100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 507 The wind of the general!

"As a chef, one must pursue the diversification of food, not the same, so as to break through the boundaries of food." The tall woman turned her beautiful eyes, raised her hand, pointed at Mo Yu, and said in an affirmative tone: " Therefore, the winner of the food battle is Mo Yu."

Mo Yu's eyes lit up, he jumped up excitedly, waved his fists, and roared, "I won!!"

Yes!

He won!
With a perfect posture, he won Bastião.

In this way, even if Xiaoyi's food battle fails, he can win back a victory.

"No, I'm not convinced." Bastiang widened his eyes and shook his head repeatedly. He couldn't accept the reality of losing to Mo Yu. "My duck confit has also been improved and innovated. How could it be inferior to his?"

The tall slender woman shook her head and said flatly: "Bastion, it is undeniable that you are an excellent cook. However, your thinking is too rigid."

"What do you mean?" Bastion glared at the tall woman angrily, "I cook the orthodox F national cuisine."

"Your duck confit has indeed been improved to produce a new taste. It's just..." The tall slender woman hooked the corners of her lips and said with a faint smile, "It's still a duck confit after all. On the other hand, Mo Yu's Kissing the ocean breaks the shackles of the F national cuisine, and perfectly blends two ingredients that could not be blended together, which is a kind of innovation."

Bastion staggered, his face pale. Although he couldn't accept such a result, the tall slender woman was right.

The essence of his duck confit is still duck confit, which cannot escape the shackles of traditional F cuisine.

However, Mo Yu's Kissing the Ocean breaks the shackles of tradition and adds a touch of richness to the existing F-country recipes.

So far, he has always denied Mo Yu, but he doesn't know that he is the one who will be denied.

Resting on our laurels, we cannot see the dawn of innovation.

"I lost!" Bastian bowed his head dejectedly, finally admitting his defeat.

Seeing him so depressed, Mo Yu walked over and stretched out his hand. "Mr. Bastian, I'm very glad to have a fight with you."

Bastiang glanced at Mo Yu's outstretched hand, looked at the soft smile on the other side, then shook his head with a wry smile, and stretched out his hand.

Such a young opponent can have such a broad heart, how can he, who has been in the catering industry for more than ten years, be so narrow-minded?

"I'm happy to have a fight with you too. Your ocean of kisses is great."

For a moment, the audience cheered and cheered for Mo Yu.

Most of them are fans of Luo Xiaoxi, knowing that Mo Yu is Grandpa Xi's cousin, they are naturally Aiwujiwu.

"Young Master Mo, you are the best!!"

"Laughing away all grievances and enmity, the style of a general, this is the demeanor of the Chinese people!!"

Hearing the fans shouting and cheering, Mo Yu felt embarrassed.

Suddenly, he quickly turned around and looked towards Joey, only to see that she had just finished dipping the sauce.

"Little Yi, why haven't you started processing the main ingredients yet?!" Mo Yu glanced at the time, and there were still about 15 minutes left.

In such a short time, can she really handle the main ingredients?Even though it's sashimi, it's okay to say that the knife skills are good, but if the knife skills are average, these 15 minutes are not enough at all.

Fumatsu Goro looked at Joey indifferently.

This girl spent so much time making a dipping sauce, leaving only 15 minutes to handle the main ingredients by herself.

Ha ha, I'm afraid she is not stupid.

(End of this chapter)