"Oh my god! It smells so good!!!"
Everyone's eyes fell on the large wine jar placed on the stove at the entrance of the restaurant. The sealed jar mouth had been opened, and the incredible fragrance came from the jar. 【~新~思~路~中文~hand typed】
If the fragrance of the fresh river soup before was tempting, then this fragrance is amazing. It came from nothing with just the action of uncovering the lid.
The strong aroma overflows and almost instantly overwhelms the aroma of the river soup, seafood, meat, mushrooms... and the faint aroma of wine. The wonderful combination brings an incredible fragrance, which makes people fall into it at once. .
The onlookers who had previously been full of mockery all closed their mouths now, swallowing their saliva and looking at the wine jar next to Mag. What is in it? Why does it smell so good!
"How...how could this happen..." The bald man opened his mouth wide. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fragrance that continuously poured into his nose had destroyed most of his self-confidence.
"Is this Buddha Jumping Over the Wall? The fragrance is indeed better than the fresh river soup, but the soup is more about taste after all." Sith slowly clenched his fists and muttered to himself, his eyes becoming a little nervous.
"The smell... is so good!" Randy forgot to put the peeled river shrimp in his hand into his mouth. He opened his mouth slightly and unconsciously stretched his neck to look in the direction of the wine jar.
"How is this scent possible?" Candace, who was sipping soup, suddenly raised her head and looked at Mag in disbelief.
Robert, Fei Peter, Ives and others also stopped holding the spoons in their hands and looked in the direction of Mag with surprised faces. They were all obviously shocked by the fragrance.
"Boss, do you really want to use this small bowl? Is it too small?" Yabei Mia came forward with a stack of small bowls and whispered.
"They don't give me any money, so a small bowl is enough." Mag whispered calmly, took the small bowl, and started filling the soup.
Six small bowls of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall are served, each with four small pieces of ingredients, and each bowl is different.
"Send it to the judges and the Sith boss." Mag put down the spoon, then looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Buddha jumped over the wall, please taste it."
Bowls of Buddha Jumping over the Wall were placed in front of the judges, and the last bowl was given to Sith.
Mag picked up the bowl of river soup that Sis had handed him earlier, signaled to Sis, then scooped it up with a spoon and took a sip. The taste was warm and fragrant. The deliciousness of the river was perfectly released, and there was no trace of it. The fishy smell is indeed worthy of a bowl of good soup, which is better than most chefs.
"Good soup." Mag gave Sith a thumbs up, and then put the bowl aside. He was too full just now and couldn't drink a bowl of soup.
The corner of Sith's mouth moved and he glanced at the bowl that Mag had put aside. He couldn't tell whether Mag's words were a sincere compliment or a polite word.
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall has been placed in front of the judges. Compared with the large bowl of Hexian Soup, the small bowl containing Buddha Jumps Over the Wall seems a bit small, estimated to be only about one-fifth of the Hexian Soup.
"Although the soup has an attractive aroma, isn't the boss too stingy? He only gave me such a small bowl." A passerby couldn't help but complain.
However, most people's eyes are focused on the five judges at this time. Both sides of the duel have already presented soup. Who can win this duel, the result lies in the hands of the judges.
"How...how is this soup made?" Candace looked at the brown soup in the small bowl in front of her with a confused look. There was a piece of transparent shark fin in the soup, a piece that seemed to be chicken, and a piece of chicken. There was a piece that seemed to be some kind of fungus, and a piece of unknown meat.
She has stayed in Luodu for more than 40 years, has friends with most chefs, and has tasted countless delicacies, but she has never encountered a soup with such an aggressive aroma.
And this kind of aggressiveness is not offensive, but it makes him want to surrender as soon as he comes into contact, which makes him face his own impulse.
Of course, this wording is a bit inappropriate, but this is how she feels now.
It's amazing how a seemingly chaotic combination actually blends perfectly into a wonderful scent that's irresistible.
Soup has always been regarded as a side dish on the table.
But if there is a table of food in front of you now, even if it is a palace banquet, the aroma of this soup will make it the absolute protagonist.
Mag's previous arrogant behavior made her have a very bad impression of him, but the soup in front of her made her unable to help but want to try it.
"As a fair judge, tasting is my duty, so I'll just take a bite." Candace convinced herself in her heart, then picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into her mouth.
The delicious soup slowly infiltrates the taste buds, and then like a sudden storm, a crazy thirty-song chorus begins!
The deliciousness of seafood, the mellowness of meat, the fragrance of fungi...all kinds of flavors appear one by one, playing an addictive music on the tip of the tongue.
"Oh! Incredible taste! How the delicious taste of so many ingredients is incorporated into a small mouthful of soup. Not only is it not obtrusive at all, but the rich layering makes people addicted. This is simply a master-level cooking skill, amazing. "After swallowing the soup, Candace couldn't help but admired.
As soon as she said the words, she felt something was wrong, but looking at the wonderful bowl of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in front of her, she really couldn't say anything against her will. It was a blasphemy against her beliefs and the career she had persisted in for decades.
The people watching were quiet for a while, and they all showed surprise.
The Queen of Cooking was criticized outright by Mag before, but now she praises Mag so highly. Isn't this incredible?
"Boss Mai, you never disappoint." Fei Peter looked at the small bowl in front of him, and with tears in his eyes, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth.
In his career, there was one Waterloo, and that was the last showdown between McGonagall and Richie. As an excellent critic with a vicious tongue, he could only complain about his boss being too stingy, which made him have a lot of doubts about his own. Careers cast great doubt.
For this reason, he stopped writing for a week, then regrouped and decided to go to Maimi's Restaurant to pick holes and regain his self-confidence.
From that day on, every day for him was Waterloo.
Waterloo feels good for a while, and it feels good all the time.
So far, he has only concluded one thing: Boss Mai, you are so stingy!
this……
It's really disappointing.
The delicious soup sweeps over the taste buds. The rich layering brought by dozens of ingredients is amazing, and the fusion of delicacies makes people indulge in it, like wandering in warm spring water, making you want to sleep comfortably.
"Sure enough...Boss Mai is still too stingy!"
Fippet opened his eyes, looked at the small bowl, and burst into tears.
Whispering Rivers and Lakes
It's a bit late~~Sorry, please give me a monthly ticket!
