"It's strange that I obviously ate cheese in it, but I can't find where it is, where is it hidden," the fat uncle wondered, and he rolled up the wide noodles with a fork and searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the source of the mellow flavor of the cheese.
"Please take a look at the cross-section of the noodles."
Takmi chuckled, he didn't expect that even such an experienced gourmand would have a chance idea.
"Are the noodles actually divided into three layers" Hearing this, Chitaru Ori Jiang silently turned over the side of the wide noodles, and immediately noticed that there was a little inconspicuous white in the center of the wide noodles that were yellowed by the sauce.
You don't have to guess to know that this dish is where the missing cheese is "If you add cheese, it will lose its original texture due to the high temperature melting during cooking, but it is different when sandwiched in the center of the wide noodles, and the outer layer of noodles will hold the cheese tightly and prevent the cheese from dissolving and flowing out."
The depth of the curry sauce seasoned with pure soy sauce and the flu rush brought by the cheese melted in the wide noodles naturally touched the hearts of the judges "Takmi's final score was ninety" "My stupid brother" made Yang Ming regret that Takmi, who had successfully suppressed his younger brother, did not say this very pleasing sentence to him, and the two brothers sat below, and the atmosphere was still extremely harmonious.
After the departure of the brothers from Italy, there were very few chefs on the stage, to be exact, only two left.
Some viewers already felt that this last point was nothing to look at, so they left the table early, but they were destined to regret it.
Because they will lose witnessing the birth of the highest score in the history of the fall selection.
"Yang Mingjun" was holding his own food, and Alice Nagi passed by Yang Ming's side, looking at Yang Ming with clear eyes.
"See you in the semi-finals, or in the finals."
The semi-finals of Group A and Group B will be battling each other, so if Alice wants to collide with Yang Ming, it will have to be after the quarterfinals.
"Okay."
Yang Ming smiled and replied, then added, "Come on" "Huh" Nagi Alice strode forward, does she need to refuel She had finished reading all the previous dishes one by one.
It's a pity that none of the dishes can be called a threat to her.
"After all, they and I are not the cuisine of the same era."
Alice Nagiri walked gracefully and put her dish on the judges' table.
In order to maintain the temperature of the dish, the insulated lid is firmly hidden underneath the dish, so that it is impossible to see what is inside.
"It's finally time to taste her food" Chimatari has been following Alice's cooking process before, and the cooking process is like a sci-fi scene, which makes her always curious about what the final product will look like.
"It's a dish that I did my best to make."
Introducing her own cuisine, Nagi Alice's eyes and mouth curved into a shallow arc, and she clasped her hands together and said, "Let's try it."
It can be seen that this is a work that she is very satisfied with, and in order to show her strength in this autumn selection, this talented person who has emerged in the international molecular cuisine competition has done her best and has no reservations.
It's just that Yang Ming always feels that this kind of behavior of sandwiching some strange symbols in his words will remind him of some perverts.
For example, what is the west and what is so.
Lifting the lid, the five judges on the field were all stunned, the dishes on the plate in front of them were completely beyond their comprehension, and no one tasted them for a while, and no one said anything.
The audience in the stands can also see the food on the judges' bench, and as ordinary people, they don't have the face problems of those high-ranking bigwigs, so they can naturally speak their minds freely.
"And what is that?"
"Can it be called curry too, is it really a dish?"
Yang Ming was also stunned below, what is in this plate A white object is placed on a pale yellow square, and there is a ribbon that looks like an earthy yellow coiling around, what the hell is this "Is that arc-shaped flake an ornament, or is that green sauce a curry?"
According to the traditional popularity of food reviews, before tasting it, you should make some comments based on the appearance of the dish and the ingredients.
However, in the face of this completely incomprehensible dish, the judges could only make such childish-sounding guesses.
"Ah, what are you talking about," Nagi Alice said with a wink, "There's no doubt that everything on this plate is a dish."
Chimatari Orie was thoughtful, she picked up the spoon, put it on the dish and poked it gently, scooped off a spoonful from the white object in the center, and put it in her mouth, and under her leadership, the other judges also began their own tastings.
Standing in the audience, Yang Ming could clearly see that the judges' expressions were changing rapidly, their eyebrows were locked and stretched, and they didn't say a word, just savoring the different parts of the food.
There was a commotion in the audience.
"Hey, hey, what the hell is going on?"
"The judges are talking, didn't they just say it was quite happy?"
The silence in the judges' bench contrasted sharply with the heat in the stands.
"How can I say this?"
The veteran food writer judges spoke in a slur manner, "Warm and cold things" As if sensing the boos in the audience, he immediately shut up.
He has always been accustomed to using all kinds of gorgeous metaphors to describe the taste of food, and what he said at this time was similar to the words in Yang Ming's elementary school composition.
"This curry sauce is made into a frothy shape and has a slight temperature, so it tastes like it may melt in your mouth at any time."
After thinking about it, the fat uncle judges tried their best to organize their language, "Tomato mousse is the cool one" "Alas, looking at their comments, I'm about to be embarrassed."
Yang Ming covered his eyes, he really felt sorry for the judges on the stage who racked their brains to think about how to describe the taste of this dish.
The audience in the audience listened in a fog, and the judges on the judges' bench were also embarrassed, but fortunately, at this time, Alice Nagi took the initiative to explain her own cuisine: "The cube below is actually a mousse made from crushed foie gras powder and turmeric, and the white object in the center is a mashed potato made from six types of cheese and potatoes, which were previously crushed into nano-sized particles, so they quickly and delicately dissolve on the tongue":