Free Web NovelChapter 676: Chapter 606: Centennial Law Point—Opera Cake
Hunger and craving made up the main theme of tonight.
All kinds of dessert shops were pleasantly surprised to find that their business tonight was unexpectedly good, with so many takeout orders that delivery guys almost broke their legs from running around.
As for the reason, they naturally knew it was because of the hottest live broadcast show at the moment, the Dessert Competition.
Watching a whole day of these world-class desserts, with their gorgeous shapes and perfect colors, who wouldn’t find them mouth-watering?
People get hungrier the more they crave, and even after just having a meal, they might feel like they could eat a whole cow.
And speaking of the hungriest person, it has to be Wang Fan himself.
While others could at least eat something while watching the competition, he stayed busy from morning till night to maintain his condition, barely eating a bite. Once he relaxed, the hunger hit him like a tidal wave.
Citing the need to rest, he declined the dinner arranged by the event organizers and went back to his RV directly.
When people are happy but also very tired and somewhat lazy, having a hotpot meal is definitely the right choice.
Wang Fan didn’t think about tomorrow’s match. Thinking about those things while enjoying dinner would just be self-torture.
He dipped some meat slices into the boiling broth, swirled them a few times, then fully coated them in the prepared sesame sauce. The aroma and smooth texture of the sesame sauce, combined with the fragrant, tender lamb, were enough to dispel the day’s fatigue.
As for their opponents, the France Team, they weren’t as relaxed.
to 0!
In the dessert competition they prided themselves on, they were harshly beaten with a 5 to 0 score!
A monumental humiliation!
This was a score that had never appeared in the previous two tournaments for the Huaxia Team.
And among those who scored the 5 to 0, there were two of the ten strongest members of their team!
Now, aside from Durand, no one had the absolute confidence to win.
Durand sat alone by the window, looking at the night outside, his face expressionless.
Others hung their heads in silence, mainly because there was nothing to say at this point; with desserts, no matter what is said, it ultimately comes down to skill.
Once the final product is placed in front of the judges, the outcome is clear as day.
Durand finally spoke: "Have you looked into this Wang Fan’s information? We know nothing about our opponent, but our opponents seem to know us well, and that’s an important reason for our failure in this competition."
Sofia got annoyed hearing this, because she had indeed seriously looked into Wang Fan’s information.
After all, this pesky Chinese man had beaten her, and tricked her into believing he was a chef and not a pastry chef.
She, a dignified pastry chef from a Michelin two-star restaurant, lost to a chef whose interest was making desserts!
Who do you think you’re mocking?!
Unwilling to believe it, once Sofia parted ways with Wang Fan, she started searching all over the internet for information about him.
What she found truly shocked her; she never expected everything Wang Fan said to be true!
He really is an authentic chef; he makes desserts just to please his girlfriend!
But she had to admit his girlfriend was indeed very beautiful. She wondered if there was a chance to meet her? What if the girlfriend liked her too?
Pulling her scattered thoughts back, Sofia sighed and said, "I’ve searched, but the information might upset you, and it doesn’t help the competition. So I think it’s best not to say anything."
Sofia was genuinely being kind because if these proud pastry chefs found out they lost to a Huaxia chef and not a pastry chef, they might just want to swim back up the Seine River in despair.
But hearing this, Durand found it very displeasing: "Just say it, I can judge its use by myself."
Sofia shrugged: "Fine, since you insist, based on what I found, he isn’t a full-time pastry chef but a Chinese chef. He only makes desserts to make his girlfriend happy, so you can’t find any information on his desserts online, nor can you predict what kind of desserts he will make."
"What?"
"Impossible!"
"That’s definitely a lie; he can’t be a Chinese chef. To make the desserts he did today, he must be a Huaxia pastry master!"
Sofia’s words immediately faced rebuttal from the other pastry chefs.
Being top figures in the industry, who would believe they lost to an amateur? Although chefs and pastry chefs both fall under the culinary umbrella, they are completely different in the specifics.
"If he isn’t a professional pastry chef, I’d rather swim back to France across the Pacific Ocean!"
"You must be lying to us, right?"
"Even if this information exists, it must be fake; it’s surely meant to mislead us."
Sofia shook her head and sighed, "I knew you wouldn’t believe me. Never mind, I’ve already lost, you can take your time figuring out a plan. I’m going back to plan where to tour for the remaining days."
A bunch of fools, I told you it’s untraceable. Even if you research till the sun rises, it’s pointless.
Rather than wasting time here, it’s better to go back and get some beauty sleep. Once the competition is over, I’d like to explore around properly, Sichuan is famous for its beautiful women.
Sofia left, leaving the group staring at each other, not knowing what to say.
Durand sighed and said in a deep voice, "Since there’s no useful information for now, don’t think about the useless stuff. Don’t dwell on winning or losing in tomorrow’s match. Treat the competition venue as your restaurant kitchen, and produce works you’re most satisfied with. Rest assured, I won’t let him take the victory that belongs to us."
