As soon as the golden silk noodles are in the mouth, they have a fine and soft texture, like noodles with thin hair, but they are very chewy.

Although it is impossible to compare with thicker noodles, this taste is already excellent for such thin noodles.

The soup with golden silk noodles looks very clear, like tea, it doesn't seem special, or even a little light.

But after entering, you can find that the light taste is extremely rich.

With the unique fine texture of the gold wire surface, it makes people unable to stop.

"Mr. Yu, what do you think?"

Wang Hua asked in a low voice.

Mr. Yu glanced at him and said, "I'm not a judge, what do you ask me for?"

Wang Hua smiled and said, "Although you are not a judge, I am a little curious about your opinion."

What Mr. Yu said cannot influence the outcome of the game at all, and Wang Hua knows this.

He asked, just because he was curious.

When Mr. Yu heard this, he thought for a while and said, "I tasted this big sword golden silk noodles ten years ago. At that time, the person who made this noodles became famous for the golden silk noodles. At that time, he was very famous in China. The golden silk noodles he made were even worse than what I tasted today."

When Wang Hua heard this, he smiled and responded, and then he did not speak.

Old Yu's eyes showed a look of memories. The person who made this pasta at that time was now a pasta master.

Everyone was immersed in the deliciousness of the big sword gold silk noodles and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

The taste of the golden silk noodles and the taste of the soup base, combined with the two, is a superb delicacy.

Everyone has a very savvy taste, and now I have to admit that the taste of this noodles makes them stunning.

After the delicious food in his mouth dissipated a little, everyone reluctantly began to rate the pastry.

In the kitchen at this time.

Du Dawei's buns have also been put into the steamer, and his cooking has reached the last step.

As the steam emerged, a flour-like wheat scent also drifted out.

When it was time, Du Dawei kept the heat from the pot, picked up the buns, and put them on a plate.

Then, like Liao Wenping, he raised his hand.

As Du Dawei walked out, the live broadcast also cut to the judges.

The same thing happened to Liao Wenping just now.

The scene where the judges taste the pastry is also one of the highlights of the competition. The audience can guess who is the winner based on the judges' expressions.

Wei Xu, who was guarding the live broadcast, was sweating a little at this moment.

Liao Wenping's big sword golden silk surface puts too much pressure.

The production process is not only gorgeous, but also the finished product is quite exquisite.

Every item is very interesting when sitting on the bar and cutting skills.

Wei Xu is quite familiar with pastry. After all, he has been in contact since childhood. Although he is not talented and has not gone through this industry, his vision is not bad.

He could see how skillful Liao Wenping's technique was, and how difficult it was to make the golden silk surface.

The soup looks very good.

Wei Xu knew that this was a high-end clear soup, made with a variety of ingredients, the soup base was clear and bright, and the color was slightly brown.

In contrast, all Du Dawei made was a bun that looked ordinary.

The production process is also a bit dull and there is no amazing operation.

This made Wei Xu a little worried.

Of course, he also knew that the buns looked ordinary on the outside, but they all had their own secrets inside.

But the pressure on the golden silk face put too much pressure on him, which made him unable to help but worry.

Du Dawei's buns were served on the judges' table. The judges did not look down on this pastry just because this pastry was just a bun.

Although buns are ordinary in life, there are many kinds of pastries. There are also many amazing buns, both in taste and skills.

"What kind of bun is this?" a judge asked.

There is no way, the appearance of the bun is similar. Generally speaking, except for a few special buns, it is difficult to tell what kind of bun is just from the appearance.

Perhaps only the pastry chef who made this pastry knows what it is.

Du Dawei said: "When it comes to the name, I haven't figured out what it should be called."

"Not name bun?" asked a judge.

Du Dawei said: "It's considered unknown for the time being."

The other judges nodded, but in fact they didn't care so much about the name of the bun.

As for the bun, the name is good, the key is the taste.

During this competition, they also tasted a lot of buns, and the one that surprised them the most was the Jiumiao bun.

I don’t know how the buns made by Chef Du tasted compared to Jiumiao buns.
Chapter completed!