"That's right, it's a thermometer! This fish bone broth is much more complicated than ordinary fish bone broth. In order to make a delicious and pure fish bone broth, I first blanched the fish bones in boiling water. However, if you use pure boiling water, it will cause the fish head and bones to peel, so in order to prevent this from happening, you should keep adding water to it and control the water temperature. Wait until the fish is boiled until white, then soak it in ice water to remove the fishy smell of the bones themselves. ”

Takasugi touched his nose and told the secret.

It turns out that the thermometer is used to control the temperature of the water.

Zheng Ke touched his chin, and he really deserved to be the 'soup messenger', and his research on soup was simply improving.

The three judges also nodded their heads one after another, unless Takasugi Shouji explained it himself, it was really difficult for others to guess the skills and principles.

"In this dish, I think it has also undergone a filter. Kojima Yukiharu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ayumu Akimoto didn't expect Kojima Yukiharu to take the initiative to mention this, which surprised her.

The corners of Takasugi Shouji's mouth curled, and a conceited look appeared on his face, "That's right, teacher, in this dish, I did filter it again, after the first round of the fish bone soup was boiled, in order to achieve such a clear level." ”

Booker nodded, and when he first tasted the clear soup, he was indeed stunned by the extreme clarity and deliciousness. In other words, it is precisely because it has been filtered, while filtering out the fish bones and kelp, and making the fish bone broth less rich, and then seasoning with lovo silk and wood sprouts - what makes this dish so perfect.

"Okay, a minute to think, write on the cardboard the contestants you are supporting. ”

Listening to Booker's words, Ayumu Akimoto and Kojima Yukiharu's expressions became solemn, and the two of them picked up the pen and were silent.

Inside and outside the villa, all held their breath and looked at the big screen, especially, those who had a good relationship with Zheng Ke, Akane Kubo Momo, Absolon, Ezuya Ruiyama Edazura, and the girl Jun Kondo all looked at the big screen nervously, only Catherine, with her head down, crossed her hands, put them on her chest, and prayed silently for Zheng Ke.

She was eager to know Zheng Ke's results as soon as possible, but she was even more afraid - afraid that Zheng Ke would stop there.

"The time has come. Booker's voice shattered the silence, and all eyes were focused on the big screen.

"Please show your board. ”

Ayumi Akimoto and Kojima Yukiharu were still frowning, the pen in their hands resting on the cardboard, and they couldn't write their names for a long time.

In the dark room, Hanazawa sat on the ground with a wet towel on his head, and when he heard Booker's voice, he looked up and watched the TV - this game, the result still did not appear.

"I repeat, please show your board, or else your voting rights will be revoked. Booker's voice rang out again.

Ayumi Akimoto and Kojima Yukiharu glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and quickly wrote down the names of the players they supported on the board.

"Abu Akimoto gave Zheng Ke a vote, nice!" Absolon shouted with a fist waving.

"Kojima gave Takasugi a vote!" said Momo Akane Kubo.

The score of the two people was one to one again, the score was tied again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Booker, as the presiding judge, the votes in his hand will directly determine a promotion place.

"The player I'm rooting for is—" Booker showed off the cardboard, which read, "Zheng Ke."

The hall immediately boiled, and Absolon slammed his fists on the table, "Great, Zheng Ke has advanced to the next round." ”

Catherine only dared to open her eyes at this time, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be drained, and she just muttered to herself, "Great...... Great......"

Katagiri Hiroshi, who was sitting in the back, stood up, crossed his arms, covered by the sleeves of his kimono, and turned around and walked out of the hall, "Zheng Ke...... Hehe, interesting. ”

The beach outside the villa has also become a sea of joy.

"Haha, it's really not going to be our Kanagawa Prefecture players, that's how it should be!"

"Let's advance to the next round for Zheng Ke, cheers!"

"Boss, ten more cans of beer!"

Ruishan Zhijin also snorted coldly, "This Zheng Ke did a good job and didn't disappoint me." ”

Kondo Jun also learned from Ruishan and snorted coldly, "You are not qualified to say Zheng Ke, otherwise, why don't you participate in the The-Blue competition?"

Ruiyama Ezuya glared at Kondo Jun angrily, "Will you die if you don't speak?"

"You have to take care of it!" Kondo Jun crossed his arms around his chest and turned his head, and Ruishan was so angry that he almost jumped up.

In the arena, Zheng Ke, who learned the results of the game, had a sense of relief and finally took another step forward.

"Senior......" Zheng Ke called out to Takasugi Shouji, who was standing in front of him, and Takasugi turned his head with tears in his eyes.

"You have to keep going, and in the next game, you have to win against Komian. ”

Takasugi Shouji was full of grievances, and he admitted that Zheng Ke's cooking was excellent, but he also used almost all his strength. However, this real sea bream bone soup, which he called a 'work of art', still lost to Zheng Ke.

"I will...... My goal is to qualify. Zheng Ke patted his chest and said.

"Well, I believe you. You go out first, right? I want to be quiet. Takasugi said in disappointment.

Zheng Ke nodded, he knew that Takasugi Shouji was not comfortable in his heart, so he packed up the knife and walked out of the arena with the knife.

Outside the door was crowded with reporters.

"Congratulations to Zheng for advancing to the next round, I'm a reporter from Food Weekly, how are you feeling now?" a female reporter handed the recorder to Zheng Ke.

"Very average. Zheng Ke's face was expressionless.

"Why? Shouldn't you be happy to make the cut?"

"I didn't qualify, what's there to be happy about?" Zheng Ke asked rhetorically.

Just when the female reporter understood the meaning of Zheng Ke's words, a male reporter in the back squeezed away from the female reporter and handed the recorder to Zheng Ke.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from "The Most Delicious", and now it is certain that your opponent in the next round is a Takami player known as the 'Far Moon Killer', in what state will you face him?

"Scared?" Zheng Ke suddenly stopped, looked at the reporter of "The Most Delicious" dissatisfied, and deliberately manipulated the topic for the sake of the magazine's sales.

"I think you're a little mistaken.,In Japan,There's no so-called'Far Moon Killer'.,Now among the students in the Far Moon School Park,There are at least three people who are better than me.,And among the graduates,,There are countless people who are better than me.。 So,The unexpected loss of one or two students in the Far Moon School Park,It doesn't mean anything.。 ”

"However, in this round of the competition, the students who were eliminated were all students from Yuanyue School Park, will it affect you to win the two qualifying places?" the reporter of "The Most Delicious" asked persistently.

"How many places are there for qualifying?" Zheng Ke asked rhetorically.

"Two ...... Two. ”

"Now, how many players have studied in Yuanyue Academy?" Zheng Ke continued to ask.

"It's two, too. ”

"Then you say...... What is the impact?" Zheng Ke said an intriguing sentence.