Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 653 - 595: The First Match, a Decisive Victory

The strands of fruit pulp clinging between the teeth weren’t bothersome at all. Instead, they added a unique texture that wasn’t overly sweet but just enough to tantalize the taste buds, leaving one longing for more. It was like a wonderful journey on the tip of the tongue.

"Crunch..."

A little segment of persimmon was bitten off, producing a crisp sound that added a touch of fun to this dessert.

"Top-quality ingredients often only require simple cooking..."

The pastry dough made by Wang Fan with his superb skills, along with the snowflake spectacle he presented to everyone, elevated the lower limit of this dessert infinitely.

And the newly arrived sweet Sichuan persimmon raised the upper limit of this dessert once more. This natural delight is almost beyond the reach of mankind.

Felix, experiencing the moist, sweet, soft, and bouncy texture in his mouth, found this little thing truly amazing.

Even with cultural differences and language barriers, he could sense the wonderful meaning embedded in this dessert.

Art knows no borders!

In terms of visuals, taste, and fun, there was no doubt that this Huaxia dessert thoroughly overwhelmed that balloon dessert.

Honestly, wasn’t Fernando being too complacent? How could a pastry chef of such caliber use a balloon to compete? What on earth was he thinking?

But since it’s a competition, to ensure fairness and transparency, Fernando’s balloon dessert has to be tried.

"Hmm, the candy is really sweet, and the strawberry is delightfully tangy. The candied coating is thin and crisp..."

Felix looked at Allen, clearly urging him to chime in as he didn’t know what more to praise.

Allen sighed inwardly before speaking: "Mr. Wang Fan has always been a chef I greatly admire and support. Today’s dessert was truly stunning, flawless in both taste and texture. In contrast, Fernando, representing France, committed the grave error of underestimation. I hope future contestants learn from this example. For this round, I vote for Mr. Wang Fan."

Felix also said, "I too cast my vote for Mr. Wang Fan. This dessert is practically a magical performance and taught me a valuable lesson."

Chen Guomin chuckled and said, "I also vote for Wang Fan. In inheriting and innovating our millennia-old culture, he is at the forefront. I hope to see more of our Huaxia desserts in this competition."

Even if he wanted to save face for the France Team by voting for Fernando, it wouldn’t affect the final outcome. But he wouldn’t bother doing it, given Fernando’s initial arrogant demeanor clearly showed he didn’t need such care.

Besides, if he did extend some care, the audience back home might just care for him instead, and with his old bones, he couldn’t withstand such verbal scrutiny.

Zhang Tao excitedly announced, "Okay, the three judges have given their answers, so the winner of the first round of the China-France dessert showdown is our Huaxia team representative, Boss Wang Fan!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fan couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. However, he remained silent and simply raised his right hand, extending his index finger.

This is the first, but definitely not the last!

"Wah-lah..."

"Gua-ji gua-ji..."

With the host Zhang Tao’s words, countless applause and cheers erupted instantly. Everyone watching the live broadcast, whether at the venue, in company restrooms, dorms, homes, or Second Uncle’s little shop, cheered, overcome with elation by this exhilarating victory.

"Boss Wang is awesome!"

"I want to take on ten!"

"Boss Wang will give you color see see!"

"Frost Descent·May All Persimmons Go Well! Boss Wang, I love you, I want to have your child!"

Whether they were at the scene or watching the live stream, the audience was all thrilled, except for a small group looking at each other.

And that was the rest of the Huaxia representative team.

Many of them had experienced previous competitions, only able to describe facing those Michelin pastry chefs with one phrase—hard-won victories, straightforward losses.

They had to eliminate 3 to 4 people practically each time to secure a hard-fought win. Even in victory, it couldn’t be called winning, as it was merely the intense workload tiring out those Michelin chefs.

A genuine Huaxia native, relying on authentic, ancient Huaxia desserts, could casually win over those Michelin pastry masters, who were hailed as the best in desserts?

"Can’t believe it. It’s like a dream."

"Though that foreigner was a bit complacent, I don’t think even last year’s entry could’ve beaten Boss Wang’s."

"Couldn’t win, definitely couldn’t win. Boss Wang’s dessert is simply too beautiful."

"If... If Boss Wang had 10 such desserts, does that mean we might actually win?"

Win?

Such a distant word. It used to be difficult to win even a small match. And now they were already dreaming of winning the entire competition?

Such level of dessert, even for Boss Wang, couldn’t be produced too often, right?

One, two, or three or four?

If Boss Wang’s desserts were exhausted, and we had to go up...

Could we win?

...

After each match, there’s a one-hour break for rest and adjustments. First, to allow the victorious contestant to rest and prepare for the next round, secondly to clean the venue and prepare new ingredients.

The dessert’s production posed no strain for Wang Fan, but given he’d been working intensely for over an hour, taking a stroll helped relax his nerves.

However, he didn’t wander far, just strolled within the venue to ease his body and nerves.

The France team, on the other hand, had already initiated an emergency meeting, as Wang Fan’s formidable display had left them stunned, forcing even their proud selves to humbly discuss strategies.

Durand solemnly said, "Gentlemen, I believe we are in big trouble. You all saw that dessert just now. I think even in our restaurant, it could become a signature dish, so please put aside your pride and disdain, for we’re confronting a true powerhouse."

Aside from the frustrated Fernando, the others nodded seriously.

When an expert makes a move, they know right away. From the composed state of that opponent, they knew that dessert was not the result of an exceptional performance.

"Kerry, you’re up next. Don’t proceed with the dessert you mentioned before, switch to your best one. I’ve already asked someone to prepare the ingredients for you. This time, you must go all out."

"The rest, observe that Huaxia lad carefully, find his weaknesses and shortcomings, our victory mustn’t be shared with anyone else!"

Wang Fan had already returned to his spot, but with half an hour until the match resumed, there was no rush.

But he wasn’t idle either, as a voice continuously fed into his ear through the Bluetooth headset.

"Boss, based on my understanding of their lineup, you gave them a shock with your presentation and creativity in the first round. So, in the next round, they’ll definitely go for someone strong in that aspect. As per my calculations, there’s an 81.2% chance they’ll send Kerry, and an 86.5% chance that Kerry will make his signature Water Lily Fruit Cream Sandwich Cake."

The biggest feature of this competition is its randomness. Do whatever you want, reorder your lineup as you please.

Wang Fan continuously nodded while listening, "Mmm, mmm, got it, you truly live up to being my top student. Your information was extremely helpful."

"Of course, I wish I could be there in person."

Wang Fan smiled helplessly, "If you were there, wouldn’t that be something? Even from Tianjin, you could manipulate the shopping mall sound system."

"Ah? How did you know it was me?"

"Was it hard to guess? You only asked me to wear Little Master’s outfit yesterday, and today the background music from Little Master blared. I’m not an idiot."

"Hehehe... you’re not mad, are you?"

"I’m not, just don’t do it again. After today’s event, I’ll go apologize to the mall here, you should just enjoy the game and attend your classes, and be careful meddling with their system, lest the mall reports you."