Chapter 835 - Dish Decoration Competition? (2/2)

After all, this was an open kitchen. If the customers saw the chef grabbing the mincemeat in his hands, it wouldn’t be as appetizing anymore.

And thus, when kneading the mincemeat, Yuan Zhou was using a stick. He would stir at a rapid speed and while stirring, he would scoop on the mincemeat with a spoon every now and then. In this manner, meatballs of similar size were produced.

The entire process was both fast and pleasing to the eyes. When looking at this, the customers started salivating.

And due to Yuan Zhou’s revision on the sequence of the preparation process, the two of them had finished their meatballs at nearly the same time.

By the time Yuan Zhou started sculpting peacock tails, Dean was finishing up his stew.

At the same time, the aroma of the meatballs started spreading everywhere. A combination of the aroma of meat, cheese, and tomatoes filled the air outside the restaurant.

“New Italian Meatballs, done,” Dean said with a nod at his assistant.

“Ok,” the assistant understood what he meant and quickly placed a plate beside Dean.

“I’m looking forward to this. It smells so good,” Jiang Meisi felt like sticking her face on the plate.

“I’m waiting to eat,” Bai Guo stepped forward and started waiting.

Even Li He was also staring at Dean longingly.

In French Cuisine, the food decorations would always be gorgeous. As a famous chef, Dean had his pride. Even if he was only using a temporary kitchen, even if this was a simple lunch, he insisted on decorating the food.

The meatballs were placed on a square plate, with the meatballs arranged in a semicircle shape. All around the meatballs were some parsleys, leaves, and slender rosemaries. With the inclusion of the stew, the entire dish looked like a starry sky.

This was a boundless and mysterious cosmos, with the meatballs serving as the celestial bodies of the cosmos.

It was worth noting that Dean’s father was a renowned painter. Previously, Dean had crushed Li Li in terms of food decoration.

“Wow, so beautiful,” Jiang Meisi cried out when the assistant handed her the plate. “I can’t bear to eat it anymore.”

“It really looks good. You are really deserving of your fame from how you can prepare something that smells and looks this good in such a short time,” Bai Guo was not stingy with his praise as well.

“Yeah, this looks so appetizing. Let’s go in and eat,” Li He said while holding his plate of meatballs. After all, the mission required them to eat in the restaurant.

Holding their plates of meatballs, Bai Guo, Jiang Meisi and Li He happily headed into the restaurant. Dean was following behind them. Around them, the customers were gazing at their plates curiously.

“You call this beautiful? Have you never seen Boss Yuan’s craftsmanship?” said a certain customer with contempt.

“Yeah, I still think Boss Yuan’s food is prettier,” agreed a different customer.

“Come on, be fair. It really looks good, even better than many Michelin rated restaurants I have visited abroad. Unfortunately, he has selected the wrong opponent today,” Ling Hong gave a fair evaluation while showing off his wealth. After all, he was feeling extremely unhappy since he couldn’t eat anything with the discount being offered today.

“Taste wise, it definitely can’t compare with Boss Yuan’s. Or should I say there’s totally no comparing the two,” Jiang Changxi said.

All four of them heard these words clearly. Dean did not seem to have a reaction. But the other three seemed indignant. But since they were celebrities, it wouldn’t be proper for them to argue with these people. The only thing they could do was increase their voice when speaking of how nice their meatballs are, doing their duty of defending Dean.

Right as they entered through the door, Mouse’s Swedish Meatball was served.

Yuan Zhou’s Swedish Meatball was no joke in terms of look. Based on the votes online, apart from the Phoenix-Prawn Tail dish, the Swedish Meatball was the prettiest dish in Yuan Zhou’s restaurant.