Chapter 884

Black sesame dumpling is one of the most classic Tangyuan in Yan country.

Its status in the world of dumplings is equivalent to five kernels in moon cakes and cabbage and pork in dumplings.

But often the simplest thing, the ability required is the most complex.

For example, a simple bowl of egg fried rice can comprehensively test the ability of a chef in all aspects.

What we didn't expect is that aridean, who is a native of Lanzhou, would choose such a high-risk product as black sesame dumplings.

Those who dare to do so are either fools or have absolute confidence in their own technology.

Under the curious eyes, five top gourmets from all over the world finally began to taste Ali Dean's black sesame dumplings.

The five judges each scooped a spoonful of dumplings into their mouths, closed their eyes and chewed silently, feeling the taste of tangyuan.

"The skin is thin and the stuffing is soft. The fragrance of black sesame makes me feel like returning to my mother's arms. It's a warm dish."

The Indian judges gave a very high rating and gave a full score of 10.

Soon, two more judges scored 9.5 and 9 respectively.

But to many people's surprise, two judges scored 7 points and 7.5 average.

"Why?"

Ali Dean spread out his hands and looked at the two judges angrily.

But the two men's opinions made him speechless.

It turns out that they like salty dumplings, but Ali Dean's black sesame dumplings are sweet, so some points are deducted.

I didn't expect that the dispute between the sweet and salty parties exists all over the world!

But fan MingEn is much more than aride.

He pulled the angry Ali De'an, and said with a smile: "now at least three people like sweet. I think that silly woman seems to do salty mouth, so she will lose!" Play novel net www.wanbar.net

Ali Dean calmed his anger and began to laugh.

Then fan MingEn also asked his staff to distribute Ali Dean's dumplings to some passers-by to eat.

For a while, it triggered a small-scale looting.

After eating alidean's dumplings, the passers-by had to sigh with their thumbs up: it is indeed the God of desserts.

They can't find fault with this black sesame dumpling.

On the other side, Pu Yunyue, who was cooking dumplings, was watching the high praise from the judges and passers-by. His heart became more and more nervous, and his confidence was losing little by little.

It's not easy to get the dumplings out of the pot, but they are so nervous that they dare not give them to the judges.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yueyue?"

Fan MingEn noticed Pu Yunyue's abnormal appearance, and his mouth was full of sinister.

"You're the chef of night food. You won't let night food disgrace you, will you?"

He came to Pu Yunyue's table, but he handed over the dumplings: "I'll help you to serve it to some judges."

"Ah..."

Pu Yunyue couldn't stop him, so he could only watch fan MingEn take the Tangyuan away.

She covered her eyes and did not dare to see the score.

Pu Yunyue kept scolding Yehong in his heart: hateful night spot, even let me come out to carry the pot! It's over. I'm going to lose face all over the world this time!

At the same time, fan MingEn also brought Pu Yunyue's Tangyuan to the five judges.

"Oh, by the way, xiaoyueyue, haven't you asked the name of your Tangyuan?"

Fan MingEn turned his head and smirked falsely at PU Yunyue.