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It was a compliment that could not be improved any more. To be the main character means that Chominjun and Kaya are better than all the dishes here. It was not unreasonable that the participants' perceptions of the participants who heard and understood them became serious.
It is quite heartbreaking that Americans are not Americans, but if they are not Americans anyway, the chefs from the United States will take the lead in their home grounds.
Naturally, the French were forced to hope for someone to restore their pride. And it did not take long for someone to show up to that expectation.
Enzo
Bastian's voice was filled with full of pleasure. No, it was not merely nice to be in that voice. Respect, expectation, joy. Even if I heard that voice, I guessed how much the person was honored.
The conversation began between the two. It was French, not English. While the cameras around Bastian were busy capturing Enzo and Bastian, Cho Min-jun asked Kaya as he looked at them.
"Do you know who that is?"
"I know how French people are who."
"I think he likes to be Bastian …."
The man in front of Bastian was an old man who seemed old at a glance. There was a young man who seemed to be a disciple and there was a reason why Cho had to care for them.
'………. cooking level 9 and cooking level 8. In fact, one of the most frightening fair I've ever seen. '
I'm sure he is trying to show that he is scared. However, even if I was that low in age, I would have gotten a reputation that I could not even compare with other people. If you are in that position, you will lose more than you get.
Cho Min-joon looked at their cooking. And I had to make a mourning look at the moment. Their dish was olivolen. Donuts are traditionally enjoyed in Belgium as well as in France.
The olivolenes they created were very simple. A little bit of sugar powder on top of a spoon. Underneath it looked like cream sauce. It was the moment when Cho Min-joon saw his eyes. Kaya glared at his head.
"If you look at the Bastian, it looks like a pretty big person, but the cuisine looks plain. It's not an appetizer, but an amuse bush. I put it on a spoon like that. "
"The size of the olivolen itself is small compared to the usual ones."
Originally olborolen itself was not the size of a punch, but now olborolen they made was not of a general size. Even a large spoon for amuse bush is not enough to fill in the spoon, not enough to fill it.
'It's eight points …'
He was nervous about cooking level 9, but today he did not seem to be doing much. Or maybe he was trying to revive the intense flavor of his natural, nervous cuisine.
It was then. Bastian put Olivolen in his mouth and immediately smiled softly and talked with Enzo. Although the voices amplified by the microphone were ringing in the hall, it could not be understood in French, Kayakaya and Cho Min-jun.
"You are still. Enzo chef. "
"Is it still?"
"This is a consideration in the food. Amuse Bush, you made me think about having to eat a lot of food while I was examining it. "
"It's the cook's base to consider your appetite or situation."
"Enzo's chef is different from an ordinary chef because he can treat the judge as a guest, not as a judge, at this place."
"Do not let it pop up.
"· · · · · Did you learn English?
"Not exactly." My son is pretty English. "
Enzo pounded the shoulder of the man who was by his side with a pretty good expression. Bastian laughed as he looked around the house.
"Theo. The last time I saw it, I still felt like a boy, but now I am finished. "
"I'm older now, too."
"By the way, I did not think Enzo chef would come to this competition. Is not it the first time? "
"Not the first time. The second one. "
"Oh, did you ever see me before?"
Enzo looked at the moment Chominjun instead of the answer. At that moment, Bastian came up with a very long story. It was about Enzo's absence from the competition. At that time, I had a very bumpy defeat. When Bastian recalled the name that gave him the defeat, Enzo just opened his mouth.
Daniele He was defeated. "
Bastian still could not forget the moment. It was the time when self-esteem pierced the sky, as he was the gentleman's attention who held the head chef position in his 20s. I did not even imagine that I was going to be the chef who came to the United States for the same year, as I thought I was the best in France.
But at that time, Daniel simply defeated him like he scorned the Bastian. I did not win. I was trampled at all. Although Daniel was just concentrating on his cooking, Daniel at that time was a brutal violence above all else.
Since then, Daniel has not participated in the Paris International Cuisine Competition. Although he always expected that Daniel would come back, Daniel did not try to climb the mountain he had already occupied.
It was a frustrating experience for Enzo. I want to do it somehow, but I do not even have a chance to meet him. However, the fact that America is still far from you, I can not tell if I can fight again.
And so when Daniel was tossed into the world, Enzo spent a whole day barely as if he had been foolish for a long time. The Paris International Cuisine Competition could no longer be his concern.
But now he was right here. The reason was simple. Enzo looked at Cho Min-joon.
'… that child is likely to be a successor to Rachel.'
Rachel's successor was also a successor to Daniel's successor. Enzo also knew another rumor about the gourmet. Rachel broke the old house and came back to the front because her talent attracted her. Absolute taste. His talent as well as his taste were also noticed.
At first I wondered about that. However, Enzo was convinced at the moment when he faced the presence of Joe Legiano, who had been in America. Certainly, Rachel might have the possibility to overcome Daniel's absence.
Of course he was not going to compete with Cho Min-joon right now. Cho Min – joon and he had a very different way of walking. The starting line is not competition between other opponents, but only exchanges. The reason he came to this competition was elsewhere.
"My son will break that child."
"Theo?"
Bastian turned theo around with a little surprise. I did not doubt Theo's ability. He was also one of the youngest chefs in France as a promising prospect for the future. However, I was worried that I would be able to confront Cho Min-joon. Bastian turned off the microphone and whispered in a low voice.
"The reputation of that young chef is not a bubble. I have just finished the examination, so I can be more confident. It will be a pretty tough competition. "
"If I thought it would be easy, I would not bring this kid in the first place. There is a possibility to attach more to a great chef. At least I want to win in the discipline fight. "
When I get older, it 's only sticking. Bastian was enchanted and understandable at the same time. As a symbol of France, I have become a chef so much that I have been so conscious of the traces left by Daniel, so I want to overcome it.
"Good luck."
"That means that the qualifiers have passed?"
"Sure. To be honest, when I first saw visuals, I thought it was a common idea, but when I tasted it, it was not at all. What's in the cream with Olivolen? "
"Banana and thyme, and shrimp powder."
"·················································································································································· Thank you. I'll see you on the board. "
Enzo and Theo nodded comfortably at the end. Bastian sighed and went on to examine the rest. Even though Rose Island team still had four left, it was soon less of a worry for him.
"You are out."
"It is the elimination."
"Passed. But this is pretty hard on the main line. I need to adjust my breath a little more. "
Two of the three pair of pairs made by the Demi chefs in the Paris branch were eliminated. Only one team survived among them. Fortunately, I was relieved to worry that the Parisian international culinary competition might be filled with Rose Island chefs.
And now the last Rose Island Fair was in front of Bastian. Janet, and Javier. Two nervous eyes turned to Bastian. Bastian opened his mouth.
"I watched it pretty carefully before cooking. Mostly Janet Chef leads the cooking, Javier chef focuses on the supplement. "
"Yes, Janet is a bit better for this dish."
Javier opened his mouth with a smile. Looking at his face, Bastian had no choice but to revise his thoughts in his head. I was hoping that Javier would be totally backed by Janet, but I thought I might be against the calmness.
'· · · · · Are you controlling the racing wild horses?'
It was an unknown thing until I ate the food once. Even if his family is right, it would not make sense if the level of cooking was poor. Bastian turned to food.
"It's French toast."
It seemed to be common but it was unexpectedly hard to see at this convention. French toast was basically a very common dish. Cooking is enjoyed in every home, even in France as well as around the world.
And that popularity has made people unfairly prejudiced. The prejudice that French toast is a dish that is not so great. But it was not. French toast was a dish that was never easy to make properly. Just by adjusting the intensity of fire so that both eggs and bread can ripe, they were already in a very difficult area for amateurs.
Janet opened her mouth.
"The bottom of the French toast was soaked in custard, baked in the oven in that state, and then accompanied by whipped cream prasse, blueberry comfort, and caramel sauce."
"… It would not have been an easy challenge. I do French toast. "
"It would be delicious."
Janet said with pride. As Bastian continued to look at her, she opened her mouth with a dry voice.
"I decided to play with the taste. We are from Rose Island. It is not pushed by anyone here that makes the food delicious. "
Believing that, Bastian tore a French toast on a fork. French toast, which was baked in the oven, was grabbing the butter scent because it was made with brioche.
The moment I put it in my mouth, the flavor of the dessert was almost no more than a dessert. No, it was okay to use it in any situation, not dessert. I thought it would be okay to eat with this, and it would not hurt to write it as an appetizer. If you eat something like this, you'll want to eat more.
'············································································'
I wish I had such a great store in France. It was unbelievable that the people in front of them were Demi Chef. So I had to ask that question.
"Is Rose Island always a special occasion?"
"I do not do special things. This is a special day every day. "
Javier answered with care. He was laughing gently and speaking.
"The chefs in our restaurant are great. Just like MinJoon, who gave me the judge, and Anderson and Janet, all of them I can not help but chase after each other. And I think that being with such chefs is a better class than anything else. "
"Now you have."
"So I'm sure the winner of this tournament will come from our Rose Island."
With a timid voicemail, you take out the bold words without hesitation. Javier was not a particularly shocking expression. Kaya, like the person who took the word out of it, looked at the look of his face and muttered with complex expression.
"I'm not from Rose Island."
Holding the voice (4)
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