My Waste Husband

Chapter 110

In the kitchen, Henry gave orders one after another. At first, Nico and Milan were suspecting what he was going to do, but now they were subconsciously following his orders.

As chefs, Milan and Nico had a very deep understanding of food. They could understand the mystery of Henry's words just by thinking a little. They couldn't help but give Henry a thumbs-up.

Sylvia stood aside, opened her mouth wide and looked at Henry in surprise. She had never known that Henry could cook, and she didn't know that his cooking skills were so good. She didn't expect Milan and Nico had to do what he asked like students.

As a foodie, Sylvia felt worse than losing one million. She didn't ask such a chef to cook for her!

Henry, of course, did not know what Sylvia was thinking now.

“Milan, what is the seventh dish?”

"No, only six dishes." Milan picked up a white wet towel and wiped the sweat off her forehead. She had never felt that cooking was such a tiring job. Today, she felt as if she had returned to the stage when she had just started learning from the teacher and had been so flustered that she had to endure that kind of pressure.

"No! The pressure Henry imposed on her is greater than what her teacher gave back then!"

Milan had cooperated with her teacher to cook more than once. In the beginning, she had been an apprentice, but later, she began to develop new dishes with her teacher to analyze the taste of the food.

But today, she found that she had become the ignorant apprentice again. Under Henry's successive orders, she couldn't even say a word because she didn't know what kind of advice she should make.

It was indeed tiring, but the result was delightful enough for Milan and Nico.

They looked at the six delicacies on the table. Before cooking, none of them had thought that these ordinary ingredients, after special methods and the balance of various ingredients, could be so delicious. The taste was better than that of cooking with the best ingredients in the royal family!

"Henry, how did you do it?" Milan still could not believe what she had seen.

"Brainstorming," Henry reached out and pointed to his head. "The delicious food has never been made in a fixed way. In a chef's mind, you must clearly know what the taste of each seasoning is and what kind of miracle it will be when the multiple seasonings are mixed. You have to be brave to create a new one. Well, it's time to serve the dishes."

Henry gave Milan and Nico a smile, turned around, and went out of the kitchen.

"Milan, he ..." Sylvia pointed to the door and looked at the six dishes on the table.

"Girl, Henry is really amazing! After today's incident, you'd better interrogate him carefully. His understanding of cooking is far above mine!"

In the dining room, they could hear the kitchen stove become quiet, and delicious foods were about to be served on the table one by one. Prince Charlie's face showed a glimmer of expectation, while the original chefs and waiters of the Di Saint French Restaurant had long been looking forward to seeing the top French chef's cooking skills!

Teff, the opponent of Milan, was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Unlike most French, he didn't have whiskers, but with fair-complexioned cheeks. He was very gentle.

He put the six dishes that he cooked in front of Prince Charlie. The food cooked by him was impeccable whether in the fragrance or in the presentation.

Even if it was not the meal time now, even if he just saw this plate of exquisite food and smelled the fragrance, it was enough to make people swallow their saliva.

Prince Charlie tasted the delicacies cooked by Teff one by one, and his face showed a satisfied expression. He nodded and said in fluent Chinese, "Good, the taste is great. Milan, are you ready?"

"Of course." Milan nodded and walked into the kitchen. Together with Nico, she brought out various delicacies on the table.

The series they brought over were exactly the same as Teff had made.

When Teff saw these, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

The chefs in the Restaurant were disappointed. Before cooking, they had known that these two beautiful royal chefs would cook with the ingredients in their shops. Originally, they thought that these two chefs would use some special methods to win the competition. As chefs, they also knew the importance of the ingredients. But now, they didn't hold any hope.

When it came to the same dish, the one with the better ingredients would definitely win.

Prince Charlie also showed a look of disappointment. "Milan, are you going to give up this competition? As the candidate chef, you shouldn't give up like this."

"Your Highness Charlie, I think you should taste first," Milan made a gesture of inviting him.

Prince Charlie shook his head and had the answer in his heart, but he had to have a taste out of the courtesy. He cut off a small piece of fish.

"Huh? No snapper?" Prince Charlie frowned. "Milan, you even messed up the ingredients, didn't you?"

"Your Highness, have a taste first," Milan once again made a gesture of invitation.

With a suspicious look on his face, Prince Charlie frowned, put a small piece of fish into his mouth and chewed slowly. With the increasing chewing, Prince Charlie's originally frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed. At the same time, he sped his chewing, and a surprise jumped out of his sky blue eyes.

The rich flavor of fresh food was mixed with the aniseed. Every time he took a bite of the fish, it would burst in his mouth and then wander in his mouth. It was really a wonderful enjoyment. At first, Prince Charlie only thought it was an ordinary steamed fish, but now, he didn't think so.

After swallowing the delicious food in his mouth, Prince Charlie couldn't wait to look at the next one.

"Langoustine? This kind of lobster will be worse in terms of meat quality, and cleaning it will be more troublesome, which will affect the quality and taste of the meat. What kind will it be?"

Prince Charlie picked up a small piece of lobster meat and put it into his mouth. He closed his teeth and bit down the shrimp meat. At the moment when the shrimp meat was bitten, Prince Charlie felt a shocking elasticity, as if his closed teeth were about to be flicked by the meat.

The juice, which was full of mixed fragrance, burst out between the mouth and the teeth like an explosion, and filled the whole mouth. At that moment, it seemed that there was a fragrance in the breath!

Prince Charlie's face was full of enjoyment.