2216 You can only criticize after eating more

The youngest among the judges was Abby. She was already an old man in her fifties or sixties, but she still had an unstable look on her face. Her body was leaning forward, and she was about to fall on the table.

Speaking of which, if one really wanted to argue, it could be said that Abby was not gentlemanly enough, but it could also be said that Abby had always maintained a throbbing desire for food.

Also, the chicken was really too fragrant. It was slightly steaming, and its glossy red color made people feel that they could swallow it in one bite.

"It smells so good!" Abby bent over and inched closer.

"It's really strange. It's completely different from our traditional roasted bris chicken." Alexander also opened his mouth.

The most classic way to cook bris chicken in France was to roast it. Among the 20 contestants present, five of them had roasted bris chicken as their main course.

Of course, although the general method was the same, those who could stand in this competition were all the mainstays of the France chefs. The youngest was 45 years old, and they had all been chefs for a long time, so naturally, the details were different.

By the way, the youngest didn't include Yuan Zhou.

"Doesn't it look like the chicken we ate?" Gauss asked Auguste in a low voice.

The main thing was that the fragrance was quite different. The shape was similar, but there were many differences. He had been studying Chinese food in recent years, but there were too many Chinese cuisines, so Gauss was not sure.

"It should be about the same." Auguste had also used 'should'.

He couldn't bear to take his eyes off the chicken. The taste was too attractive, and he felt that it would be a loss if he looked away.

When ju man Li saw that a lady was about to come forward and help him divide the chickens, he immediately waved his hand to signal her to leave. He planned to do it himself!

Ju man Li had to eat more to be able to criticize better. He picked up his knife and fork, ready to start.

Auguste also noticed Juman Li's actions and picked up his chopsticks.""Let's do it together. "

The two of them looked at each other and realized that neither of them was willing to back down. Thus, they could only reach out with a fork and a pair of chopsticks in tacit agreement.

Although the chicken skin was very tight and seemed to be very tough, when the chopsticks and fork came into contact, one could tell that it was an illusion. It was very tender. Just a light touch and one could poke it inside. One could imagine the degree of tenderness.

Then, the audience watched as a perfectly shaped chicken was easily split into two by the fork and chopsticks.

It looked exactly the same, but one side had a chicken head and neck. Auguste had used the advantage of his chopsticks to draw it to his side.

"You seem to have more on your side. It's not fair." Ju man Li said.

"Head chef Yuan, don't you dislike the food you make? so what if you lose your head? you have quite a lot of it too."

"Hehe, of course I don 't. That's why I want to find more flaws." Ju man Li said.

More flaws? "There are no flaws in Yuan Zhou's cooking skills," Auguste muttered to himself. He didn't pay any attention to ju man Li who was looking for trouble and quickly and deftly divided the half chicken into four portions, one for each person.

Now, even if ju man Li wanted to protest, he couldn 't. After all, it was already in someone else's plate.

"Let's split it. " Alexander reminded ju man when he saw that he didn't move.

If the cameras weren't focused on them, Alexander felt that he could do it for them.

Ju man Li finally came to his senses. He did not care about Auguste's stinginess. He quickly divided the chicken into four portions, one for each person, and divided it evenly.

After the distribution, ju man Li looked at Auguste and the others, who were using chopsticks sneakily, and thought,""Using chopsticks instead of a knife, hehe."

As for Adrian and the others, they started to work as soon as the chicken was placed on the plate. The knives and forks were not very useful, and even though the chicken was soft and flavorful, it was indeed inconvenient. However, their actions were definitely not rough, and they were being filmed.

As the top Chef in the European cooking world, it was common knowledge that one had to maintain an elegant form, so even ju man Li thought that the fork was not very good, but he thought it was an illusion.

On August's side, other than Anthony, Gauss and Manfeld had both eaten Yuan Zhou's food before. Therefore, they had a slightly stronger resistance and ate slowly.

Anthony didn't care so much. He used his fork to pick up a piece of chicken breast and stuffed it into his mouth. The piece of chicken meat, which was slightly larger than his mouth, was caught in his mouth. The strong fragrance filled his lips and teeth. He then wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Her movements should still be as graceful and proper as ever.

French cuisine required the use of many spices, especially Anthony's superb methods. At this moment, he had to admit that he could only distinguish more than half of them, and at least a third could not be distinguished.

He didn't even need to bite down on it. The tender chicken meat automatically melted in his mouth. The smooth and tender feeling seemed to still remain in his mouth, but the chicken meat had already reached his stomach through his throat.

"It's so fragrant. Although it's soft and mushy, it's not dry at all. It's so fragrant and tender. It's extremely delicious. It doesn't have the stubbornness of ordinary chicken breast at all." A satisfied smile appeared on Anthony's face."No wonder Auguste and the others hold Yuan chef in such high regard. Even I don't have the confidence to defeat him in one fell swoop. It seems like this time, Steele should be able to learn a lot."

Anthony was a good teacher. Even at this moment, he could still think of his apprentice, Steele. He felt that he could definitely learn a lot if he could compete with a great chef like Yuan Zhou on the same stage.

As for the concerned Steele, she was concentrating on cooking the last dessert, and it seemed that she would be done in less than half an hour.

Every move of the judges on the stage was magnified on the big screen, and the audience watched very carefully. Of course, the beauty of the chicken was also clearly visible.

"Don't you think that chicken was especially delicious?"

"It looks very appetizing. Don't even say that the judges finished it all. I think the taste will definitely be good."

"You're eating so seriously, I'm hungry. "

"I think we can include the trip to China in our itinerary."

When the audience saw the judges 'performance, it was as if there was a fragrance that was constantly seducing their taste buds, so their resistance to Chinese food unconsciously decreased a little.

Whether it was the taste of the chicken or the skin, it was impeccable. Even the bone marrow was fragrant, which completely met the strict requirements of braised chicken.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't chew the whole bone, ju man Li was still very satisfied with the bone marrow before he threw the broken bones away.

"How is it?" Augustus asked Juman li despite already knowing the answer.

"It's okay. It can be used as dinner. " Ju man Li wiped his hands slowly with a napkin, and the words he spat out were deliberately cold.

"What?" Auguste was a little dumbfounded. The person who had just gobbled up the food had the nerve to say that it was okay?

Auguste had known ju man Li for many years, and he knew that he was thick-skinned, but he did not know that he was this thick-skinned.

Even Alexander and the other two, who had been standing on ju man Li's side, blushed a little. They thought that the chicken was great.

However, as a team, they didn't speak after ju man Li spoke.

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