"Master, it seems that we don't need much effort at all when I look at the formation in the field?"

The boy from Spain touched the master's shoulder and whispered.

The master of course is not something in the game has not entered the real white hot time here, just quietly to the side of the little apprentice down, quietly watching the situation in the field.

The guy who came up for the challenge was a typical white man. Muqiu took a sip of the red wine in his hand. This kind of red wine should belong to Porto winery, but he could drink it here. Although this kind of wine was made from the artificial terrain above, the effect of drinking it in his mouth was as good as that of the original winery.

Porto belongs to the northern region of Portugal. The marine climate allows the region to get sufficient rainfall, and the special terrain of Porto enables the growth of grapevines. Therefore, the grapevines produced in this region become one of the most high-quality grapevines in the world.

In this kind of artificial environment, can we produce such perfect wine??

Mu Qiu took another sip, put down the cup with satisfaction, and continued to look at the situation below,

This time, the opponent of the Cantonese chef is a man from Italy. All the chefs who can stand here must have two brushes. They are either Michelin or other people from the Certification Association. There can be no fish in troubled waters.

"The second challenge! Start now

In the first scene, the things made by the chef of Cantonese cuisine can only be regarded as ordinary. They are just things that can be seen in ordinary restaurants. However, the posture of the second scene is far more terrible than that of the first scene.

There are foie gras and mushrooms on the chopping board in front of Cantonese cuisine chefs. This is probably to make wild mushrooms baked with foie gras sauce in Cantonese cuisine. The ingredients are absolutely crucial in this competition. Even the environment created by the hotel itself can not meet the requirements of Cantonese cuisine chefs, Finally, at his own expense, he transported the fungus that had just been picked from the cordinola mountains to the scene. However, it is true that the more powerful the chef, the more picky the material selection is. Especially in this kind of life and death related competition, the food materials often have to be carefully selected, otherwise they are likely to lose.

And Italian chefs seem to be making desserts, and tiramisu can be seen everywhere in Italy!

Tiramisu is really not a rare thing, but the taste of the world's top tiramisu is definitely not what this roadside vendor can make.

Tiramisu is nothing more than a dessert. Its production methods and techniques are basically well known. However, few people can make the best of this dessert, or make their own style.

"The next one is an Italian chef from Rome, who is known as the" king of desserts "in the world. If you are interested, I will be the first one to send you to taste after the work is finished."

The lobby manager, with a smile on his face, stood beside Muqiu's sofa. Muqiu nodded, noncommittal, and drank the last bit of red wine.

"I said, are all the chefs here from you?"

Mu Qiu doesn't care.

"I'm sorry, but what do you mean?"

"The next dish you call Michelin, other than tiramisu, should be Wellington steak?"?,, Of course, this kind of steak with dessert is no problem, but you see for yourself, as long as you are more gluttonous level of people, you should not be unable to eat this kind of difference, right

The manager was at a loss. He didn't understand the situation at all. He didn't know what the guy who had been in Bala balba was talking about.

"You can see for yourself, Wellington steak, mushroom sauce between pastry and meat. Basically, all experienced diners know that they want to use small brown mushrooms?"?? What kind of Michelin are you from? You use big brown mushrooms. "

Muqiununu head, motioned to the manager to not difficult to see the chopping board platform.

"Well, why do you invite such people? If you want me to see you, tell me the truth. "

Mu Qiu shakes his head and helplessly spreads his hand.

"Everything you have here is not up to me."

Muqiu is indeed Muqiu, no matter when, say what will become the guys stool.

After a long wait, the two chefs finally took out their things.

The Cantonese chef's food is relatively stable. Foie gras is made from fresh foie gras and then finely chopped. It has completely changed the way it appears

On the other hand, Italian chefs seem to be on a par.