My Little Mom is the Richest

"Master, I see that the formation in the arena doesn't seem to require much effort from us at all?"

The guy from Spain touched the master's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Naturally, the master didn't just get carried away here before the competition was really heated up, but just quietly pushed down the little apprentices around him and watched the situation in the field silently.

And the guy who came up to attack was a very typical white man. Mu Qiu took a sip of the red wine in his hand. This kind of red wine should have belonged to the Porto winery, but it can be drunk here. It is made from the artificial terrain above, but the effect of drinking it in the mouth is really comparable to the taste of the original winery.

Porto belongs to the northern region of Portugal. The oceanic climate allows this area to receive sufficient precipitation, and the special terrain of Porto allows vines to grow. Therefore, the grape vines produced in this area have become the most in the world. One of the finest vines.

And in such an environment where everything is man-made, is it possible to produce such a perfect wine? ?

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

This time, the opponent of the Cantonese chef is a man from Italy. The chefs who can stand here must have two brushes, either Michelin or other certification associations. It is impossible for any guy to fish in troubled waters.

"The second round of defending! Start now!"

The food made by the Cantonese chef in the first scene is indeed only average, but it is something that can be seen in ordinary restaurants, and the posture of the second scene is far more terrifying than the first scene .

The chopping board in front of the chef of Cantonese cuisine has foie gras and mushrooms on it. This is probably to make wild mushrooms baked with foie gras in Cantonese cuisine. The ingredients are absolutely crucial in this kind of competition. The environment created by the hotel itself could not meet the requirements of the Cantonese chef. In the end, he flew the mushrooms just picked from the Cordinola Mountains to the site at his own expense. It's just that the more picky you are, especially in this kind of life-and-death competition, the ingredients must be carefully selected, otherwise you may lose completely.

And the Italian chef seems to be making desserts, and it is tiramisu that can be seen everywhere in Italy!

Tiramisu is indeed not a rare thing, but the taste of the top tiramisu in the world is definitely not what this kind of roadside vendor can make.

The dessert tiramisu is just a dessert. The method and technique of making it are basically known to everyone, but very few people can make this dessert to the extreme, or in other words, create their own style.

"The following one is an Italian chef from Rome, who is known as the "King of Desserts" in the industry. If you are interested, I will be the first to send you a taste after the work is finished. "

The lobby manager was standing next to Mu Qiu's sofa with a smile on his face at this moment. Mu Qiu nodded, noncommittal, and drank the last bit of red wine in one gulp.

"I said, are these chefs here hired by you?"

Mu Qiu didn't care.

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

"The so-called Michelin star below, the dish other than tiramisu should be Wellington steak? Of course, this kind of steak is fine with some desserts, but you can see for yourself, as long as it is a comparison People at the gluttonous level should not be able to appreciate this difference, right?"

The manager was confused and didn't understand the situation at all, and he didn't know what this guy who had been in BALABALBA was talking about.

"Look for yourself, Wellington steak, the mushroom sauce between the puff pastry and the meat, basically all experienced diners know to use small brown mushrooms, right?? Then you little brother from Michelin, , but the big brown mushrooms are used."

Mu Qiu nudged his head and signaled the manager to go to the cutting board, which is not difficult to see.

"Hey, why did you invite some like this? You want to catch my eye, you things, tell the truth..."

Mu Qiu shook his head and spread his hands helplessly.

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

Mu Qiu really was Mu Qiu, no matter what time he said, he would become a stool for the guys.

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

Cantonese cuisine cooks really are relatively stable. Foie gras is made from freshly made foie gras and finely chopped. It has completely changed its appearance.

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