For a moment, the hall fell silent, all eyes were fixed on Shen Qiang, even the stunningly beautiful Demon Fox judge, Miss Chu Qing, could not take her eyes off him.

"Shen Qiang, what are you going to do?"

Lv Shuyao's father looked at the flame dancing in front of Shen Qiang with eyes full of astonishment and then urgently said, "It's too late for you to start now."

Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "The competition rules allow for a last-minute addition of a dish, so please trust me, Lv Uncle, put your dish down, and watch me."

Lv Shuyao's father hesitated, after all, his signature dish, while it had no chance of winning against the French chef's Truffle Steak, would certainly not finish last among the eight teams, but if Shen Qiang were to take over, his youth could lead to a mistake, possibly resulting in the lowest score of the event.

The safest method was, of course, to stick with his own specialty dish.

Yet at this moment, faced with the arrogant and presumptuous French chef, Shen Qiang had become the only hope of defeating him.

But was he truly capable?

Was it worth giving him this chance?

Lv Shuyao's father hesitated.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere throughout the entire Banquet Tower had become heated because of Shen Qiang's words.

"This is the attitude we Huaxia people should have! Come on! Let them witness the power of our Chinese cuisine!"

"Exactly, our Huaxia's culinary heritage cannot possibly be inferior to France, it's just a Truffle Steak, I refuse to believe there's no one in Huaxia who can create a dish tastier than that."

Among the murmurs of the crowd,

Lv Shuyao's father was incredibly anxious.

He faced an extremely difficult choice.

Because if Shen Qiang received the lowest score of all, his job would be firmly smashed, considering the high cost of Lv Shuyao's nursing studies in England and the impact of a failure on him, it was really hard for him to decide.

But just then,

He watched in surprise as Shen Qiang's wrist flicked, several strange medicinal herbs entered the pot, and soon after, a faint and exotic herbal fragrance wafted out.

"How fragrant! What an odd aroma, what kind of spice is this? It's my first time smelling it!" Lv Shuyao's father stared at the pot in front of Shen Qiang with eyes full of shock.

At that moment, a member of Team Dinghao, holding a serving plate, hesitated and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

"Put it down! Let him do it!" Smelling the drifting exotic fragrance, Lv Shuyao's father immediately filled with confidence.

At the same time, the Demon Fox judge sitting on the panel watched Shen Qiang with surprised, beautiful eyes and a slight smile appeared at the edge of her delicate lips.

"A Storage Ring? A Cultivator, how strange, aren't proud cultivators, aside from those few who are obsessed with gourmet food, too disdainful to be chefs?"

On the judging panel, the judges looked at Shen Qiang with eyes full of curiosity.

Meanwhile, the greasy-faced owner of Datong River sneered across the space, "Hmph, it really takes a coffin before you shed tears, isn't it? What's the use of seeking help at the last minute? Trying to beat our French chef, you're simply not qualified."

Lv Shuyao's father stayed silent.

But Shen Qiang just smiled and said, "Don't think your French 'godfather' is invincible; by my standards, he is merely bottom level."

Upon hearing this, the owner of Datong River's face turned sour.

The chefs from the other representative teams also looked somewhat displeased.

After all, they had all been defeated by the Truffle Steak.

Even French chefs couldn't catch their eyes, so what were they?

Uncomfortable as they may be, but at this moment, as long as Shen Qiang won, they were willing to accept it happily.

After all, as Huaxia people, how could they tolerate a French chef being so arrogant!

"Blow hard, blow as much as you like, I really want to see what you can do!" the owner of Datong River grimaced and then fell silent.

Meanwhile, the many general judges at the venue were snickering.

"Ah, this kid is quite interesting. 'French wild dad,' although the words are crude, they are quite apt."

"Hahaha, no matter how his dishes turn out, I like his bold and outspoken character."

"Don't laugh too early, he shows a lot of backbone and demonstrates the courage that Huaxia people should have, but it's not easy to beat Datong River's Truffle Steak," said an elder with a sigh. "The key, and the most difficult issue, lies with the truffle."

His words clearly attracted the attention of the judges around him.

Watching Shen Qiang, who was skillfully standing in front of the stove in an orderly manner, a middle-aged man with glasses said in a heavy voice, "You're right, the flavor of truffles is very unique, very special. Paired with top-quality steaks, the unique fragrance that is produced lingers in the mouth for a long time, and it's not something that can be eliminated by simply rinsing your mouth."

"Not only that, truffles are like tea, with a lingering, returning sweetness that lasts a long time and can numb the taste buds of the judges. Because of the flavor of the Truffle Steak as a base, it is enough to offset the aroma of most other foods significantly."

"So, there are only two viable methods to win against Truffle Steak now. One is to use a spice more unique than truffles, to bring a unique taste impact to the judges and completely overturn the satisfaction brought by truffles. With clever design, many spices can achieve this."

"However, this at most can only draw even with Truffle Steak, because two completely different delicious flavors cannot be easily separated to decide a winner."

"And the second method is a simple and brutal surpassing. What the chef needs to do is to make a dish that surpasses this level under the base flavor of truffles."

Hearing the words of the man with glasses, the many general judges in attendance sighed in unison.

"Using other spices to shock the judges' taste buds is difficult but not impossible. To surpass that Truffle Steak, even with enough preparation, it might not be achievable, and that young man's hasty start likely won't lead to a win."

"Yeah, Datong River, set on winning the championship, has already made full preparations. The taste of the Truffle Steak is excellent, and the judges' taste buds have been preemptively dominated by its flavor. Under these circumstances, winning is almost impossible."

"Sigh, it's hard to win, but at least we've seen the courage and pride of our Huaxia chefs!"

"Come on!"

The general judges had mixed feelings.

At this moment, the judges on the panel had also recovered from their initial astonishment to calmness.

One of the judges said, "Courage is commendable, but the unique aroma of the Truffle Steak still lingers in my mouth and mind, so he can't possibly win."

"Right, I may have just broken away from the deliciousness of the Truffle Steak, but now, my mind is filled with a craving for Truffle Steak, and I don't feel like eating anything else at all."

Their words cast a shadow on the beautiful Demon Fox judge's eyes, who then sighed, "Yes, after tasting the delicious Truffle Steak, how could one be interested in ordinary food? It seems that Huaxia chefs are far behind French chefs, not only suffering a crushing defeat but not even having the strength to fight back!"

"Enough, there's no point in continuing the competition...might as well end it early..." Thinking this, the beautiful Demon Fox judge waved the host over, preparing to instruct him to stop the competition.

Just then, Shen Qiang at the competition field, happened to lift the lid of the pot.

Amid the surging steam, a strange fragrance instantly swirled throughout the entire competition field.

The beautiful Demon Fox judge was stunned, her nostrils flaring slightly, then she turned her head with her eyes wide with surprise and looked at Shen Qiang's pot with delight.

"So fragrant! So fragrant! What is this? This is a fragrance I have never tasted before!"

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