Chapter 357: Little Tricks

Gu Zheng prepared some ingredients in advance and sent them to him.

The other party's ingredients were also laid out. The main ingredient used by this Egyptian chef was pigeons, which were not small in size. There were also beef and mutton next to the pigeons, and many fruits. This combination made Gu Zheng look a little puzzled.

The combination of ingredients in food is very important. A good combination can make the taste more prominent and delicious, while a bad combination will only make the taste worse, just like ordinary people cooking, trying to match salt and sugar together, it must be unpalatable.

Some chefs can match these conflicting ingredients together, but most of them force the combination to cover up the conflicting places, but in the end, their respective characteristics are not highlighted.

A few chefs can match conflicting ingredients well, but this is definitely the level of top masters. This Egyptian chef puts fruits, beef, mutton and pigeons together, and I don't know if he can match them well.

If he can really do it, then his strength is not low. Even if he participates in the Chinese Food Competition, he can get a good result such as the top ten, and if he is lucky, even the top three.

Gu Zheng didn't know if this opponent was such a master, but even if he was, it didn't matter. Gu Zheng's cooking skills were far better than theirs. Not to mention the top ten in the Chinese Food Competition, even the first-placed ones would have no chance of winning against Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng was not just a little bit better than them. Now, Gu Zheng could be called a fairy chef.

Gu Zheng just took a look and started to pack his ingredients.

What he was going to do today was very simple. It was what he had thought about doing before he came. It was also his famous food, chicken blood soup.

Chicken blood soup was a familiar dish for Gu Zheng. It was also the most common food that Gu Zheng had made besides fried eggs.

Killing chickens and cooking soup, after a while, the rich aroma spread out.

Many people sniffed unnaturally and looked at Gu Zheng. Sir Brown was standing not far behind Gu Zheng, and he couldn't help sniffing.

When Gu Zheng started cooking, Sir Brown did not bother him at all. It was not just Sir Brown, but other people as well. Although many famous chefs were unwilling to participate in such activities, thinking that the nature of the activities had changed and turned into entertainment among the nobles, those who could really come here were all famous chefs.

Without real strength, they would not be invited.

The chefs who were invited all had a very high status in this industry. Even if these people were nobles, they had to respect them. These people were not private chefs hired by them, but their own employees, and they could arrange them as they wanted.

In fact, it was not just chefs. People in any industry would be treated the same way when they reached the top. Painters, writers, or sculptors, even carpenters, etc., the real top masters, were treated the same.

The Egyptian chef opposite had already stewed pigeon meat and beef and mutton, and began to clean up the fruits.

From his appearance, these fruits were really going to be cooked with meat. If fruits and meat were cooked together, ordinary people would definitely not eat what they cooked. I just don't know how this Egyptian chef dealt with it.

Gu Zheng's chicken soup was soon stewed, and the chicken was taken out, and he began to prepare to cook the chicken blood prepared in advance.

The chicken blood was boiled in, and the chicken blood soup really began to take shape, and the extremely fragrant shape appeared again.

Extremely fragrant shape, a myth in the Chinese chef world, even many Western chefs have heard of it, but they just heard it and listened to it as a story. No one thought it was true.

Especially when the white smoke turned into a chicken shape, many people screamed.

Some nobles wanted to come to Gu Zheng's side and watch carefully, but they were stopped by the staff. Sir Brown also ran over and stopped these people from approaching. He was worried that these people would affect Gu Zheng's cooking.

"It's really a chicken, how did he do it!"

"It's amazing, I want to record it, it's incredible!"

"Is he a chef or a magician, I prefer to believe that he is a magician!"

"It smells so good, I want to eat a bite, damn, why am I not a judge!"

Many people were talking there, these nobles were outspoken, and those famous chefs were a little dazed. Not to mention the rich fragrance, it was absolutely unique to be able to change the white mist in the pot into this.

No one would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Even if they saw it with their own eyes, some people would want to see if there was some mechanism in the pot that made it look like this.

"What a nice smell, where does the smell come from?"

"I've smelled this smell before, I smelled it again in Paris two days ago!"

"Who can tell me what is so fragrant, I want to eat it, I must eat it!"

"Is Master Gu here too, how can there be the smell of his chicken blood soup?"

Outside the exhibition center, many people stopped and did the same action, that is, sniffing to smell this fragrance. Some people have smelled it in Paris before, and there are also Chinese tourists who have smelled it in Shanghai and know the origin of this fragrance.

Especially for tourists in Shanghai, many people know what this fragrance is as soon as it comes out.

In the crowd, a girl holding several kinds of skewers suddenly raised her head, sniffing quickly, and then couldn't help but walk forward, and the direction she walked to was the exhibition center.

Gu Zheng didn't know the reaction outside, and he wouldn't care if he knew, he continued to make the chicken blood soup in front of him.

People outside are looking for it, while people inside are suffering. They experience the feeling of Chang Feng and Chang Le at the beginning. Such a strong fragrance, but they can only smell it but cannot eat it, is really a pain.

Sir Brown also has this pain, but he is more excited.

His investigation includes the situation when Gu Zheng made chicken blood soup. At that time, he felt that it was a bit exaggerated. Even if the chicken blood soup made by Gu Zheng was one-tenth of the rumored situation, then Gu Zheng was also amazing.

But unexpectedly, all of this is true. There is really such a fragrance that makes you crazy and almost uncontrollable. It is absolutely a huge torture to smell it and not eat it.

But he is also happy at the same time, because Gu Zheng represents him. The better the food Gu Zheng makes, the greater the possibility of his winning. Even if he gives half to Gu Zheng, he can gain a lot.

More importantly, he will also gain fame and reputation among the nobles, and can hit his opponents hard, killing two birds with one stone.

The Egyptian chef on the opposite side also raised his head, frowning. His fruit had been processed and was ready to be put into the pot. His cooking skill of cooking meat with fruit was a unique skill he had recently developed. Others would never do it, and the taste was absolutely unique. He was confident that he could beat anyone.

Because the stakes were high this time and it was the first match of the day, he used his unique skill. He was very confident at first, but now he smelled the fragrance of Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup, even he was less confident.

This fragrance was really too strong.

This was because he didn't know that the fragrance had spread far away, not only at the food festival, but also in the nearby Lyon city. The fragrance of chicken blood soup spread ten miles away, and it was ten miles away, not a bit wrong.

The smile on Sir Brown's face became more and more intense. Foreign food competitions also pay attention to color, fragrance and taste. In terms of fragrance alone, Gu Zheng has won an overwhelming victory.

In contrast to him, Gutland looked particularly solemn at this time.

The winery is his most important industry. If he loses, his net worth will be greatly reduced. Although his father has given him all the shares of the winery, he must know that if he loses the bet on the winery, his legs may be broken.

He must not lose this time, and he can't afford to lose.

He can't bribe the judges. The five judges are notoriously stubborn. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so convinced. Bribing them is impossible.

The judges have no choice but to start with Gu Zheng. However, Sir Brown is not jealous. It is not easy to play tricks in front of Sir Brown.

Once caught, he will not only lose, but his image will plummet, and he will not be able to continue to mix in this circle in the future.

At this time, Gutlang has already had countless thoughts in his mind.

The Egyptian chef put the fruits into the pot, not together, but separately, and the time is very tight, one per minute, with no difference of a second.

After a while, his fruit and meat were ready. After it was served, a strong meaty aroma came to the nose. Although the meaty aroma was strong, it was not greasy, and there was a fresh sweetness in the meaty aroma.

Gu Zheng's sense of smell was far superior to others. Even from a distance, he could smell the aroma of the other party's food. He could judge from the aroma that the other party had successfully matched fruits and meat. This was a chef with absolute strength.

Unfortunately, he met himself. No matter how strong he was, he could not be his opponent.

Before the match, someone had already notified the five judges and told them about the bet this time. The bet was very big, much bigger than usual. They arrived soon. No matter who won, their Food Association would get another sum of money to help the Food Association develop better.

The European Food Association is different from China. As a purely non-governmental organization, they need a lot of capital injection, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain.

Don't think that chefs don't cost money. All kinds of learning, various activities, and even various high-end ingredients require a lot of money to maintain.

The five judges were all quite old, the youngest of whom was 69 years old and a leader in the European food industry.

After tasting the Egyptian chef's fruit and meat, the five of them nodded silently.

They had eaten the food made by this Egyptian chef many times. Although this person was powerful and attached great importance to money, they had to admit that he was a genius, a genius in the cooking world.

The food he made was really good. Before, even the judges had never thought that someone could cook fruit and meat together, and the combination was so perfect.

The meat was mainly pigeon meat, supplemented by beef and mutton. Beef and mutton had a stronger fishy smell, while pigeon meat was colder. The two were complementary in nature. The fruit was the finishing touch. No one had ever thought of using fruit to neutralize the fishy smell of these meats. The sweetness of the fruit neutralized the fishy smell, and its freshness was perfectly preserved.

The Egyptian chef was very successful. His dish could get high scores even in the Chinese Food Competition.

After tasting the delicious food of the Egyptian chef, several judges looked at Gu Zheng. They also smelled the rich fragrance, which made them look forward to it.

"Gutrang, I have a way to make you win!"

Little John suddenly walked to Gutrang's side and said in a very low voice. Gutrang raised his head and looked straight at him.

Before, Gutrang had been worried. He was confident in the Egyptian chef he invited, but Gu Zheng's fragrance was too good, which made him eager to taste it. He almost couldn't help it. He didn't know if the Egyptian chef could beat Gu Zheng.

"What method?"

Gutrang asked carefully. Little John looked around and whispered again: "I have a robot aircraft here. It's very small, about the size of a mosquito. It can carry a strong acid that destroys the taste. Just put a drop in it and the food will be ruined. But I won't do it. If you want to do it, control it yourself!"

Little John does have this small aircraft. It's really small. Because it's small, the things it can carry are very limited. And the control distance is very short, so it's not so easy to control.

This was originally left by Little John for himself to use against his opponent in the future. But after smelling the fragrance of Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup, he didn't have that much confidence in Gutrang's Egyptian chef, so he simply gave this trick to Gutrang first.

At the same time, he is also a cautious person. He will never do this kind of thing himself. Even if Gutrang fails, it has nothing to do with him. He will not admit that he provided the things.

Gutrang will not be stupid enough to give him up. That will not do him any good.

"Okay, give it to me!"

Gutrang only thought for a few seconds and nodded. He couldn't lose. Even if the Egyptian chef might win, he had to be fully prepared.

Little John took out a cigarette and gave it to him. Inside the cigarette was the small aircraft. The small aircraft needed a transmitter, and the body of the cigarette was the transmitter.

When giving Gutrang the cigarette, Little John also avoided surveillance and didn't leave any trouble for himself.

After telling Gutrang how to control the small aircraft, Little John left. Whether it could succeed depended on Gutrang's luck. If it succeeded, it would be fine. If it didn't succeed, it would be bad luck for him. Anyway, Little John only gave him this one and could only help him this time.

Gu Zheng, who was making chicken blood soup, raised his mouth quietly.

The conversation that the two thought was top-secret was actually heard by Gu Zheng. As long as Gu Zheng was willing, no one's conversation here could be concealed from him. The two actually conspired to use such a despicable method to deal with him.

Don't say that Gu Zheng already knew it. Even if Gu Zheng didn't know, they couldn't succeed.

Even if they succeeded, that would be really bad luck. They dared to destroy the food made by the cooking skills of the Immortal Tie. The spirit of the weapon would never let them go. It would probably be time to torment Gu Zheng for revenge.

Gu Zheng ignored their tricks and continued to make chicken blood soup. After a while, five bowls of chicken blood soup that made people want to pounce on them and eat them came out of the pot. The people around stared at these bowls, wishing they could grab them and eat them.

This is the second chapter of yesterday. It's a bit late, please forgive me!