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Chapter 71 As expected of the master¡¯s son

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    ¡°No argument, can you let me try some of the chicken blood soup you made?¡±

    The head chef suddenly stood up from his chair, walked to Gu Zheng's side, and asked in a low voice. He had not tasted Gu Zheng's omelette before. He knew that he had lost, but the one who lost was unwilling to accept it. Now that he saw  The chicken blood soup prepared by Gu Zheng, coupled with the judges' high comments, even he himself didn't know why he came over and made this request.

    "good!"

    Gu Zheng agreed without hesitation. There was still chicken blood soup in the pot, and there was still a small half of the pot left, which was reserved for himself and Du Yang. He just said that he would invite his companions today. Since he said so, he couldn't  Forget about them, besides, they have been helping him these past two days, especially Du Yang, who asked for leave to accompany him to become a fan. It is absolutely right to treat them to a bowl of chicken blood soup.

    The head chef took a small bowl by himself, and Gu Zheng poured out a portion of chicken blood soup that was about the same amount as the judges. The head chef didn't say anything, and left with the bowl. He didn't use a spoon, and took a sip of the clear soup directly from the bowl.  .

    The warm clear soup, with a hint of sweetness, slid from the tip of the tongue to the throat. The entire throat was instantly filled with this fragrance. The head chef who wanted to stop tasting it unnaturally took another sip.  , this time I also bit a piece of chicken blood.

    When the chicken blood enters the mouth, a trembling delicious feeling immediately fills the whole body. The chicken blood does not melt immediately in the mouth, but with the gentle pressure of the mouth, drop by drop of juice seems to be squeezed out from the chicken blood.  , delivering delicious flavors to your whole body quickly.

    Fresh, fragrant, and beautiful, the fishy smell in the chicken blood has indeed been completely removed. This is not suppression, but real removal. The fresh flavor of the chicken blood is also perfectly preserved. The chicken blood without the fishy smell at all exudes  The umami flavor is unmatched.

    With just one mouthful of soup and chicken blood, the head chef understood that he had lost. He had really lost. He was not unfair at all. He was convinced that he had lost. He would not be able to make this kind of soup now or in the future.  , this is not a small gap, this is a gap from heaven to earth.

    What¡¯s very funny is that at the beginning, he was still sure of winning. He talked a lot and even criticized Gu Zheng many times on the Internet. Now he is blushing when he thinks about it.

    "No fight, you win, I apologize for what I said before!"

    The head chef finished the soup in the bowl, bent deeply towards Gu Zheng, and left immediately. He did not return to his seat, but left the hall directly to the back, and he didn¡¯t know where he went.

    "I no longer know how to describe this chicken blood soup. No words can express my feelings. Let Mr. Hua do the talking!"

    One of the judges also slowly finished the soup in the bowl and said something with emotion. Mr. Wu and Mr. Hua were also drinking the chicken blood soup made by Gu Zheng. There was only a little left in the bowl. Most of the judges  This is also true.

    This judge¡¯s words also focused everyone¡¯s attention on Mr. Hua. Several judges quickly drank the soup in their bowls and even added some bottom before looking at Mr. Hua.

    The third game is not a playoff. As long as Mr. Hua can say one bad thing about the food made by Gu Zheng, and three judges agree, then Gu Zheng will lose, and other people¡¯s comments are useless. Everything depends on it.  President Hua.

    Mr. Hua also finished his soup, not a drop was left. He didn't want to do this, but the taste of this soup was really unbearable for him. If he was given another bowl, he could still finish it. No, he could finish ten bowls.  .

    Putting down the bowl, after hesitating for a while, Mr. Hua extended his thumb and said loudly: "I'm impressed by your indisputable cooking skills!"

    Mr. Hua is not stupid. A stupid person cannot do such a business. He just has a good face and big ambitions. Before the bowl of soup was even cooked, he had a hunch that he would lose this time. He didn¡¯t know Jixiang  What happened to the transformation, but some judges knew it and told it.

    How could he find fault with a thing that existed in legend, something that could only happen if his cooking skills were at its peak? He could make up any faults that didn't exist, but the judges couldn't approve the fabricated faults. Not three judges would approve of it.  He will only lose more face.

    After drinking the soup, he understood that he lost again this time. Gu Zheng's cooking skills completely exceeded his expectations.

    At the same time, he also had some regrets in his heart. What Gu Zheng made this time was chicken blood soup. Chicken blood soup and their duck blood vermicelli soup have a lot in common. If he had known that Gu Zheng had such cooking skills before, what would he do?  Maybe let the head chef pose a challenge and go directly to recruit people. If you can poach Gu Zheng, you can let him be the head chef.

    With the ancient cooking skills of chicken blood soup, it is very easy to improve the duck blood and vermicelli soup, and the store's business can be taken to the next level.

    "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. Not only did they propose the challenge, he also deliberately suppressed Bu Zheng at the competition site. In addition, he knew the background of Gu Zheng, so the relationship between the two may be very??Eased.

    Regret is regret, but Mr. Hua did not give up. We still have to fight for what we should fight for. Seeing the unexpected looks in some people around him, he smiled slightly, stood up, and clapped his hands.

    "It's no secret that you are the son of Master Gu Ming. You are better than your master. You lost to the cooking skills of a three-star Michelin chef. We are convinced that you lost!"

    Gu Ming is Gu Zheng¡¯s father¡¯s name. Before Mr. Hua finished speaking, Gu Zheng¡¯s expression changed.

    "What, Bu Zheng is actually Gu Ming's son?"

    "No wonder, no wonder you have such good cooking skills!"

    "It turns out he is the son of Gu Ming!"

    Some judges showed shocked looks. Gu Ming himself became famous in Shanghai. These judges are all people in the food industry. Many people know Gu Ming¡¯s identity. Gu Ming is also a pride of Shanghai¡¯s food industry.

    It is not easy to be a Michelin three-star chef. There are more than 2,000 Michelin-starred restaurants in the world, but only over a hundred have reached the three-star standard. Only the chefs of these more than 100 restaurants are the real Michelin three-stars.  Chef.

    In other words, there are only more than a hundred three-star chefs in the world.

    This statement is not rigorous. Some famous chefs are not inferior to these three-star chefs. In addition, some three-star chefs have resigned. They also have the strength of three-star chefs. In real terms, the number of such famous chefs in the world is  Much higher than that, probably hundreds.

    But even so, it is still an extraordinary existence. Moreover, Gu Ming is now an authentic three-star chef and has won many awards in France. He is actually his son. No wonder he has such cooking skills. Mr. Hua and the others lost  It is indeed not unfair.

    There was a lot of discussion at the scene. Most of the people who came here today were from the food industry. Even if they were not, they would ask people around them. Soon everyone understood what was going on. Even Mumu only knew now that Gu Zheng  His father is not an ordinary chef, but a three-star chef, a world-famous chef who came out of Shanghai.

    Mumu¡¯s little hands were clenched together again, damn it, she said before that her father was just an ordinary cook, and she had deceived her again, and she must make him look good after this competition is over.

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