I must say, although this Boris is a bit arrogant in his actions, he does have quite the skill when it cos to cooking.
The French-style baked snails he made are already fragrant and tender, incredibly delicious, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste.
Coupled with his exquisite plating, this gastronomic feast is even more charming.
"Good, good, good! This French-style baked snail is truly perfect~ It represents the refined side of French cuisine!"
"The delicate tableware and picturesque dishes satisfy the sight, the intoxicating aroma of wine satisfies the sll, the delicious taste satisfies the palate, and the intertwined glass and cutlery in this quiet and peaceful space is the ultimate enjoynt of touch and taste!"
Zhou Delong couldn't stop praising it, saying "good" three tis in a row, he was so imrsed in the pleasure of the food that he almost forgot it was a contest!
anwhile, although Lin Yun, Miao Shiyun, and Sun Bowen couldn't articulate such deep comntary and insights, they were also nodding constantly as they ate, not having had enough.
These people, from wealthy families, have tasted all kinds of delicacies, and are usually very particular, yet Boris the chef's French-style baked snails still made them thoroughly enjoy it.
Feeling the long aftertaste of the French-style baked snails in their mouths, they almost wanted to cast their votes directly for Boris.
But thinking about how this was a contest concerning the dignity of Chinese cuisine, they couldn't help but look at Luo Chao's cooking station.
At this mont, they saw Luo Chao holding a wok, with a spatula in hand, constantly stir-frying the fried rice in the pan.
Although the aroma of his fried rice was fresh and appetizing, looking at his actions and sequence, it was no different from a roadside stall chef making fried rice.
In no ti, Luo Chao had finished cooking a pot of assorted egg fried rice.
He then took four plates, divided the fried rice evenly into four portions, and delivered one plate to each of the four people.
"Humph! This kind of food made with leftovers could only be thought of by your historically poor and hungry Huaxia people!" Boris glanced at the assorted egg fried rice Luo Chao served and looked disdainful.
Luo Chao, on the other hand, chuckled and said, "Hehe, Mr. Boris, you shouldn't speak carelessly. Frugality and thrift are traditional virtues of the Huaxia nation!"
"Humph! I don't care about your virtues or anything, we're comparing cuisine, and I only care about the results!" After Boris spoke, he looked towards the four judges.
Initially, Zhou Delong and others were also doubtful about Luo Chao's assorted egg fried rice.
But as soon as Luo Chao placed the egg fried rice on the table and the aroma of scallions and eggs wafted through, they instantly felt an increase in appetite!
This assorted egg fried rice, with plump grains of rice like pearls, the green peas like eralds, and the red ham mixed within making it very eye-catching.
And the yellow and tender eggs, like shimring fragnts of silver, with scattered scallion bits in between, were so visually appealing that it made people drool!
As soon as they took the first bite, the four of them trembled, and then, including the two beauties Lin Yun and Miao Shiyun, they couldn't care less about their image and began devouring it ravenously!
In no ti, the four plates of egg fried rice in front of them were entirely eaten up, not a single grain left in the big plates!
Each of them, with shiny oil around their mouths, patted their bellies and looked up at Luo Chao, with a dissatisfied look, clearly not having had enough!
"Why! Why let taste such delicious rice? What am I gonna do if I can't have it again in the future!" Zhou Delong spoke while tears stread from his old eyes, almost crying out.
The wealthy young audience below saw this unusual scene and couldn't help but whisper and discuss among themselves.
"Hey? What's happening, who won the first round?"
"Can't you tell? Luo Chao obviously won!"
"How do you see that Luo Chao won? I kind of feel that Boris had a better chance!"
"Look, after Zhou Delong ate Boris' French-style baked snails, he only said 'good' three tis, but after eating Luo Chao's fried rice, he almost cried. Which one do you think won?"
anwhile, upon seeing Zhou Delong's reaction, Boris's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Mr. Zhou Delong, who won this round!"
Upon hearing Boris's question, Zhou Delong finally cald down.
He closed his eyes slightly, reminiscing for a mont, and said, "When I ate Luo Chao's egg fried rice, the first bite I tasted the scallion, didn't feel much at first, but then the taste of the scallion mixed with the aroma of rice provided imnse satisfaction to my taste buds!"
"As I continued eating, the crispiness of the egg, the freshness of the scallion, the toughness of the green beans, the tenderness of the ham, the softness of the mushroom, the freshness of the shrimp, each firm and chewy grain of rice made my stomach secrete a lot of gastric juice, truly opening up my appetite!"
"Between my lips and teeth, there's still a faint rich aroma lingering even now! It's been 80 years, and I've never had such delicious egg fried rice, it's really morable!"
After he finished speaking, Zhou Delong smacked his lips again, seemingly eager to eat another big bowl of Luo Chao's fried rice.
Hearing Zhou Delong's words, everyone present nodded frequently, indicating that the outco of the first round was clear.
Just then, Sun Bowen suddenly raised his voice, "Shit! This egg fried rice is so bad, it's totally low-class. In my opinion, Chef Boris's French-style baked snails are still better!"
After speaking, Sun Bowen directly raised a wooden sign with Boris's na on it.
It's known that Boris was hired by Sun Bowen, so naturally, he wanted Boris to win.
He thought it would be a no-contest victory, but he didn't expect Luo Chao's culinary skills to surpass even Boris's.
In fact, he was the one who finished that bowl of fried rice the fastest!
Yet now he blatantly lies, clearly not following principles of fairness and justice!
Of course, all this was seen by Luo Chao, but he just chuckled lightly.
Then, Luo Chao walked slowly to Sun Bowen, patted his shoulder, and said, "Master Sun, I'm sorry my dish was so unpalatable, must have been hard on you! I'll strive to make the next dish more to your liking!"
Sun Bowen was about to mock Luo Chao again when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck, reflexively touching it but finding nothing.
When he ca to, Luo Chao had already returned to his cooking station.
Afterward, Zhou Delong, Lin Yun, and Miao Shiyun all undoubtedly voted for Luo Chao.
With a total vote of one to three, Luo Chao won the first round!
"This is impossible, how could my French-style baked snails lose to this roadside fried rice!" Boris, of course, was not convinced with the results, his face reddened with anger, arguing repeatedly.
But just then, Luo Chao's voice suddenly rang out, "Mr. Boris, there's no point in saying more, try it yourself, I saved a bowl for you!"
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