CHAPTER 582: CHAPTER 581: JINMEN LUO FAMILY

"Don’t underestimate Dojima Yin!"

Li Quan said in a deep voice, watching Dojima Yin on the stage, who was focused on writing down the list of ingredients and tools.

He glanced at Li Han, then shook his head and said, "Since you lost the first round, Far Moon has taken 1 point, leaving our team behind. If we can’t strongly reclaim 1 point in this round to even the score, the White Jade Building Team will be clearly losing..."

Li Han shrugged.

"Uncle Quan, I really tried my best, but who knew I’d run into such a monster," he said, feeling wronged, as he glanced around at the top chefs. "I ask you, who among you would have the confidence to secure 1 point in the first round?"

Even Li Quan’s eyes flickered, and the rest of the top chefs were silent.

"So..."

Li Han let out a breath and leaned heavily against the chair’s backrest, then skillfully pulled out his phone, put on white earphones, and hummed as he entered his gaming state.

A quarter hour later, the second round of the contest officially began!

Luo Ying faced off against Dojima Yin!

Both had changed into their cooking attire; however, Luo Ying, on the competition stage, simply donned an apron, and because her hair was tied up, she could directly wear a chef’s hat.

The staff gradually brought up the ingredients and cooking utensils.

Compared to Dojima Yin, Luo Ying had a special pancake station, which looked like a teppanyaki setup. A circular iron plate covered it, and beneath was a heated stove connected to gas, and steam rose from it shortly after.

At the opening, the camera focused on Luo Ying’s side.

People were curious about what kind of dish this ordinary-looking woman would present.

They watched as she brought out two different small bags and poured out two differently colored powders.

The white was wheat flour.

The other was green.

"Mung bean flour?"

The chief judge, Kogawa Shinyiro, remarked in surprise, "Mung bean flour has a natural meaty aroma, but for such a competition, isn’t the ingredient too ordinary?"

Suddenly, he paused.

In his view, the mung bean flour and wheat flour mixed, and the originally pure white wheat flour instantly became golden and radiant.

"That is..."

There were exclamations from the judges’ table.

"Burning Purple Rose" Andrea covered her mouth and said, "Golden Wheat!"

At this time, Xia Yu was still communicating with the Chef God Space, exploring the use of ’qi.’ Otherwise, he would have jumped up right away, as Golden Wheat was exactly the latest fantasy ingredient he unlocked after defeating Tang Yuqiong.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yu had yet to figure out how to master Golden Wheat, but now a chef dared to use it openly in the competition!

"Golden Wheat, known as the dream ingredient best suited for making pasta!" Judge Adelaide exclaimed, her eyes filled with excitement. "It seems my decision to accept the official invitation to the event and be a judge on-site was indeed wise. So many chefs have surprised me. In the last round, it was Xia Yu’s ’intention,’ and in the second round, it’s Luo Ying’s mastery and use of the dream ingredient, Golden Wheat?"

The other judges did not speak, but as the camera rolled over them, their expressions were filled with anticipation.

Clunk!

On the sidelines, the Far Moon Team, Zhu Qing and Saito Chiyokuro, looked serious.

"This Luo Ying..."

Zhu Qing took a breath and said, "She hid well. I had never heard of her mastering Golden Wheat before back home. Fantasy ingredients could be the key piece of the puzzle for her ideal recipe!"

"Ideal recipe, huh?"

Saito Chiyokuro nodded and said, "In a way, an ideal recipe with a fantasy ingredient is much more terrifying than a ’killer’ recipe!"

On the stage, even Dojima Yin couldn’t help but stop his work to glance at Luo Ying in surprise and suspicion.

His nose suddenly sniffed.

"That mung bean flour... No, it can’t be an ordinary ingredient to pair with Golden Wheat!" Dojima Yin secretly broke into a cold sweat, immediately feeling a strong threat. "Looks like I must take this seriously!"

"Otherwise, I’ll be crushed!"

Luo Ying indeed brought out her ideal recipe.

This ideal recipe was none other than her latest creation from the past year, "Golden Pancake," made with golden wheat from the fantasy ingredients. Its quality could rival the dishes of the Lin rank just through the ingredients!

Moreover, this was Luo Ying’s summary of the Jinmen Luo Family’s pancake cooking artistry over the past century, and it was unfortunate that the second round’s topic coincidentally hit the mark.

Such an international competition was also an opportunity for chefs to gain fame.

Hearing the venue fill with ongoing whispers,

while kneading and mixing, a touch of eagerness finally appeared in Luo Ying’s eyes—

Let the world see the Luo Family’s innovation of traditional snacks!

"Water, 200 grams!"

Holding a transparent measuring cup, Luo Ying precisely controlled the water amount, thoroughly mixing the wheat flour and mung bean powder to form a smooth batter.

The batter, undoubtedly, was key to the pancake, significantly affecting the taste.

Thump, thump!

The kitchen knife chopped, turning a bunch of green onions into fine bits.

By now, the special pancake skillet had also been fully heated. Luo Ying bent down slightly and picked up a nameless, clearly personally prepared oil can from the ground, poured a half-bowl, and started handling the batter.

"Personally prepared oil?"

The judges pondered, focusing on Luo Ying as she poured some oil onto the iron plate of the pancake skillet, took a kitchen paper, and meticulously spread the oil across every corner of the plate, leaving no spot untouched.

Next came the cooking steps familiar to many average spectators.

A shiny spoon scooped and poured.

Thus, small clumps of batter lightly glowed on the black iron plate, embellished with oil. Luo Ying used no tools other than her meticulously cleaned hands to spread the batter.

In the blink of an eye, a thin pancake was evenly spread across the entire iron plate. Even its thinness and shape were flawless, catching the attention of the camera.

"Sizzle..."

Roasted at high temperature, the pancake immediately emitted a fragrance.

Luo Ying took out another self-prepared egg liquid bottle, but unlike Xia Yu’s taboo egg liquid, this was a mix of egg whites and yolks, which she drizzled over the pancake, and before it solidified, she scattered on the previously chopped green onions.

Her hands suddenly gripped!

The whole pancake was flipped, brushing egg liquid and sprinkling green onions evenly on both sides.

No need for complex seasonings; just a common pancake stick to enclose fresh green vegetable leaves, brush with a personal special sweet bean paste, chili sauce, sprinkle with some sesame seeds, and the pancake was complete!

"Done—"

Luo Ying looked up, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Five pancakes of equal size, all rolled and placed on one platter.

She turned her head to look at the timer. It had only been 30 minutes since the second round began.

As she carried the platter, Luo Ying glanced at Dojima Yin’s cooking station, only to find him already taking out five golden-brown pastries from the oven, also plating them for serving.

Too fast!

Spectators rubbed their eyes, still processing that both lead chefs now stood in front of the judges.

...

"Who won?"

This was Xia Yu’s first question after leaving Chef God Space.

Eriina and Sen Tian Makoto didn’t reply, their eyes glued to the broadcast screen.

On the screen, the five judges alternated between tasting two very different styles of ’pancakes.’