Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1205

Chapter 1205

In an instant, the world changed, Park Geun-dong seemed to have entered the magma land of the end of the world, and his body kept trembling. It was the joy of the body, not fear.

It was a kind of joy that came out of extreme fear.

Directly through the sense of smell, he manipulated the spirit of the whole person, and even subconsciously pulled Park Geun-dong into such a hell world.

"No, I'm still cooking." Under Park Geun-dong's blissful expression, there was a hint of struggle, which seemed very strange.

He can't be immersed in such a complicated and strange feeling of happiness, his dishes are not finished yet.

"Hoo hoo." In the real world, Pu Geundong was panting, sweat was dripping on his forehead, his body was trembling slightly, and he looked up at Yang Ming.

"What is the power of the chili pepper? It has such a terrifying power." Pu Geundong wiped off the sweat from his forehead and took a breath, "But if the taste of the final tofu is not up to standard, you will lose."

Park Geun-dong affirmed that it is impossible to apply such ingredients to such tender tofu.

"It's so spicy, it's really spicy, the whole person seems to be on fire."

"I feel like a flame is constantly burning in my body, and I feel like I'm dying."

"But why do I feel so happy again, the whole person seems to have fallen into a happy paradise."

"This power makes me intoxicated. This kind of power is too obsessed."

The audience in the auditorium of the venue was directly brought into a strange illusion by the power of this extreme chili pepper. Two emotions were intertwined in their hearts. They were afraid, but they were still very eager, just like moths to a flame. Instinct is average.

"This chili that was processed with magma tofu before." Kobayashi Gendan said intoxicatedly, "and now the power is even stronger, it is even difficult for me to break away from the olfactory attack of that cooking, Yang Ming is even stronger than before. incredible."

"Yang Mingjun, that's amazing, that special ingredient can be cooked." Qian Ri Xiangzi was also sweating, but he looked at the competition field without blinking.

The power of this chili is not the power of ordinary chili.

"Is this that Yang Ming, the boy who has been called the Son of God by today's Dongying culinary world." A white-haired old man in the review seat said with a look of intoxication, "This fragrance is very stimulating, and my body can't bear it at all. live, but why is the body so excited?"

"It's not just the power of the chili pepper, which is why the body is not stimulated." Another reviewer said, "But such a taste is really hard to describe."

"It's so intoxicating. Yang Ming conquered us directly through the power of smell."

"It really is a player who can get full marks in the knockout round."

"Now I am even more looking forward to what Yang Ming's dishes will be."

At this moment, the inspectors were also overwhelmed by the power of Yang Ming's dishes, but at this moment, Yang Ming's dishes have not even really formed yet.

When Yang Ming's dishes were truly formed, it was the result of the complete gathering of the power of Hell Cuisine Magma Tofu, and then a one-off explosion.

Time passed slowly, and the power of this sense of smell slowly dissipated.

It's almost cooking time.

"I'm done." Park Geun-dong looked at the dishes in front of him and smiled. .

Looking at Yang Ming who was still finishing the finishing work, Park Geun-dong sneered, "My dishes will defeat you. The impact of your aroma was really powerful before, but such dishes are so difficult and unimaginable. I don't believe you can Perfect solution, this time you are too arrogant."

The rarer the ingredients, the more difficult it is to handle, let alone some ingredients that are not accessible to ordinary chefs.

It is also very difficult to maintain the deliciousness of such ingredients, because there are some defects that will destroy the deliciousness. This is a multi-faceted test for a chef.

Park Geun-dong felt terrible when he thought about it. It was impossible for him to do it, so he thought it was impossible for Yang Ming to do it either.

"My dishes." Without thinking about it, Park Jindong put his dishes on the tray and walked slowly to the cooking table.

He wants the inspectors to start tasting his dishes.

Putting the dishes in his hands in front of the inspector, Park Geun-dong said, "This is my dish, Baiyu Tofu."

White jade tofu, a typical Korean tofu, you can see the soft Korean tofu shaking non-stop, and the Korean tofu is surrounded by a variety of auxiliary ingredients.

Lettuce is placed on the plate of Korean tofu, which is for decoration.

At the same time, on top of the tofu, there are pieces of cashew nuts, which are added ingredients when cooking Korean tofu.

"The appearance looks very attractive, and people have the feeling of eating them immediately." One of the reviewers said looking at the dish.

"The plate shakes slightly, and the tofu can still be shaken non-stop. This softness is just right for Korean tofu."

"Then let's taste this dish." The inspectors picked up the chopsticks and looked very cautious, because if you use force, the soft Korean tofu might break apart.

"It's very delicious. The soft Korean tofu is well cooked, and all kinds of flavors are integrated into the tofu, which makes the smooth tofu have an incomparable flavor."

"Seafood broth is also added in it, and the seafood ingredients are integrated into the tofu, which adds an extremely attractive impact to the tofu."

"Cashew nuts have a slightly salty taste and a crisp texture, which adds a double impact on the taste buds to this single Korean tofu."

"The grasp of the ingredients and the heat of the cooking are master-level, and it is worthy of being a chef who can pass the knockout round."

The examiners said in admiration.

This dish is completely in line with the level of strength that can pass the knockout round. It is much better than the dishes of some restaurants outside. After all, Park Geun-dong is the chef of a well-known restaurant in Korea. of.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have that kind of self-confidence, saying that he would expose Yang Ming's false face.

"Yang Ming, it's up to you." Pu Geundong smiled. His dishes still satisfied the inspectors, and he looked at Yang Ming's cooking table from the corner of his eye.

Yang Ming carried the dishes in his hands and walked towards the review booth step by step.

"What's that?" Pu Jindong was taken aback. Among Yang Ming's dishes, he could see incomparable red flowing, as if he could only see red things, and there seemed to be no tofu in it.

With a calm smile, Yang Ming put the dishes in his hands in front of the inspectors.

(End of this chapter)