The translator's accent is standard, the words are clear, and everyone present can hear them clearly.
Not only did the glamorous female judge's face turn cold, but the other people who looked at the French chef also changed color.
"Arrogance!
Our thousands of years of Chinese food culture inheritance is actually inferior in his eyes?
” "What do you mean by this bastard?
Gourmet civilians?
Gourmet aristocrats?
Does he have the right to say that?
” "Arrogant guy, I think Miss Chu Qing said it very well, what we are doing is the Chinese Food Grand Prix, compared to Chinese food, you use French cuisine to compete, it is a violation in itself, and it is already very face-saving without disqualifying them, but he still feels that he is quite reasonable, he thinks he is quite bullish, and he thinks that Miss Chu Qing said this because we are afraid of him?"
"Joke!
We in China pay attention to humility, pay attention to moderation, and do not like to be in the limelight in everything, but this does not mean that we Chinese people have no ability. ” "It's infuriating, isn't it just a French cook?"
"Gassy!
People here than singing, he came to the poetry recitation, said that he violated the law, he said that it was because the person who sang was jealous of his poetry recitation, where did this bastard come from?
” In the midst of the discussion of the people.
The five people on the judges' table glanced at each other, and the charming female judge smiled slightly, and said: "Whether you protest or not, I will not change my mind, this is a Chinese food competition, not French cuisine, so I give you a score of six." ” These words made Shen Qiang's eyes light up.
She is a three-tailed fox demon.
Shen Qiang was not only wary of her, but also inexplicably doubted whether she was a bad person.
But now after listening to her words, Shen Qiang relieved himself.
Because she has principles.
Generally speaking, a principled person is not a bad person.
The interpreter was heard saying that his objection was invalid.
The French chef seemed to be very dissatisfied, and the boss of Datongjiang, the middle-aged man with a shiny face, couldn't sit still, he got up and came to the front of several judges, and said: "Food is a gift from God to mankind, and food knows no borders." ” "Although the dishes prepared by our Datongjiang have a French style in them, whether it is the ingredients or the method of production, they are all made in accordance with the Chinese cooking method."
"We can't stop connecting with international standards because we're afraid of losing, and we can't reject geniuses because we're afraid of losing."
The boss of Datong Jiang raised his eyebrows and said: "Now is the Internet era, communication is developed, the earth has no borders, there are many delicacies in the world, and there are countless world-famous ones, but in relatively high-end restaurants, our Chinese cuisine is not good, why?"
” "Isn't it because our Huaxia chefs can't do it?"
"Because Chinese chefs are stingy with the golden mean, adhere to tradition, ignorant and ignorant, there is no spirituality at all in terms of food!"
"But the French are different, they have spirituality, and the delicacy they produce is not comparable to our Chinese chefs at all, so we Chinese people must learn from them with an open mind, how can we reject the cuisine of the French aristocracy because of the appearance and cooking method of a dish?"
Hearing him say this, the host, whose nose was almost crooked, took the microphone directly.
And almost at the same time, the beautiful judge on the judging stage smiled and said: "Can't the chef in Huaxia?"
That's your argument?
Is Chinese cuisine not famous in the world?
Not high-end, that's what you learned?
What did you just say that food knows no borders?
Yes, I admit that food knows no borders, but people have borders!
” "I'm from Huaxia, what we're doing is the Chinese food competition, you can continue to compete, if our Chinese chefs can't compare to him, then I'll admit that you're right, our Chinese chefs are not as good as the French you invited, but now, I ask you to shut up."
Hearing this, the audience burst into applause.
"Happy, food has no borders, but people have borders, and she is worthy of Miss Chuqing!"
"Made, I'm so angry, this Shabi, it's not good to open your mouth and close your mouth, it seems like that French cook is his father."
"I'm really holding my breath, that French chef pretends to be better, we just have to endure it, an arrogant foreigner, it's not a big deal, but what is this guy?
Open your mouth and shut up the French cuisine aristocracy, what is it, the number of dog things that have forgotten their ancestors. ” "Datongjiang Restaurant, right?
Just say this to him, I will never go in my life, not once, he is so servile and subservient to please his French master, then it is better to entertain the French. ” The crowd was furious, but the game continued.
After seeing the appearance of the dishes, it is time to taste.
Because of the previous episode, the atmosphere at the scene was very unpleasant, so the organizing committee of the competition temporarily decided that the link of tasting and scoring the dishes was directly canceled, and eight participating teams only tasted one dish each.
Such a hasty decision caused consternation at the scene.
After all, before, each team prepared more than a dozen dishes.
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But then, the scene quickly fell silent again.
After all, for a real competition, one dish is enough.
In this regard, there are eight participating teams, and no one objects.
As a result, the game quickly entered the tasting session.
"Next, entering the tasting session is the top seed team of this provincial competition, truffle steak from Datong River!"
With the words of the host.
Shen Qiang saw that there was a staff member who pushed up a dish covered in a huge stainless steel cover.
"Truffle steak?"
Lu Shuyao's father frowned and said, "This is really a standard French practice. ” It's just that his voice just fell.
Someone has already lifted the stainless steel cover on the trolley.
In an instant, the peculiar smell of truffles immediately permeated the arena.
"It's so fragrant, it smells strange, just smelling it makes me think it should be delicious."
"Well, the people of Datongjiang are really atmospheric, but the craftsmanship is not bad."
In the midst of the discussion of the people.
The beautiful judge sitting on the judging table had a beautiful eye, and after tasting it gently, she sighed and said: "Although I insist on my opinion, this is a delicacy that should not be here, but I have to admit that it is indeed very good, 85 points." ” Another judge, who also tasted it, said: "It's amazing, I can't deny its success, it's the perfect truffle steak, 10 points!"
” "9 points!"
"9 points!"
"9 points!"
The unanimous high scores of the five judges shocked everyone present.
However, smelling the unique truffle smell that permeated the arena, and looking at the judges who looked satisfied and feasting, everyone could only choose to be silent.
Almost at the same time, the host was shocked but had to pretend to be excited and shouted: "Congratulations to Datongjiang for this truffle steak, which has won the highest record-breaking score in the Huaxia Food Grand Prix so far...... 455 points!
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