"Everyone, please enjoy—"
Meanwhile, Xia Yu offered a dessert to Wei Zhong and then handed one to each of the judges.
On the small white plate, the dessert was wrapped in a layer of paper napkin.
Lan Fengxian gently pinched the pastry with his ten fingers, feeling the warmth seep through the thin napkin to his fingertips.
All eyes gathered around the table.
Even Xia Yu was watching this main judge.
To a large extent, Lan Fengxian's evaluation would guide the outcome of this culinary showdown.
"Indeed, there's no filling at all!"
After rotating and examining the dessert several times, Lan Fengxian was a bit stunned and said, "If this is an adaptation of the 'Golden Smile,' then the audacity is immense!"
"Actually, the ancient recipe 'Golden Smile' has been attempted by many amateur chefs online, with videos easily found,"
