Chapter 1481 - : It’s Just A Tongue

Chapter 1481: It's Just A Tongue

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Everyone looked at Harris in shock. He could have won that vote easily, but he stepped out to reject it.

"The Invincible God of Cookery indeed. That's very admirable," someone lamented.

Everyone started seeing Harris in a different light. This was a form of respect towards his opponents, and it also ensured the fairness of the competition.

This uncle is quite interesting. Mag also took an interest in Harris.

He didn't have a good impression of people who challenged him. After all, he had to waste his time to face these random duels. Not only that, he might trigger random missions as well.

However, Harris had displayed his top-notch culinary skills and his pride as a chef. He had already made some of the other chefs change their perceptions.

If the vote became invalid, it would mean that this would be a tie of 2:2, and that would make the second round of the competition lose its validity. That means that there would be no conclusion to today's duel. Scheer clenched her fists tightly subconsciously. She knew very clearly what the chain reaction for losing this vote would be.

She could also feel the gazes coming from everywhere. As she was the leader of the Buffett Family, her pride would not allow her to make such a decision in such a situation.

Scheer looked at Harris, and seriously said, "I will try it personally, and make a fair judgment."

"Ian really made the right choice for the heir," Harris said with a smile, and motioned for Scheer to go ahead.

Scheer picked up her pair of chopsticks. The chopsticks grazed past the trip and paused at the beef. However, Michael had already tried the beef, so she continued moving her chopsticks and grazed past the ox scalp. She paused and hesitated between the ox heart and ox tongue.

The ox's heart and tongue were both very strange parts. Just thinking about it made her feel like her stomach was about to flip.

She really could not understand why Mag would use such strange ingredients to cook. There were so many parts on an ox that he could use like the ribs, the meat, the bones… but he had to choose all those.

Scheer glared at Mag. Although she admired his talent a lot, right now she just wanted him to make something new for her.

Mag smiled. He also motioned for her to help herself.

Some foods were really hard to accept for certain people. He couldn't accept dark cuisines like balut.

Scheer was already very bold for attempting. He hoped that she would not be disappointed.

I'll just eat it. It's just beef offal. I can just swallow it, Scheer thought to herself with annoyance. The gazes all around triggered her pride. She did not want to be looked down on. Her chopsticks stopped at the ox tongue, and she picked a piece up.

The ox tongue was braised to the color of the gravy and cut into thin slices. There was a gradient from light to dark from the center of the piece out. It was covered with a layer of shiny red chili oil, and was garnished with some white sesame. The scent of the braised beef mixed with the fragrance of chili oil wafted over. If no one had told her that was ox tongue, she would not have recognized it.

However, since she already knew that this was an ox tongue, she could not help but imagine a tongue dripping with saliva, and she slowly could no longer look at the ox tongue between her chopsticks anymore.

"Scheer, you can do it. It's just a tongue," Scheer told herself. She appeared as calm as before as she tried to suppress all other thoughts. Her hand trembled as she slowly put the ox tongue into her mouth.

She wanted to just swallow it whole, but the chili oil on the ox tongue was a little too pungent. In order to maintain her elegant image, she decided not to swallow.

Since the ox tongue was already in her mouth, it was too late to spit it out. With so many people watching her, if she could not handle this situation properly, her image that she'd built up for all these years would be broken.

Let's just give it a try. Although she was very unwilling, and the ox tongue kept surfacing in her mind, Scheer still managed to stay calm. She even started chewing on the ox tongue, savoring its taste, just like a professional judge.

The hot chili oil had already started burning in her mouth. For someone who did not like to eat spicy food, the spiciness was already a little over her comfort level.

She started chewing on the ox tongue with a strange feeling inside. The ox tongue full of saliva in her head suddenly seemed to have actualized and gone into her mouth.

However, in a split second, she felt a tender texture, and her mouth was filled with a strong fragrance, slapping that imaginary ox tongue out of her mouth.

"Mmm~"

Scheer could not help but let out a soft moan.

The burst of flavor in her mouth caught her off-guard. She squeezed her legs together subconsciously, and her body tensed up.

It was similar to the fragrance of beef, but there were some differences. The texture was soft and crispy, which was extraordinary. The ox tongue started dancing in her mouth and teasing her taste buds under the coat of the gravy and chili oil, making her want more.

At that moment, she had forgotten her fear and despise for the ox tongue as she indulged in the beautiful experience it brought her.

The tongue dripping with saliva, the tongue rolling up grass… all of that was cast away.

She saw grass, a field of grass, an azure blue sky, and an ox eating grass.

She felt as though she was lying on the field of grass, smelling its fresh scent, and feeling the pulse of the earth.

A black ox walked over to eat the grass by her side. The grass rolled around its tongue, and that did not look dirty at all.

Everything was serene and beautiful.

Scheer opened her eyes slowly. She had already unknowingly swallowed the ox tongue. Its smell still lingered around her mouth, as though it was reminding her to take another piece of ox tongue.

"This ox tongue is surprisingly tasty. It could even change one's fear and inherent prejudice against it. When you first know that this was a piece of ox tongue, you might be very repelled to try it, but once you tasted it, you would realize its irresistible taste, and might even be hooked to it." Scheer put her chopsticks down, and seriously said, "The 18-year-old maiden's dress is the most beautiful dish I've ever seen. However, if I had to choose between these two dishes, I would choose the husband and wife lung slice. Its taste gave me a bigger surprise."

"Wow!!!"

A round of applause erupted within the area. They were applauding the ox tongue and also Scheer's courage.

How delicious must the ox tongue be for it to allow someone to cast away their fears and give up their prejudices towards it? It gave the audience a lot of room for imagination.

Most importantly, Scheer had made her choice to give her vote to Mag.

It seemed that Mag had won.