Chapter 722
Chapter 722:
Others might not have known it, but Malcom was very aware of what was inside. Even he wasn’t particularly impressed by it. So, it was even harder to tell how the judges would react.
Ashton replied without even raising his head, “It is certainly a good thing to have new ideas. But innovation often means unfamiliarity with the new skills, making it a sharp two-edged sword. We are in a competition now, not researching and developing new dishes. So, there’s no room for trial and error. In my opinion, choosing something more reliable can provide a higher probability of success.”
“What about the theme? If the dish doesn’t align with it, we will be deducted a lot of points,” Malcom said worriedly.
Finally, Ashton looked up. “The theme is just a red herring. In this world, there are struggles and battles all the time. As long as we can justify the theme of our dish, it’ll be fine. Focus on the task. Stop talking nonsense and get back to chopping those vegetables,” he said, his voice calm yet commanding.
Malcom pursed his lips. But he didn’t say anything more.
Instead, he lowered his head and began chopping the ingredients again.
Soon, the other two teams in the same group finished their dishes one after another.
At this time, Malcom noticed that things were indeed as Ashton had predicted.
Although the dishes of the two teams were quite innovative, their lack of experience in preparing such ambitious creations became evident, leading to noticeable flaws.
As a result, although both teams scored above ninety, neither surpassed the score of the Green Hotel trio. Ashton, who used the simmering method, was once again the last to finish his dish.
But this time, he personally handled the cooking, so they didn’t overrun their time. There was no overtime deduction for them.
𝖀ρ𝓭α𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇ɩү 𝗈𝗇 ɢ𝖺ⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝑜𝗆
This left a sliver of suspense in the competition for this group of contestants.
In the eyes of the audience, it seemed almost impossible for Ashton to defeat the Green Hotel trio unless he could present something truly spectacular.
But when they saw the dish he presented, they all sighed in disappointment.
At first glance, Ashton’s dish looked too ordinary. It was just seafood porridge, something that could be found anywhere. It looked extremely bland and lacked novelty.
“What is going on? After all that hype, this is the only dish he cooked? I expected him to take out a trump card. Humph! This is so disappointing!”
“That’s right! There’s no creativity at all. If the score of this dish exceeds eighty, I’ll go and eat shit.”
Marc took advantage of the audience’s skepticism to add fuel to the fire. He stood up, pointed at Ashton, and mocked loudly, “Hey, you! Why do you still look confident? Isn’t your dish way too ordinary? Is this all you can do? Do you remember how the Figueroa brothers lost to you in the previous round? Their points were deducted because their dishes were too plain. Yours is no different this time. You definitely can’t get high scores with this. So, get ready to be eliminated.”
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