Free Web NovelChapter 685: Chapter 610: Northeast Dessert Beauty Icon – Bird’s Nest Snowy Red Bean Paste
"This damn camera! It’s driving me crazy!"
"This is a pinnacle battle, can they win or not? Come on, Boss Wang, everyone in Jiaodong is hoping you win!"
"I roughly know what Boss Wang made, it should be a specialty dish from our Northeast—Snow Velvet Red Bean Paste, but it feels much more refined than what’s made at restaurants here."
"Huh? A dessert you can eat at any restaurant, used to strike a Michelin three-star chef’s masterpiece? Isn’t that a bit over the top?"
"Suddenly I have a bad feeling."
The pastry chef showdown doesn’t have clashing knives and fists, just a race against time and the chefs’ understanding of their creations.
With Zhang Tao’s announcement of "time’s up," Wang Fan and Durand both covered their desserts with a serving lid simultaneously.
Only then did the two breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as that lid isn’t on, it means the competition isn’t over, nerves must be kept taut. Now they just wait for the judges’ comments, and it’s no longer that hard to bear.
Both felt they had done their best, and what happens next depends on fate.
Zhang Tao walked to the judges’ table and with a smile, asked Wang Fan, "This is the final match, after this round, we’ll determine the ultimate champion. So, let me ask for the last time—Wang Fan, as the winner of the last round, whose dessert would you like the judges to taste first?"
Wang Fan said, "Then please have the judges try my dessert first."
Before he finished speaking, the camera immediately zoomed in on Wang Fan’s dessert.
Allen placed his hand on the plate cover, and the audience, both on-site and watching the livestream, fell silent.
The general manager of the mall hovered a finger over the mouse, decisively clicking it the moment the plate cover lifted.
"Dun dun dun dun... dun dun dun..."
Although no one knows who played this background music the first time, everyone has a childhood, right? I’m only in my early thirties, just the right age to have grown up watching these animations.
I always wondered if a real-life dish could match this background music until these past few days’ dessert competition, seeing the various desserts created by Wang Fan, who’s like a young culinary prodigy, I now have my answer.
I hope this final battle piece won’t disappoint me!
As the background music played, the camera zoomed in again, this time without heavy smoke, but the scene presented to the audience still left them speechless with amazement.
Glowing cuisine!
The moment the plate cover was lifted, there was a switch from dark to light, and countless light spots flickered before the lens.
With silver and gold sparkles constantly changing, everyone was immersed in this magical beauty.
The audience came to their senses, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.
What is this?
You didn’t install mood lights on your dessert, did you?
Is glowing cuisine a reality?
Are you playing visual effects in real life? And you’ve been playing since the start!
You’re obviously making desserts under the pretense of playing magic, I’ve tolerated you for a long time!
The audience didn’t know where to begin their complaints; Wang Fan’s dessert constantly challenged their perception limits.
But the audience actually misunderstood Wang Fan this time because even he didn’t know how this happened.
"It’s the fill light, the camera angle must have intentionally found the perfect spot, or it was a coincidence, creating a line between the camera, dessert, and fill light. The lights are bright, and the sugar strings on the dessert are smooth and delicate, forming these scattered light effects."
Professor Liu sharply identified the issue.
For filming convenience, fill lights are indeed placed behind the judges’ seating, but no one expected that this would greatly enhance Wang Fan’s dessert presentation.
Even though Allen completely lifted the plate lid, revealing the snow velvet red bean paste, the fine sugar strings spiraled like a bird’s nest enveloping plump white balls, and the twinkling light continued to flicker.
Durand widened his eyes to the maximum, never having seen a scene like this.
Allen now conceded; this magical Oriental chef kept creating surprises. He truly wanted to bring him to France, owning another three-star restaurant.
Allen was ready to seriously consider what it would take to lure Wang Fan.
But for now, more important tasks were at hand.
He picked up a spoon and resolutely tapped on the sugar strings resembling a work of art from the bird’s nest, creating a gap on the snow velvet red bean paste.
He picked one up and brought it to his nose; amidst the rich sweet aroma was a hint of bean paste fragrance, seemingly with an elusive meaty scent that tantalized his taste buds.
Chen Guomin and Felix also picked up a plump snow velvet red bean paste and gently took a bite.
"Crunch..."
A soft crunch didn’t happen in the ear, but directly in the mind, even causing doubt whether the sound existed.
Perfect control of cooking time had the dessert’s outer layer reaching the crisp edge, a single bite felt crisp without the hardness of a crust.
Almost in an instant, the crisp texture transformed into cloud-like softness.
"!"
Just a single bite, not even reaching the bean paste filling yet, already left a big exclamation mark over the judges’ heads.
This texture was so unique, seemingly never before tasted in their lives.
The feeling between crispiness and softness was so mesmerizing it drove one nearly crazy.
Eagerly taking another bite, the soft sweet bean paste prompted a honeyed smile to dance on the judges’ lips involuntarily.
When eating, the tongue first contacts the food, notably sensitive to sweet flavors; when sweetness reaches the heart, the smile naturally appears.
Wang Fan’s formulated outer skin wasn’t extraordinarily sweet, yet like a feather floating onto the lake of the heart, softly tickling their delicate nerves, and the smile escaped their control, a recognition by the brain of this level of sweetness.
The snow velvet red bean paste, about egg-sized, only allowed the judges two small bites, barely half gone before taking the third all at once into their mouths.
They eagerly bit down, their eyes immediately widening.
Upon the remaining piece entering their mouths, they indulged joyfully, as the teeth pierced the bean paste there was a rush of sweet juice gushing out, even leaving a dark red trace at Felix’s lip corner.
Too hurried to wipe it away, Felix eagerly gulped down a mouthful, swallowing the exceedingly sweet syrup into his stomach.
Sweet, smooth, thick yet without graininess, a refreshing cane sugar flavor told him it was brown sugar water, yet the richness and sweetness were overwhelmingly engaging, with an enduring sugary finish lingered in the throat, an entirely new sweetness never before tasted!
Felix hastily picked up another with chopsticks, this time not eating it, simply held it, the snow velvet red bean paste’s temperature slightly reduced, no longer hot to the touch, holding it with one hand pulled the corner off gently with the other.
Chen Guomin and Allen watched in surprise, as the camera lens swiftly turned to him.
The plump white skin got torn away, revealing the red bean paste inside, unsatisfactory, he squeezed the bean paste lightly.
"Pop..."
