"That's... pancake fruit?"

The audience was stunned.??

In the close-up picture, Luo Ying's pancakes were too delicate on the plate. Not to mention the vegetables and fruit grates inside, just talking about the outermost layer, the egg cakes rolled off layer by layer, like golden dye sprinkled, flashing in everyone's sight.

The color is so magnificent that it makes people feel unpleasant to breathe.

"Mung beans, why are there only golden color left in the past?" the audience exaggeratedly shouted.

The judge first tasted Luo Ying's pancake, and each person had one.

After the pancake is placed on paper, hold it in your hand, and the warmth still comes through the palm of your hand.

Without smelling it, when you pick up the pancakes, the vegetarian symphony made of egg scent, cereals and vegetables is vividly interpreted in the judge's mind.

It was like taking a deep breath of the fragrance of flowers at the morning bouquet given by my lover, refreshing the heart. The five judges' faces all showed a hint of satisfaction.

Click!

I couldn't wait to open my mouth and bite it.

The egg coat broke and the vegetable layer was then reached. It was refreshing and poured into the mouth. So when the teeth bite the inner fruit grate, Roche Sweet Noodle Sauce and Chili Sauce were rendered on the tip of the tongue, the taste buds were colorful, making the judge happy.

However, the mutation suddenly arises.

The view, which was originally decorated with colors, suddenly turned dark.

A high emperor sat in silence on the dragon throne.

In the imperial crown and pearl curtain, a pair of majestic eyes could be vaguely seen, and there was a little bit of invasion of the wrath of being violated.

"boom"

It seemed like a black curtain was drawn in front of me. Even if the "golden wheat" shines brightly, it could not resist. It was submerged by the dark world, and the light completely disappeared in vision.

The judges bowed their heads together.

Andrea bit her lip and said with a complicated look: "Sure..."

"Why!"

sigh.

The judge Shinichiro Furukawa stared at his hand and only ate a small bite of the 'pancake fruit': "It is indeed a modified work that condenses the effort. Moreover, not mentioning other things, just by the ingredients, this is probably the most precious and magnificent pancake I have ever eaten!"

No one doubts this comment.

Pancakes made with "golden wheat" as the main ingredients are indeed exquisite and have a far cry from the scope of traditional folk snacks. It will not be questioned if they are directly served on the high-end banquet table.

"The taste of this kind of thing looks like fried dough sticks..."

Luther said, curiously, from the pancake roll, he pulled out a very beautiful fried slice that was fried with golden brown.

Click.

When he opened his mouth and the fried flakes broke in response to the sound, Luther chewed them and his brows slightly relaxed: "What is this thing? The ingredients are actually "golden wheat", but it's a pity!"

pity?

Luo Ying's smile was already stiff, no longer the smile she had when she was just served.

She calmed her emotions a little and said, "That's 'fruit cast', a thin and crispy fried dough in a pan. The material of the dough is flour ground by "golden wheat".

"The fruit cast is the dough. In addition, there is another common way to eat Tianjin pancake fruit. Put it directly into the '食', which is commonly known as fried dough sticks..."

Several judges, please look at me, I will look at you.

It seemed that in order to take care of the chef's face, they lowered their heads and ate a few more bites, then put the remaining pancakes back on the plate and stopped looking at them, completely losing interest.

The audience had already whispered because of the abnormality of the review.

Logically speaking, the chef who played in the finals will never have bad cooking skills. In addition, there are "golden wheat" and other fragmented high-quality ingredients. This is the case with traditional Tianjin pancake fruits, so the judges should be feasted and praised.

But except for the wonderful expression at the beginning, the judge's heart seemed to be blocked, and his words and expressions did not fluctuate.

"Oops!"

On the sidelines, Li Quan saw this and covered his face and sighed deeply.

While Li Han was playing the game, he looked up and listened to the audience's comments and probably understood what was going on.

"In fact, it should be postponed for at least half a day before the second round of the showdown, but who says that international competitions have strict regulations, and there are only minutes of intervals between games..."

He shrugged: "The last dish impressed the judges too deeply. Even the Lin-level reviewer will find it difficult to dispel the tongue and the food memory in his head in a short period of time."

Li Quan, who had also tasted the "Unified Noodles of Seven Kingdoms of Xia" before, felt deeply the same.

"That's right! It should be delayed for at least half a day!"

Li Quan said helplessly.

In the team, the female Lin giant Lan Chuhan suddenly said: "Then, the focus of the second and third rounds is not on the cooking itself, but on... how to conquer the "intention" of the "seven Kingdoms of Xia's unified fried noodles" in the judge's heart?"

The Lin giant suddenly pointed out the key.

Everyone looked at each other and felt absurd and funny. The finals of the first phase of the international competition were unexpectedly so twists and turns.

But at the same time, another question takes hold of the mind:

Who can conquer the "intention" of being alone and completely erase the food memories left by the young chef to the judge in the last time?

"It's hard!"

Another male giant in Baiyulou sighed: "Luo Ying has failed. Even if her 'golden pancake' is added with the addition of dream ingredients, it cannot shake that "meaning"."

"Don't talk about the second round or the third round, I'm afraid that the focus of the entire finals will be on not being able to break the "intention"!"

The giant Lin asserted.

The Baiyulou team saw the clues, and the other participating teams also started a discussion.

"This kid is almost a big devil, and can influence the finals. Who can defeat the shadow minions to impress the judge!" Aoki Secta touched the bald head, Ryoko Lina, and Masato Kamihara were nearby, and looked at each other when he heard this.

Luo Ying retreated unwillingly.

“It’s time for me”

Dojima Gin served the dishes confidently, "Please use them all!"

One by one, they were placed in the plate in front of the judges. There were five large cakes in dark colors. Each cake filled the plate. The surface was dark brown finely minced meat, basil, and rosemary, and emerald green minced meat, which were decorated with a hint of green.

Unlike traditional Chinese snacks, Dojima's "pancakes" are full of exotic style.

“Is this pizza?”

"Don't be stupid, I think it's just a Turkish scone!"

"I think it's Mexican Baccarat!"

There was a riot.

The topic of "pancakes" is actually very broad. You can find countless snacks with local specialty styles around the world, such as American pancakes with butter and syrup. Among them, "maple syrup" is a specialty in North America and Canada. It is condensed from the branches of maple trees and is full of flavor.

Furthermore, there are French crepes, Indian flying cakes, etc., and any foodie with some food literacy can speak countless kinds in one breath.

And on the "pancakes" of Dojima Gin, the foodies each saw the shadow they longed for.

Those who love pizza, what they see is a pizza.

Those who love to eat Turkish scones have the delicacies in their eyes that are the ones in their hearts.

"ha!"

Backstage, Xia Yu looked at the "pancake" on the screen and gave a thumbs up to Gin Dojima.

Dojima Gin is really a thief.

This "thief" certainly refers to craftsmanship.

Don’t forget that Dojima Gin has a kitchen heart called “Pure White”. This is a mirror. What the taster wants will eat in the taste.

Now he even applies the concept of "pure white" to dishes.

His "pancakes" were like pizza and naan bread. The five judges were not in a hurry to eat them, and they were also looking at them in surprise.

"There is something inside?"

Andrea was curious when she stabbed her gently with a dining knife.

"What is the meat on it?"

Sniffing the minced meat and spices on the cake noodles, the judges' faces finally felt a little loose.8
Chapter completed!