A shy expression, like that of a young girl, appeared on Hojo Head Chef's face, and with her cherry lips slightly parted, she let Satou feed her a piece of shumai.
As she bit into the elastic shumai skin, the scalding hot meat juices flowed onto her tongue, and an unimaginable deliciousness exploded on her taste buds.
She felt as if the scalding, chewy shumai skin had enveloped her entire being, and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free.
And she herself was like a shumai, being steamed in a steamer, feeling as if her whole body was about to be cooked through.
Miyoko Hojo couldn't help but close her eyes, her cheeks flushed, her expression a mix of crying and laughing, as if she was trying her best to endure something.
Looking at her expression, everyone was filled with doubt.
"Miyoko? What's wrong?"
Hojo Head Chef couldn't help but speak up to remind her.
Miyoko Hojo then woke up, and seeing everyone staring at her expression, her face couldn't help but flush, and she stammered, unable to speak.
"Miyoko, how does it taste? Tell us quickly."
Hojo Head Chef asked curiously.
Everyone's eyes were also filled with curiosity, eager to know how this dish tasted.
As soon as everyone mentioned it, Miyoko Hojo came back to her senses and said excitedly, "Mmm, it's exceptionally delicious!"
But in her heart, she was thinking about the feeling of Satou feeding her just now, feeling both shy and sweet, and couldn't help but steal a glance at Satou, with a hint of gentle tenderness in her eyes.
However, no one noticed Miyoko Hojo's shy, girlish demeanor. They eagerly gathered around the steamer and began to taste it according to Satou's earlier method.
"It's truly delicious! The shumai skin is unexpectedly soft yet not lacking in elasticity, and the meat filling inside is incredibly fresh and savory. The way of eating it is also full of fun."
"Yes, indeed. I never thought shumai could be made this delicious."
As soon as they tasted it, everyone was completely conquered by this novel dish, and each person ate non-stop.
"Hmm, the meat fillings on both sides seem to taste a little different?"
"That's right, it seems to be meat from different parts."
At this moment, everyone suddenly noticed this point.
"Indeed, that's correct. Actually, the meat in each part of this shumai comes from different parts of the pig, so the texture of each side is different," Satou explained with a smile.
Actually, this was his first time making this dish, and he wasn't sure how it would taste, so to be honest, he was a bit nervous, but seeing everyone's current expressions, the result seemed to be quite good.
"I see! I never imagined that a single shumai could contain so many variations."
Ayato suddenly understood, then exclaimed with admiration, "Both the taste and the creativity are top-notch. I never thought I'd see such an outstanding young Chinese chef at Far Moon."
He also hadn't expected to see such a talented young Chinese cuisine chef in Japan.
It should be noted that such skill, even in China, would have very few peers of the same age.
Is Far Moon really that strong, capable of teaching talented chefs who are not inferior to those in native China, even in the unfamiliar field of Chinese cuisine?
Momo was also equally shocked, because this dish far surpassed his own.
At this point, tourists had already rushed over, eager to taste.
"It's truly delicious!"
"Yes, I've never tasted anything so delicious."
Everyone's faces simultaneously showed expressions of awe.
In a short while, more and more people came to taste Satou's dish, almost bursting the place.
Left with no choice, Miyoko Hojo had to direct the staff of Kitajo Restaurant to start maintaining order here.
It didn't take long for the Great Universe Shumai made by Satou to be snatched up and eaten completely.
However, many more people hadn't tasted it and started clamoring, hoping to also taste such a dish.
Helplessly, Satou could only start making it again.
Watching the bustling scene and the customers who had been drawn away from his own cooking station, Momo felt a bit frustrated.
At first, he actually didn't take the Japanese Chinese cuisine chefs seriously, thinking that winning first place in this Gourmet Grand Prix would be a piece of cake, and that he could also let these Japanese people in Chinatown witness the true charm of Chinese cuisine.
But he never imagined he would encounter Satou…
Both in knife skills and cooking level, he was completely outmatched by the opponent.
However, he didn't feel a hint of resentment, only complete admiration.
Of course, the most frustrated was still Tomita Jouji.
He had originally wanted to perform well this year, but he never thought there would be no opportunity at all.
By evening, the gourmet segment finally concluded.
In this segment, the most eye-catching remained Satou and his Cosmic Shumai.
However, what frustrated him somewhat was that because his dish was so popular, he had to make five portions of the Cosmic Shumai in total to barely satisfy the tourists' demand.
Even so, many tourists still hadn't had their fill and kept asking Satou where they could buy such a dish in the future.
After a full day of busy activity, the Gourmet Grand Prix finally drew to a close.
"This year's event was a great success. The foot traffic was two to three tenths higher than last year."
Looking at Chinatown, where the crowd grew even larger towards evening, Hojo Head Chef said with satisfaction.
"Indeed."
Hiroshi Tomita also smiled and nodded. Although his Tomita Restaurant didn't perform outstandingly this time, he was still happy about the event's great success.
Because thanks to the increased popularity of Chinatown, their Tomita Restaurant's business would also become more prosperous.
"Oh, by the way, have the voting results for the gourmet segment been released yet?"
Hojo Head Chef suddenly thought of something and quickly asked.
"It should be soon, but everyone already knows the result, don't they?"
Hiroshi Tomita said.
Everyone nodded. The most popular dish among tourists in this gourmet segment was definitely the one made by Satou from Kitajo Restaurant.
The final result was indeed as expected. The Space Shumai's votes were more than double that of the second place. Such an exaggerated comparison was something even Hojo Head Chef and his colleagues had never seen before, and it was very rare in previous years.
"I say, old ghost Kitajo, I'm a little jealous of you, having such an outstanding son-in-law."
Hiroshi Tomita patted Hojo Head Chef's shoulder and sighed.
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