"Hmph, this guy must not have the confidence to win over me, so he deliberately didn't want an assistant!" Linda thought with disdain. However, as a first-level chef, she quickly put aside her distracting thoughts and devoted herself to cooking.
The assistant beside her was busy constantly, cleaning vegetables and pulling snails out of their shells one by one but they were still alive, while Linda was concentrating on preparing the ingredients.
The two of them were comparing snail dishes, which is considered a pure French dish with many recipes. Linda made a combination of tuna roe and snails, which was a newly innovative dish of hers, and she was extremely confident in it.
Half an hour later, Linda and Feng Ling came out of the kitchen one after another. Linda's face was full of confidence, while Feng Ling's face was calm and there was no clue.
"Miss Linda, please go first!" Feng Ling saw Linda's look and made a gesture with a smile. Linda clapped her hands, and the two assistants each carried a plate and placed it in front of Li Xianhua and Yang Xiyao.
They all come from top aristocratic families, and have been accustomed to fine food and clothing since they were young. It can be said that they are all gourmets, and with their status and cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to lie about such things, so it is perfect to be used as a judge.
Yes.
"This is my newly designed cuisine. The main ingredient is native snails from Saipan, and the auxiliary ingredients are North Sea tuna roe and lettuce!" Linda made a gesture to indicate that Yang Xiyao and Li Xianhua would be normal.
"This dish can really be regarded as a work of art!" Li Xianhua praised. Even though he was used to French food, his eyes could not help but shine. It seemed that Linda had put a lot of thought into the cooking.
Yang Xiyao snorted coldly and didn't say anything. She just picked up the snail meat with a fork and brought it to her mouth. Although she knew that Feng Ling's cooking skills were extremely good, she suddenly remembered that Feng Ling had always been good at cooking.
They are all Chinese and Han Chinese cuisines. How have you ever encountered French cuisine?
The proud and peacock-like foreign girl in front of me really has real talent. From the appearance of this dish, it really feels like a painting.
The tender meat, accompanied by the rich flavor of caviar, blends harmoniously into one. No matter how picky Yang Xiyao is, she has to admit that this is an excellent work.
Putting down the fork, Yang Xiyao looked at Feng Ling with some worry. This guy looked like an idiot and didn't know if he would win.
"I think this dish can score ninety-five points!" Li Xianhua closed his eyes and thought about it for a while before speaking. After saying that, he looked at Yang Xiyao and asked for her opinion.
Yang Xiyao glared at him indifferently and said nothing. She just nodded coldly to agree with his rating.
Linda immediately laughed proudly. With a high score of ninety-five, this could almost be regarded as the level of a super chef, and she indeed performed beyond her level today. The thought of Yang Xiyao's excitement later
She felt very happy to lose face. As a noble and kind noble lady, she would generously waive the bet with Yang Xiyao after a while.
The waiters on both sides immediately brought mouthwash and towels. The judges who tasted the dishes had to completely clean their tongues before tasting the next dish.
Feng Ling smiled lightly and said, "Due to time constraints, I only made one dish!" After saying that, he entered the kitchen and brought out his own dish.