This bartender from the Champagne province was probably hooked up with Louis Chou. He used all his strength to throw the bartender up and down, just like doing acrobatics. With this skill, he could play the gong directly on the overpass. Make a little money.

I don’t know what kind of wine he mixed with it. After the wine was poured into the wine glass, it looked like liquid gold through the glass, and there was thick foam on it. If it wasn’t champagne, could it be ordinary sparkling wine? What?

Anyone who has lived in France knows the true meaning of 'champagne'. According to French law, sparkling wine must be produced from designated grape varieties in the Champagne province and according to designated production methods and processes, before it can be labeled as champagne. Even if Sparkling wine produced in Burgundy or Alsace, both wine-producing regions in France, is not acceptable.

In order to safeguard the honor of Champagne and commemorate Queen Mary's sigh, the French, who are least fond of taking things seriously, even entered into a protracted international lawsuit with the Americans because they once labeled "Champagne" on inferior sparkling wine. This glorious title. In the eyes of the wine-loving French, this is 10,000 times more serious than insulting Joan of Arc. Once the French rooster becomes serious, even the European Union has to pass the 'champagne system' Law', after this bill is promulgated, Champagne in the true sense can only be produced in the Champagne province of France.

This is not the first time that a Frenchman is proud of champagne, not to mention that this bartender is from the Champagne province, so just thinking on his toes, everyone knows that he will never ruin the noble champagne like this. But look at this wine Color. What could it be if it were not champagne? A cocktail made with sparkling wine? Can this be said to be extremely difficult to make?

The bartender was obviously not ready to answer everyone's questions right now. He smiled and handed the wine glass to Louis, then crossed his shoulders and waited for the result. This action showed his extreme arrogance.

"Well, this wine..."

Louis shook the cup, but he no longer showed confidence as before. Instead, he took a sip of wine and tasted it carefully.

"Are you sure this is the brewed wine?"

"Mr. Louis, you are the one who wants to participate in the competition, not me..."

Hearing Louis' question, the bartender smiled even brighter.

Louis frowned and took a second and third sip. Then there was a long silence, as if he was savoring the delicious taste of the wine. He also seemed a little unsure.

"Mr. Louis, do you have the answer now?"

The bartender feels like he is a star. Louis, the winner of the silver spoon award in the French cooking competition, is nothing more than that.

"Haha, Leon, you are such a cunning person. It's a pity that your little cleverness is of no use to me."

Almost finishing the glass of wine, Louis chuckled: "This is not a cocktail at all, but pure champagne. And it is also the 'ice grape' produced in the several acres of grape fields in the eastern part of the Champagne province. , this kind of grape must be picked in winter, because many will be frozen. Therefore, the quantity that can be used to make champagne is very limited, and the champagne made from it is difficult to buy on the market...Lyon , I have to admit that you are a good actor, and you almost misled me."

Is that so?

The audience immediately started talking. This bartender is really cunning. It turned out that the dazzling bartending process just now was a lie. But Master Louis is Master Louis, and the owner of the Silver Spoon Award was deceived. Eyes cannot be deceived casually.

"You are really a person with a rich imagination..."

Leon smiled. He didn't say anything right or wrong, just like the five secretive judges. Zhou Yi hasn't competed yet, so now is not the time to reveal the answer.

After Zhou Yi came on stage, he was blindfolded. Lyon once again demonstrated his juggling-like bartending skills. At this moment, Louis had already taken off the blindfold. Firstly, he wanted to see Zhou Yi make a fool of himself, and secondly, he didn't see Lyon just now.

The performance was really a pity, even though I was sure of winning, I still wanted to 'pay my respects'.

Watching Lyon's performance, Louis felt that this guy was completely on his side. Not to mention a Chinese, even a Frenchman might not encounter that kind of precious champagne in his lifetime. This Chinese boy would definitely be misled. Lyon will

When the wine is poured into the cocktail shaker, it is done under the countertop and no one can see it.

"Well, good wine!"

Zhou Yi only took a sip and put down the cup: "Mr. Lyon is really an amazing bartender. He can actually make such a delicious cocktail with relatively ordinary wine. Just with this skill, you can become a millionaire."

Already."

"He is indeed an amateur." Louis smiled contemptuously and regarded the precious ice-brewed champagne as an ordinary cocktail? This flattery was quite good, but it was a pity that Lyon was just a bartender, not a judge.

"layman?"

Zhou Yi smiled: "I haven't finished what I said yet, Master Louis. The reason why I praise Mr. Lyon is that his bartending skills are unparalleled, because he successfully used several wines worth no more than a thousand francs."

The wine is almost as good as Champagne. This is simply good news for the poor. With Mr. Lyon here, even the poor can drink the legendary ice-brewed champagne, which is said to only produce less than fifty barrels per year...

..”

"What!"

Although he still had confidence in himself, Zhou Yi actually called out the name of Champagne Province Ice Brew Champagne, which gave Louis a bad feeling.

"You...you really drank it."

Leon's face was flushed. This is the expression that can only appear when seeing a confidant and a close comrade. This young Chinese man is so amazing. He is the one who knows him best. You know, even the vast majority of the judges

I was once confused by my own cocktail, except for that nervous old Chinese man...

"Oh?" Madman He was dozing off on the table. He didn't have the grace that a judge should have. But after listening to Zhou Yi's words, the old man actually raised his head, rubbed his nose, wiped his saliva, and picked it.

A little bit of eye mucus came out.

"Mr. Lyon must have been studying it for a long time, right?"

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded: "Although the grapes used to make ice wine are subject to huge risks during the picking, storage, and brewing processes. Moreover, this is ice wine made from white grapes produced under the Pyrenees Mountains, but the market price is only 5

A bottle of about 100 francs is far inferior to ice wine champagne. If I am not wrong, you used ice wine with the top crémant sparkling wine produced in the Burgundy region to simulate the taste of ice wine champagne. Mr. Lyon.

I have to praise your professionalism and super imagination again. It is not easy to come up with this idea, not to mention that to achieve the level of authenticity, you must ensure the mixing degree and speed of the two wines in the cocktail shaker.

The height, the impact force... Oh, your control of the cocktail mixer is simply divine. In the words of us Chinese people, it can be compared to that of a cook and a cow."

Zhou Yi is not flattering, but sincerely appreciative. If it were not for the support of systematic skills, he would have been deceived. In terms of technique alone, even if he, the contemporary god of wine, puts down his posture to bartend, he may not be able to do better than Lyon.

, not to mention that a lazy person like him would not think about using ice wine with crémant sparkling wine to simulate champagne. Only Lyon, who is truly obsessed with bartending, would do this.

"Oh, Zhou, you are such a wonderful person. After the competition, I hope we can become friends and discuss the tips of bartending together."

Leon has completely forgotten about the game now. Mountains and rivers... It's hard to find a good friend... If Zhou Yi died, he would definitely throw the cocktail shaker. He was so passionate, if he hadn't

Seeing so many people, he wanted to hug this Chinese confidant.

And when Zhou Yi was talking, Crazy He was also listening with his head tilted, his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't know what crazy thoughts he was thinking.

"Dear judges, please announce your answers."

After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Louis once again picked up a glass of wine made by Lyon and tasted it carefully. At this time, he had taken off the black cloth blindfolding his eyes. He immediately discovered that the color of the wine was indeed somewhat different from that of real champagne provincial ice wine. He couldn't help but

He glanced at Leon depressingly, this man is really crazy. What are you doing studying this kind of cheating cocktail? You have been harmed by him...

"Mr. Louis should already know the answer. Zhou won this game."

Sam on the judges' table spoke first. Seeing Louis deflated, this old Uncle Mi was extremely happy.

"Zhou, you are very good."

Louis nodded. Although he lost a game, it didn't mean anything. The chef was tasting wine, not uncovering scams and conspiracies. It was not a crime of war.

The second game, the dessert of the game.

Zhou Yi did not underestimate Louis, but he did not expect that the chief chef in Paris would also counterattack.

In this game, Zhou Yi made the famous palace dessert pea yellow, which can be regarded as a very representative Chinese dessert, and every step in the production process was impeccable, including cooking the beans, peeling them, and Bai An...

...The technique was so dazzling that even Madman He couldn't look calmly enough and kept swallowing his saliva.

When the tender pea yellow entered the mouth, all the judges raised their thumbs and transformed into hungry wolf legends. In the end, even the plate with the pea yellow was licked clean.

Ten points, every judge gave the highest score. Madman He looked at him with a look that was even more intense than Leon just now, which made Zhou Yi feel cold. He felt that he was probably more perverted and more difficult than Hong Shangyuan, and he cherished life.

Stay away from crazy people...

But the game ended in a draw, because Louis made colostrum ice cream that ordinary Western chefs would not dare to try easily. This colostrum ice cream is the most nutritious, but the most difficult to control the taste, because the taste of colostrum is too light.

It’s hard to express the characteristics of milk ice cream, but Louis is obviously a master at this. After several judges tasted it, even Sam, who was not very interested in him, nodded repeatedly, giving it a 10%!

If it's a tie, then it's up to the final battle over pastries. Under the strong request of the audience, the two will perform their performances one after another, so that everyone can appreciate it carefully and not miss it. This Zhouyi is relatively easy, as long as the tie is maintained, the win will be considered

, and Louis wants to fight in Zhouyi and must win.

"Judges, the pasta I chose is - Italian macaroni."

After taking a look at Zhou Yi, Louis finally made a decision.

ps: Thanks to brother ‘Magic Knife Boy Kill’ for the reward:) Thank you for your strong support:)
Chapter completed!