up. After seeing this, Zhang Wei poured a bowl himself and handed it to Lou Ming.
"Thanks."
"polite."
Lou Ming looked at the soup in the bowl, slightly puzzled.
"The soup is dark red and turbid, and there are granular unknown substances floating in the soup... The appearance is a bit poor."
"And the smell...how should I put it, it has a unique smell of medicinal food, but it has no smell of ingredients at all, and there is not even a trace of energy."
The same situation occurs among judges.
The well-informed judges looked at each other, completely confused about this fantastic dish.
"This soup tastes... a little strange!"
"With all my years of experience, I can't tell the difference between the ingredients. I can't even guess a single one!"
"Hahaha, it turns out you are like this too!"
"I didn't smell it either. I didn't have the nerve to say it just now..."
Such a mysterious soup suddenly aroused the curiosity of all the judges.
They all took out their spoons and started eating!