Logan looked at Nakiri Senzaemon in disbelief, refusing to believe that such a result came from his mouth, and his wrinkled old face couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
Xiang En, who was on the side, heard this unexpected result, and his face suddenly darkened. Only Xia Tian heard this result, and he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in the pastry, to be honest, no one can beat the inheritance.
The crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors of the Bailuo family for thousands of years, this long historical heritage is no joke, Xia Tian also used a trick this time to achieve a draw.
Nakiri Senzaemon looked at the excited Logan and said calmly: "Mr. Logan, no matter what, this is the assessment made by the three judges after careful consideration. It is absolutely fair and impartial."
"I don't believe that the Bao Luo family's "soul-soothing" sacrifice that can even calm rivers - the Sishen Seafood Eight-Treasure Buns, can't win against such a weird Shaomai by that hairy boy."
The honor of the Bailuo family as the ancestor of pastry for thousands of years has not only brought the Bailuo family incomparable honor, but also brought a heavy burden. I have been deeply influenced by the family since I was a child. The Bailuo family is number one in pastry.
Logan was also deeply proud of him. But this time... Logan couldn't help but look at the Xia Tian who was fighting against him, gritted his teeth and said:
"I didn't expect it to be a tie, that brat..."
"Mr. Logan, you know, in fact we have a hard time making a choice." Nakiri Senzaemon's words attracted Logan's attention. After hearing this, Logan turned to look at Nakiri Senzaemon, and said he was not polite.
said:
"Boy, what do you mean?"
Nakiri Senzaemon was slightly startled by Logan's title. As Totsuki's "Eating Demon King" and a senior figure in the neon cuisine world, he had not been treated so rudely for a long time.
He remembered that this title was used when he was young, but when he thought of Logan's age of over a hundred years old, Nakiri Senzaemon could only smile bitterly:
"Mr. Logan, your Shishen seafood eight-treasure buns, both the dough and the fillings, are made from over 1,700 years of experience..." Speaking of this, Nakiri Senzaemon paused for a moment, then shook his head.
He continued: "...it brings together the essence of wisdom and technology of more than 1,700 years. After the accumulation of time and years, this pastry is simply the most perfect pastry I have ever tasted."
"Then how could you..." Logan stepped forward doubtfully but hesitated to speak.
"That's because this boy's shaomai is also perfect." A slightly feminine smile appeared on Nakiri Thistle's face.
"What!"
Logan looked at the people on the judges' stage in surprise, and saw that they all nodded in unison.
"Old man, although your cooking is very good, this boy named Xia Tian is no worse than you." An Yu put her hands together, slightly raised her fair and slender neck, and looked down at Logan below, showing off his imposing manner as a first-class executive officer of WGO.
undoubtedly:
"Summer's Shaomai perfectly matches each filling, reaching the golden ratio. Pork, vegetables, shrimp, and eggs are perfectly blended together under his mixing, giving people an impeccable firmness.
Feeling, it is also a perfect work.”
"How is that possible?" Logan said in disbelief.
"But this is the truth." Nakiri Senzaemon sighed and said with a face full of shame: "As a Shokuki reviewer, we cannot distinguish the pros and cons of two perfect dishes. It is our
Responsibility, but even if I were asked to choose again, I can only judge it this way."
Nakiri Senzaemon's words left Logan speechless, but at this moment, he suddenly jumped up to the judges' table. His body was so light that he didn't look like an old man. He grabbed a handful of summer shaomai and stuffed it into his mouth.
Inside, he kept mumbling while eating:
"I want to try how delicious this kid's shaomai is."
As Logan tasted the summer shaomai, he suddenly felt that the delicious taste of Jinhua ham, perfectly set off by various ingredients, instantly filled his mouth, making his taste buds that had declined due to age suddenly become active, and he couldn't help but
Zhu Zhu picked up another Shaomai and tasted it, but he still said rudely:
"This siomai is far from my steamed buns."
While Logan was complaining, Xia Tian also walked up, looked at Logan with a smile, and asked: "Old man, can you let me try your steamed buns too?"
"Hmm!" Logan raised his head and glanced at Xia Tian, and said proudly: "Kid, since you want to eat, you can eat it, so that you can see that my Bao Luo family's steamed buns are better than your little Shaomai.
How many times."
Xia Tian was not angry, still smiling, and began to taste the legendary steamed buns. He picked up a green steamed bun, and the bright eyes and attractive aroma made Xia Tian couldn't help but move his index fingers.
To be honest, since coming to this world, Xia Tian feels most happy when he can taste all kinds of delicious food, and now there are luminous dishes from the Chinese world, which makes Xia Tian even more happy.
Take a bite of the bun, and the skin of the bun is as soft as cotton. The rich soup overflows immediately. The seafood filling inside is cooked in a gentle casserole to fully reflect the deliciousness of the seafood. It is delicious.
!
"Little devil, don't the steamed buns from our Bao Luo family taste good?"
Logan asked suddenly.
"Well, it's so delicious. It's indeed a steamed stuffed bun passed down from generation to generation by the Bai Luo family." Xia Tian gave Logan a thumbs up and praised without hesitation.
But Logan was stunned by Xia Tian's performance and said with some hesitation: "Boy, you have to know that what you are eating now is your opponent's food. Is it really okay to praise your opponent like this?"
"But these buns are indeed very delicious! Just because they are delicious, they are delicious." Xia Tian replied matter-of-factly.
“Delicious is delicious!”
Xia Tian's unthinking answer shocked Logan's whole body, as if Xia Tian's words were something extraordinary. He unconsciously lowered his head and repeated Xia Tian's last words with dull eyes.
"If it's delicious, it's delicious. If it's delicious, it's delicious... That's right! If it's delicious, it's delicious! What's there to question? Hahaha~"
But as he kept chanting, Logan seemed to understand something, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he even raised his head and laughed loudly. Xia Tian was a little confused, but in the end he was infected by Logan's hearty laughter, and also
Laughed together,
"Grandpa, what happened to them?"
Nakiri Erina looked at Logan and Xia Tian in confusion, wondering why the two people who were supposed to be rivals were laughing so happily together.
"Maybe they all understand the true meaning of us being chefs!"
Nakiri Senzaemon looked at his granddaughter lovingly and sighed in his heart, his granddaughter still has a long way to go.
…
Just when the atmosphere between Xia Tian and Logan became a little subtle, a cold voice came to their ears:
"Okay, Logan, it's time to finish!"
The laughter stopped suddenly, and when Xia Tian looked back, it was Xiang En who had no emotion in his eyes.