Chapter 930 Angry
People are withdrawing one after another. The number of people has exceeded three-quarters of the chefs at the entire venue. This is far beyond Yang Ming's expectation. Moreover, the number of people withdrawing is still increasing. None of them have decreased, which shows how famous Nakiri Erina is!
While Yang Ming was observing others, Nakiri Erina was also observing Yang Ming, and thought fiercely in her heart: Hum, Hun Dan, you actually ignored me before, you have the guts to quit, If you don't quit, I will definitely label you as incompetent and make it impossible for you to survive in the cooking world for the rest of your life! ! !
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Five minutes passed quickly. What made Yang Ming dumbfounded was that in the square that was full of people just now, he and the lost Ito Watanabe were the only ones left.
After seeing this scene, the ten judges above frowned, while the Japanese committee members smiled very awkwardly, and at the same time helplessly glanced at the indifferent eldest lady next to them, feeling in their hearts. Zhong Zhong complained feebly: Miss, is this our local competition good? At least give me some face! ! !
This competition seems to have turned into a farce...
Itai Ami saw that only Yang Ming and Ito Watanabe were left among the staff. She twitched the corner of her mouth and thought a little helplessly in her heart, but she still said with a sweet smile on her face: "Ara, look Everyone here doesn’t have much confidence in their cooking skills, but I believe that everyone will be able to cook better food next year. Now we invite our last contestant, Yang Ming from Rose Restaurant, to the stage!!!"
Itai Ami's words pushed Yang Ming to the forefront. The diners in the square and the chefs who left the scene all focused on Yang Ming!
"Damn, this guy is awesome. I think that dish is salmon, right? Come up with a plate of salmon. Do you want to give yourself a break?"
"That's not necessarily true. That guy's knife skills just now are obviously magic. I guess this dish has some surprises."
"Let's watch, let's watch. This is the last one anyway. We won't waste much time after reading the reviews, right?" The audience started to discuss one after another. Some were optimistic, and some were not optimistic. In short, it was a mixed bag. There are all kinds.
When Yang Ming walked to the judges' table with a plate in his left hand, Ami Itai walked over with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Yang Ming, can I ask you a question?"
"Speak!" Although Yang Ming's right hand was not so painful at this time, the pain still made Yang Ming not want to speak.
"Everyone has given up, why don't you give up? Aren't you afraid that your cooking will be criticized?"
"Success often does not belong to the public, right?" Yang Ming did not answer Ami Itai's question directly, but instead pretended to be cool.
After saying that, Yang Ming ignored the confused Itai Ami, walked directly in front of the judges, and said in a slightly apologetic tone: "Sorry, our food preparation personnel were bribed by a hostile restaurant. The original ten people The portion has become one for one person, and I can barely make a dish that can be enjoyed by ten people. I hope the judges can understand!"
The sincere apology instantly won the favor of the six foreign judges present. After all, they had not seen hostility between restaurants before.
Joyce said indifferently: "Of course, as long as your food is delicious enough, then nothing is a problem. After all, this is a competition for the taste of the food, not you serving the guests."
The Japanese judges nodded indifferently. At least Yang Ming was still present. At least he had left a fig leaf for them, right? Therefore, they also decided that as long as Yang Ming's performance was not too bad, they would give Yang Ming a high score to save some face.
Only Nakiri Erina looked at Yang Ming with sneers, her purple eyes emitting an astonishing cold light!
Yang Ming's frankness surprised everyone. Some people felt that Yang Ming was showing off, while others felt that Yang Ming was calm.
When Yang Ming placed the plate in front of Joyce, he said with a smile: "Please taste this most pure salmon!"
"The purest salmon?" Joyce looked at Yang Ming with a half-smile, and reminded him in a joking tone: "Young man, although I like your honesty very much, you can really retain the original flavor of salmon. What? If not, then your most pure four words will probably slap you in the face~"
"Of course." Yang Ming shrugged nonchalantly: "Wouldn't you know if I'm slapping myself in the face after you taste it?"
"Confidence is a good thing." Joyce nodded unequivocally, then picked up the fork, forked a piece of smooth and bright salmon meat, and then slowly put it into his mouth.
The salmon didn't melt in your mouth as expected, nor did it have the lubricating feeling of Ito Watanabe, but it gave Joyce an unexpected surprise. When he chewed it, he felt as if his teeth were opening. Turning a certain switch, the faint smell of the sea filled his mouth. This smell did not have the fishy smell that fish should have, but was replaced by a faint fragrance.
This makes him feel like he is in the deep sea in summer, swimming freely in the deep sea. The fish in the deep sea surround him and accompany him to swim in the deep sea!
Joyce's expression of enjoyment made Yang Ming smile, but Yang Ming did not disturb Joyce's aftertaste. He just slowly picked up the food, walked to the side of the second reviewer, and said to the reviewer With a kind smile, he handed over the food in his hand!
the second!
The third!
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Ninth!
Every judge who ate Yang Ming's food closed their eyes one after another, and then savored it with a look of pleasure on their faces.
When Yang Ming walked in front of Nakiri Erina, he saw the sneer on the corner of Nakiri Erina's mouth. This made Yang Ming say with a bitter smile: "Erina, I hope you can be a fair person this time." , be a fair judge!”
"Fair and just?" Nakiri Erina looked at Yang Ming with a sneer: "You mean I will be unfair? And if you use a piece of salmon to make it for ten people, will it really be delicious? Do you want to use it? Does this defective product insult my God’s Tongue?”
"God's Tongue?" Yang Ming was a little angry when Nakiri Erina insulted his cooking: "Isn't it just a broken tongue? Do you think anyone has it? And you think your God's Tongue can really distinguish all things , ordinary people’s tongues can’t tell the difference?”