Right when Xia Chuyi and Chef Jin were showcasing their skills, causing a wave of amazement among the onlookers, the people from Japan — Yamamoto Koichiro, also came over to watch the challenge.

Since this was the first challenge, all the delegations attending the culinary conference basically sent people to observe.

"Chef Xia from the Z Country delegation seems quite skilled as well, but compared to Chef Jin, Chef Xia appears too young, doesn’t she?" Asked the assistant who came with Yamamoto Koichiro after observing for a while, questioning Sanben Road, "Mr. Yamamoto, who do you think will win?"

Laymen watch the fun, insiders watch the technique. Yamamoto Koichiro glanced at Chef Jin from the Korean delegation and then at Xia Chuyi, saying, "Indeed, Chef Xia is much younger than Chef Jin."

"But in terms of skill, Chef Jin from H Country can cut all ingredients very evenly, which is undoubtedly exceptional skill." Yamamoto Koichiro seriously stated, "However, Chef Xia can cut soft tofu into threads as thin as hair, plus she is younger than Chef Jin, so clearly Chef Xia’s skill is superior."

Indeed, many times, being older compared to being younger is advantageous.

But, if the younger can keep pace with the older, or even outperform the older, then age alone is distinguished.

"So, Mr. Yamamoto, do you prefer the Z Country team?" Hearing Yamamoto Koichiro’s words, the assistant asked Sanben Road again.

Unexpectedly hearing this, Yamamoto Koichiro shook his head, saying, "In the matter of cooking, knife skills are important, but what ultimately counts is taste, so who will prevail is still uncertain now."

Upon hearing this, the assistant nodded and said, "Then I’ll favor the H Country team, after all, they are making court food, which definitely has a richer flavor than home-style dishes."

"Let’s wait and see." Yamamoto Koichiro did not comment on the assistant’s words.

And the conversation between the two precisely represented the views of two types of people present.

The gourmets with voting rights had views basically consistent with those of Yamamoto Koichiro, refraining from making a judgment for now and focusing on the final taste of the food.

On the media side, they were more focused on "court food," similar to the assistant.

After all, the term "court" naturally reads with more narrative and allure than ordinary dishes.

As time ticked by, Xia Chuyi’s dish, being relatively simple, was served first.

Thus, media friends and gourmets first tasted the tofu feast prepared by Xia Chuyi.

"Oh, so wonderful, so wonderful, we originally thought tofu had no flavor, yet it can be cooked into such deliciousness!" Those who tasted Xia Chuyi’s tofu feast first didn’t hold back with their words of praise.

Among them, a media friend praised Xia Chuyi’s tofu dish line by line:

"Mapo Tofu is a very interesting dish; after eating, the taste buds and lips immediately begin to dance, as if even the soul is trembling!"

"Cold Tofu Salad, with Xiao Cong’s green and tofu’s white, fresh and harmonious in color, the taste is elegant and leisurely!"

"Grilled Tofu is crispy on the outside and tender inside; with a dry but crunchy outer layer and a soft, fragrant interior, one bite leaves a lingering flavor, providing a very, very wonderful mouthfeel!"

"And Vince Tofu, oh, truly a masterpiece of craft, snowy white and delicate tofu threads spreading like flowers in water, really makes one reluctant to eat!"