As the hostess brought the tray closer, the rich aroma became more obvious. In addition to the aroma of the roast goose, there was also a faint sweetness.
"It smells like olive." Adrian sniffed with his nose.
He also preferred to use olive as a seasoning when he cooked. At this time, when he smelled such a smell, not to mention the fragrance, just the taste of the olive was enough to tempt people.
Yuan Zhou divided the roast goose into eight equal portions, one for each of the eight judges. It seemed that they all had the same amount of meat, without any bias at all.
When the plates arrived in front of the judges, they all wanted to eat more, but now that they were all of the same size, there was nothing to fight for. So, each of them started to eat one serving, which was quite harmonious.
Although the knife had been modified again, the goose skin was wrapped in strips of meat that followed the skin. The judges who observed it up close still gasped.
