Chapter 1205

In an instant, the world changed. Park Jindong seemed to have entered the lava land of the end of the world. His body kept trembling. It was physical joy, not fear.

It is a kind of joy that comes from extreme fear.

Directly through the sense of smell, he controlled the entire person's mind, and even subconsciously pulled Park Jindong into such a hellish world.

"No, I'm still cooking." Park Jindong's happy expression showed signs of struggle, which looked very strange.

He couldn't be immersed in such a complicated and weird feeling of happiness. His dishes were not finished yet.

"Huhu." In the real world, Park Jindong gasped, sweat dripping on his forehead, his body trembled slightly, and he looked up at Yang Ming.

"What is the power of chili peppers that has such terrifying power?" Park Jindong wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a breath, "But if the taste of the final tofu is not up to standard, you will lose."

Park Jindong affirmed that it is impossible to apply such ingredients to such tender tofu.

"It's so spicy. It's really spicy. My whole body seems to be on fire."

"It felt like a fire was burning in my body, and I felt like I was dying."

"But why do I feel so happy again? My whole body seems to be in a paradise of happiness."

"This power makes me intoxicated. This kind of power is so captivating."

The audience in the auditorium of the venue were directly brought into a strange illusion by the power of this extreme chili pepper. Two emotions were intertwined in their hearts, fear, but still very eager, just like moths rushing to the flame. General instinct.

"This chili was used to process magma tofu." Kobayashi Ryodan said with an intoxicated look, "And now the power is even more powerful. It is even difficult for me to escape from the olfactory attack of that dish. Yang Ming is even more powerful than before. incredible."

"Yang Mingjun, it's amazing, that special ingredient can actually be cooked." Hinatako was also sweating, but her eyes were looking at the competition venue without blinking.

The power of this chili pepper is not the power of ordinary chili peppers.

"Is this Yang Ming? The young man who is regarded as the Son of God in today's Japanese cuisine world." A white-haired old man at the review table said with an intoxicated look on his face, "This scent is very exciting, and my body can't bear it at all. Live, but why is my body so excited?"

"It's not just the power of chili peppers that prevents the body from being irritated," another reviewer said, "but the taste is really hard to describe."

"It's so intoxicating. Yang Ming conquered us directly through the power of smell."

"As expected, he is a player who can get perfect scores in the knockout rounds."

"Now I'm even more looking forward to what Yang Ming's dishes will be."

At this moment, the examiners were also conquered by the power of Yang Ming's dishes, and at this moment, Yang Ming's dishes had not even really taken shape.

When Yang Ming's dish is truly formed, it will be the result of the power of Hell's Cuisine Lava Tofu being fully gathered and then erupting all at once.

As time passed slowly, the power of this sense of smell slowly dissipated.

The cooking time is almost here.

"I'm done." Park Jindong looked at the dishes in front of him and smiled. .

Looking at Yang Ming who was still finishing the finishing work, Park Jindong sneered, "My dishes will beat you. The impact of your fragrance before was really powerful, but such dishes are so difficult that it's unimaginable. I don't believe you can do it." Perfect solution, you were too arrogant this time.”

The rarer the ingredients, the more difficult it is to handle, not to mention some ingredients that are not accessible to ordinary chefs.

It is also very difficult to maintain the delicious taste of such ingredients, because there are some defects that will destroy the delicious taste. This is a multi-faceted test for a chef.

Park Jindong felt terrible when he thought about it. It was impossible for him to do it, so he thought it was impossible for Yang Ming to do it.

"My dishes." Without thinking about this, Park Jindong put his dishes on the tray and slowly walked towards the cooking table.

He wants the reviewers to start tasting his dishes.

Putting the dishes in his hand in front of the examiner one by one, Park Jindong said, "This is my dish White Jade Tofu."

White jade tofu is a typical Korean tofu. You can see the soft Korean tofu shaking constantly. Around the Korean tofu are various auxiliary ingredients.

Lettuce is placed on the Korean tofu plate as a garnish.

At the same time, cashew nuts are placed on top of the tofu, which is an additional ingredient when cooking Korean tofu.

"The appearance looks very attractive, making people feel like eating them in their mouth right away." One of the inspectors said while looking at the dish.

"The plate shakes slightly, and the tofu keeps shaking. The softness is just right for Korean tofu."

"Then let's taste this dish." The examiners picked up the chopsticks very carefully, because if you use force, the tender Korean tofu may break.

“It’s very delicious. The tender Korean tofu is cooked very well. All kinds of flavors are blended into the tofu, giving the smooth tofu an incomparable flavor.”

"Seafood stock is also added to it. The seafood ingredients are integrated into the tofu, adding an extremely attractive impact to the tofu."

"The cashew nuts have a slight salty taste and a crisp texture, which adds a double impact to the taste buds of this single Korean tofu."

"The grasp of the ingredients and the cooking temperature are all master-level. He is worthy of being a chef who can pass the elimination round."

The examiners all said in admiration.

This dish is completely in line with the level of being able to pass the knockout round. It is much better than the dishes in some restaurants outside. After all, Park Jindong is the chef of a well-known restaurant in South Korea. Although Yang Ming seems to have some brain problems, he still has strength. of.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that he wanted to expose Yang Ming's mask with such confidence.

"Yang Ming, let's see what you do." Park Jindong smiled. His dishes were very satisfactory to the inspectors. He looked at Yang Ming's cooking table out of the corner of his eye.

Yang Ming walked towards the review seat step by step with the dishes in his hand.

"What is that?" Park Jindong was stunned. In Yang Ming's dishes, he could see extremely red colors flowing, as if he could only see red things, and there seemed to be no tofu in them.

Yang Ming, with a calm smile, placed the dishes in his hands in front of the examiners.