"This must be the pinnacle of soup, the pinnacle of unsurpassed." Peter Fei praised and drank the soup carefully with a small bowl, for fear of spilling a little.

"It is incredible that Mr. Peter Fei, who is famous for his poisonous tongue, should give such an evaluation." Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and those who were familiar with Peter's food review style found it even more incredible.

"See, I said that Boss Mai will definitely win, I personally tasted the delicious taste of the Buddha jumping over the wall last night, that taste...... Smack, it's really memorable. Harrison said with a smug look on his face and said to the river soup fanatic next to him, his face full of pride.

The fanatical fan, who had been proud for a while, snorted coldly, and said with a lot of weakness: "Hmph, there are still three people, and it is not certain who will win." ”

"It seems that Mr. McGonagall's new product has made another remarkable innovation." Robert's eyes lit up too.

Since then, there have been many phenomena in the City of Chaos that imitate and learn from the cooking methods of McMie's Restaurant, and develop new dishes and cuisines.

The chaotic city food scene, which has been stagnant for several years with little progress and innovation, has begun to enter an era of a hundred flowers.

Although there are no amazing and phenomenal cuisines yet, this phenomenon is very good, and it is full of surprises for diners, who can find more and more new dishes on the menu.

Dancing solo and leading the food trend, which has never been seen in the history of the City of Chaos, or even the history of the continent of Nolan, Mr. McGonagall may be a man who will go down in history because of his food.

He picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth, his eyes became brighter and brighter, the delicious soup was full of meat and aroma, but it was not greasy at all, and the clear layering was amazing, and he wanted to analyze the taste one by one, but there were too many of them, and there were even many that he had never encountered.

Swallowing the Buddha over the wall, Robert said with a smile: "It seems that the next food ranking is indeed going to change again." ”

Avis also took a sip of the soup, and the delicious taste of Buddha jumping over the wall bloomed in his mouth, with a strong impact, which made him look shocked.

"The afterlife is terrible." Ives looked at McGonagall and praised in his heart, he also ranked McMill's restaurant first in the original meat rankings, whether it was braised pork or Peking duck, it brought him a great shock.

McGonagall's culinary skills and distinctive culinary thinking have far surpassed the chefs of her time, including those of us who have been immersed in the kitchen for decades.

"If this soup were to appear at the palace banquet of the King of the Los Empire, it would definitely be selected as the best dish of the palace banquet, and I admire Mr. McGonagall's understanding and innovation in cooking." Avis looked at McGonagall and exclaimed in heartfelt admiration.

"The old gentleman has won the prize." McGonagall humbly said.

"What does the president mean, is Boss Mai's Buddha jumping over the wall about to reach the top?"

"Mr. Ives just commented that the river fresh soup is the future, but now he evaluates that Boss Mai's Buddha jumping over the wall is the best palace banquet on the spot! That's too obvious, isn't it? ”

"Although the final vote has not yet taken place, it seems that the situation has completely reversed?"

"Haha, Boss Mai's strength is not blown."

The onlookers were talking.

Sith held the small bowl in his hand, his face slightly pale.

"Old ...... Boss, we, we're not going to lose, are we? The bald man looked anxious, looked at the Sith and asked in a low voice, completely lost his previous smug and confident appearance.

"Unexpectedly high evaluation, and what's interesting is that the ingredients in each judge's bowl are different in the same bowl of soup, so according to the rules just now, I'll taste the meat in this soup first, how it tastes." Randy put the shrimp back into the soup, picked up the spoon and fished out a piece of meat from the bowl, "It seems that this is a piece of chicken, and there is indeed a strong chicken soup flavor in the soup, but I don't know what this chicken will taste like after boiling for a long time." ”

Randy said as he fed the cube-cut chicken to his mouth.

The cooking of meat is the most important thing to control the heat, if the time is too long, the meat is easy to become woody, or because it is too soft and rotten, the chewiness and taste of the meat itself will be lost.

As a delicate carnivore, Randy's demand for meat is almost perverted, and in order to find a satisfying meat, he has traveled almost all over the continent of Nolan with a backpack, which is why he was able to become the youngest columnist of Carnivorism in just one year.

Readers often say that his words have a soul, a true carnivore.

According to his experience, such meat has lost its flavor and texture after being boiled for a long time.

He took a bite of the chicken, and it did not have the expected rotten wood taste, but it had just the right amount of softness and tenderness, and what was even more incredible was the rich meat flavor that followed.

Not only the taste of chicken, but also the aroma of wine, seafood, mushrooms, and various meats have been fused together, perfectly soaking the chicken, with a taste in the taste, chewing rotten but not rotten, and an endless aftertaste.

Randy felt his scalp start to tingle, which had completely upended his perception of meat, which he had never seen before.

The taste buds have gone crazy and are ready for this wonderful, almost chewing their tongues.

When I swallowed a piece of chicken, I felt like I couldn't get enough of it.

"I can't find the words to describe the feeling, but even when compared to the meat I've tasted before, it's in the top three. What's even more incredible is that I actually met it in a bowl of soup, the world is crazy! Randy looked at McGonagall and smiled, "I think I already know what to write about this month's column, Mr. McGonagall, and I should really thank you." ”

"You're welcome." McGonagall nodded slightly, he was most disgusted with these so-called food critics, and wished you all the best in your next life.

Randy withdrew his gaze and scooped up a clear shark fin with his spoon, looking at it for a moment, trying to feed it to his mouth.

The smooth shark fin slips into your mouth almost immediately, and the shark fin soaked in the soup has a wonderful texture and wonderful taste, giving you a completely different experience from chicken.

The five judges were all savoring a small bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall, and the large bowl of river fresh soup on the side was completely ignored.

"Ding." Peter Fey's spoon was the first to touch the bottom, he raised his head and picked up the small bowl to pour the last few drops of soup into his mouth, put down the bowl, looked at McGonagall and said, "Boss Mai, another bowl!" ”

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