Free Web NovelChapter 673: Chapter 604: Dragon Roar Apple Mousse (Part 2)
Pull out a piece of dough, roll it into a strip, pinch it into a cone, cut into strips, brush with water, poke holes...
Huh? When did I start using repeated words? And so many of them? Have I been in the South too long?
As my mind wandered, my hands had already completed a lotus pod with stamens.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we can see that Boss Wang is in a very good state right now, and he’s smiling as if he’s thinking of something happy. Seeing him like this, I feel that the outcome of this competition is still uncertain."
As the host, Zhang Tao couldn’t be too biased, but seeing the almost-constant upward curve of Wang Fan’s mouth, he knew this round was far from over.
And it seemed like the opponent might be having a bit of bad luck?
Zhuo Qianqian’s previously tense expression completely relaxed when she saw Wang Fan’s current demeanor, and her heart settled back into her chest.
The way the boss looks now only means one thing: he’s already sure of victory in this competition!
Confidence, you must be confident. Frankly, Wang Fan couldn’t think of a way he could lose.
Little Master Chef’s Rising Dragon Dumplings are impressive, right? Today, I’ll show you something even more amazing. Little Master Chef’s show was a bit too conservative back in the day!
Xiao Bufan was currently focused on making molds, with no attention to spare for outside matters.
Being the pastry chef at a Two-star Michelin restaurant with ordinary looks, he naturally had his talents.
This time, he planned to make a mock apple mousse; the mold just needed a rough shape, which was relatively simple.
But he believed in his own strength: even the simplest mock apple mousse could dazzle the eyes of the world once completed, especially these unexperienced Huaxia people.
His series of mock fruit cakes were chased by French nobles upon release, making reservations at his restaurant hard to come by. Many other stores tried to imitate it, but mastering the proportion of ingredients he controlled wasn’t something ordinary people could learn easily.
Even in front of the cameras, it didn’t matter, as long as the weighing of materials was concealed.
The subsequent production was nothing much; only this step was essential. Without the correct proportions, others couldn’t even complete the demolding step.
My opponent should be moving as slowly as a snail; I doubt he can finish making the rabbit ears of the Awakened Lion Fortune Rabbit by the end of the match.
Hehehe, I’ll win this competition in the end, and then I’ll become even more famous, and might even have a chance to become the general manager of the company’s Huaxia region!
Immersed in his world, Xiao Bufan didn’t notice that Wang Fan already had a lot of things completed in front of him.
Compared to pastries, this dough craft was much simpler; none of the steps required too much precision. As long as the technique was mastered, one could quickly produce a large number of things.
Wang Fan had studied the flower pastry for over a week, and all the details were crystal clear. To achieve the effect he wanted, an ordinary petal was divided into three parts: thin, medium, and thick.
But making it was simple—just used different strengths while rolling the dough.
Using clean water, he glued the rolled petals one by one onto the lotus pod, completing a lotus bud.
Wang Fan’s container for the lotus flower was a large lake-green enamel basin; once a bud was finished, he inserted it into the basin, and due to the angle, the audience couldn’t see the base of these lotus flowers.
However, the audience couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed with what was displayed now.
Because what was shown seemed overly plain—just a bunch of solitary lotus buds. How could it beat the opponent?
"What’s Boss Wang making here? Dough flowers?"
"No matter what he’s making, it seems like it’ll be hard to win. I just looked up this Xiao Bufan guy, and it turns out he’s the creator of the recently trending mock cakes. Even if Boss Wang brings out flowers, it seems unlikely to win."
"Huh? The creator of the mock cakes? I couldn’t bear to buy them before; a rabbit the size of an egg cost over 50 bucks. Why don’t they just rob me?"
"Forget the cost; they really do look great. What’s more, he’s a Michelin-level chef and creator. It’s hard to imagine how exquisite his works can be."
Audience members both onsite and watching the livestream were generally not optimistic about Wang Fan.
But fortunately, no one was particularly harsh, criticizing Wang Fan excessively. After all, he had consecutively won four matches against Michelin-level chefs; saying he should do better is easier said than done, so why not prove your skills yourself?
As time ticked by, Xiao Bufan’s dessert was gradually taking shape. Once the mold was opened, he used various techniques and materials to color the apple. Even the semi-finished product displayed in front of the camera amazed the audience.
"Wow, this apple looks really exquisite, even prettier than a real apple."
"Oh my, if I hadn’t watched him make it, I would’ve thought it was a real apple placed there."
"Amazing skills; even though I really hope Boss Wang wins, it’s hard to see any hope."
Feeling the commotion, Xiao Bufan smiled slightly; if that stunned them, just wait till the syrup is applied, and they’ll be blown away, right?
But I won’t show this last step now; it’s to be demonstrated for the judges, instantly elevating it!
"I’m done."
Almost at the same time, Wang Fan and Xiao Bufan spoke these words.
Xiao Bufan’s piece was covered with a cloche and brought to the judges’ table by an etiquette lady.
Wang Fan’s piece was more troublesome; one etiquette lady couldn’t even lift it!
His piece not only had that large lake-green basin, but the basin was still in the steamer!
Xiao Bufan remained expressionless, but inwardly, he curled his lips in disdain, thinking making such a big fuss was just for show. What, is it going to bloom or something?
Wang Fan helped lift it too. His steamer was indeed a bit big, and when placed down, it blocked the three judges.
Wang Fan plugged in the steamer and said to Chen Guomin, "Mr. Chen, could you please help me flip this maximum power switch in a moment?"
Although Chen Guomin didn’t know what Wang Fan was up to, he was happy to help.
"Sure, just give me a look when it’s time to press."
At this point, it was customary to ask Wang Fan whose work he would like to taste first, even though no tasting would occur this time; the order still needed to be decided.
Wang Fan estimated it was just a bit early, so he chose to present Xiao Bufan’s work first.
Xiao Bufan had no objections; any objections didn’t matter anyway.
Taking the microphone, he smiled and said, "My work is called Dragon Chant Apple Mousse, and there’s one last step I hope Judge Allen can complete for me."
Wang Fan gave him a surprised look; his opponent also had a last step for the judge, coincidently similar to his own.
Allen was naturally willing to help: "Just let me know."
Xiao Bufan said, "Please help me drizzle the syrup evenly over the apple."
Allen nodded upon hearing this, picked up the syrup jug beside him, tilted it over the apple, and slowly drizzled it down.
The syrup was colorless, but upon hitting the apple, it formed a shiny sugar coating on the skin, making the already exquisite apple look even more lustrous and glossy. Under the gentle lights, it reflected light, appearing somewhat dazzling.
"This is an original mock apple mousse of mine. Sadly, limited by the competition rules, I could only make my own mold, which constrained my full potential. But in the future, I will strive to present even better works to everyone."
Xiao Bufan’s words were humble, but the confidence and pride in his tone were evident to anyone with ears.
The audience didn’t find anything wrong with that; with such skills, if he wasn’t confident and proud, who could endure more than a Ninja Turtle?
But with this, can Boss Wang still win?
The audience all looked at Wang Fan worriedly, only to find him calm and even... trying to suppress a laugh?
"What’s with Boss Wang? Is he dazed from losing? Why does he look like he wants to laugh but doesn’t think it’s fitting?"
"Is this a silly smile? The opponent’s strength exceeded expectations and scared him silly?"
"Even if you lose, Boss Wang, we support you. You lost due to stamina, definitely not because you didn’t have the skills!"
