"Practiceability is the most important thing in knife skills. These potato cubes from Harris may seem ordinary and messy, but they have included all the variations. No matter what dish you want to make, you can choose and match the best cutting method." Jie Free raised his hand and pointed at Harris, "My vote is for him."
"3:2, Master Harry wins!"
someone in the crowd exclaimed.
However, this result is not too surprising. This is a wonderful swordsmanship showdown. The two interpret their exquisite knife skills in different styles.
However, for the regular customers of Maimi Restaurant, it is still not easy to accept that Boss Mai lost.
"Little friend, it seems that I won the first game." Harry looked at Mag with a smile.
Mag nodded slightly, acknowledging the result.
Although he has used his knife skills to the extreme, as Jeffrey said, the skills displayed by Harris represent comprehensiveness and practicality, which means returning to nature.
And he knows his level well. He can perform the dishes he has learned in the God of Cooking Trial Ground to the extreme. However, if it is a dish he has not learned before, he cannot guarantee that his knife skills can achieve the desired effect. It's the gap between him and Harry.
"The boss actually lost." Yabei Mia said a little disappointed. She had never seen her boss lose before.
"It seems that this chef is indeed very powerful." Phyllis looked at Harry nervously. If Mag loses, will they lose their jobs collectively?
For a moment, everyone in Maimi's restaurant looked a little nervous.
"It doesn't matter, it's just the first show. The boss is as good as anyone in cooking." Elizabeth said calmly.
"But does the boss have any cold dishes that he is good at?" Yabei Mia said a little worriedly: "In my impression, he doesn't seem to have made cold dishes yet, and there is no cold dish on the menu, right?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and suddenly realized the seriousness of this problem.
Harry looked at Mag and said: "Since you have no doubts, our first knife duel has come to an end. I am temporarily leading 1:0, and then we will start the second duel: the cold dish duel. The duel is The rules are also very simple. One person will cook a cold dish, and then the referee will taste it and decide the winner. What do you think?"
"I agree." Mag nodded and returned to his stove. The first defeat gave him a sense of crisis and allowed him to see the true strength of the world's top chef.
Exquisite knife skills can be accumulated through decades of hard work, and he relied on the experience of the God of Cooking Trial and the direct instillation of top chefs. It was like taking a shortcut, getting higher and higher, and the basic foundation was too much. Vain.
Of course, this doesn't stop him from making delicious food according to the recipes.
For cold dishes, the only choice he had now was Husband and wife's lung slices.
This also made him a little lucky. If he hadn't drawn this dish before, he wouldn't know how to deal with this situation now.
The audience gradually calmed down. The first knife skills competition was so exciting that naturally people were looking forward to the second formal cooking showdown.
"Okay, before the game starts, I want to recruit a volunteer from the audience." Harry swept his eyes across the crowd and said with a smile: "The cold dish I want to make is called: Eighteen The ingredients for the girl's skirt are all ready, but there is one eighteen-year-old girl in a skirt who is missing to help with the tray. I wonder if any girls would volunteer?"
Is there such an interesting thing?
The crowd suddenly became a little commotion, and some girls in skirts were eager to try, but they were too shy to come out.
"me!"
Vanessa raised her hand and signaled loudly.
"Ms....Ms., you are only sixteen years old, not eighteen yet." Luo La pulled the hem of her skirt and reminded her in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't tell me and uncle doesn't tell me, who knows." Vanessa replied quickly in a low voice, still holding her hands high.
"Okay, then please invite some beautiful girl to come forward." Harry's eyes fell on Vanessa, and he waved with a smile.
Vanessa walked forward happily, bowed slightly to Harry, and said happily: "I am a loyal fan of yours. I have read all your challenge records and am very curious about your brick delicacies."
"Look at that little mouth, it looks like it's been covered with honey. You'll be allowed to eat it with the judges later." Harris laughed so hard that his eyes went out.
"Thank you." Vanessa said happily, turned around, winked at Mag, and mouthed "Come on."
"Duke, is this going to be too high-profile for Miss?" Lola asked worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, this is what she should do at her age. She has been suppressed for too long, and it's time for her to be released." Abraham looked at Vanessa with a smile. In a few days, her brother will It's time to take her back, and there aren't many opportunities like this.
The girls in the crowd who missed the opportunity couldn't help but feel a little regretful. After a little hesitation, they missed the opportunity to taste the food with the judges.
People's eyes fell on Mag, wondering if Mag would also need help. Such an opportunity must not be missed.
Mag glanced at Vanessa, then his eyes fell on the audience present, and said calmly: "The cold dish I want to make is: husband and wife's lung slices, do you have..."
"Me, me, me!" Before Mag finished speaking, Georgi had already grabbed Miranda's hand and squeezed out of the crowd.
"Husband...husband and wife lung tablets?"
Does Boss Mai’s dish require a volunteer couple to donate their lungs?
The whole place fell silent, and everyone looked at Geerji and Miranda strangely.
Some spectators who came together as couples quickly let go of each other's hands, kept a little distance, and pretended to be other than husband and wife to avoid being picked on.
"Then what..." Georgi was also somewhat aware of the seriousness of the problem. He hurriedly ran out to get a chance to try the food. Unexpectedly, Miranda fell into the water now. He looked at Mag with a grimace and said: "Boss Mai, my lungs should be quite big. How about you cut less? Just cut mine?"
"No, I've already prepared the ingredients." Mag shook his head.
"hiss--"
Everyone present took a breath of air and looked at Mag with some horror. They didn't know which poor couple fell into his hands and suffered a cruel murder.
"Little friend, the name of your dish is interesting." Harry looked at Mag with some surprise. He thought that his 18-year-old girl's skirt was already coquettish enough, but he still lost to Mag's bloody style.
"It's getting late, let's get started." Mag raised his hand and looked at the clock. He would have to prepare for the noon business later.
