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"The contestants from both sides of the competition put their dishes on the plates, and the next step is the judging, and now, three teachers are asked to rate the two dishes. Miyajima raised his arms and shouted, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became warm.

Takeshi Ueda in the stands clenched his hands tightly, his palms were moist, and the frequency of his heart began to beat faster.

Although he knew that with Zheng Ke's strength, it was impossible to be eliminated in the first round, he was still a little nervous.

Nishikawa Youzhen couldn't wait to pick up his own food, ignoring Zheng Ke, who was standing on the other side, and took the lead in coming to the judges' seat.

"Judge, this is my dish, please use it slowly. Nishikawa said softly.

"Got it. Kawasaki Kotobuki glanced at the food in the bowl, "Oyster soba?"

"Yes, I'm sure this dish will make you feel the deliciousness of soba!" says Nishikawa confidently.

Kawasaki Shou nodded blankly, picked up his chopsticks, and gently picked up a piece of soba noodles, "Is it made with a dough sheeter?"

"Yes, a lot of today's cooking can be processed by machines, so I think that as a chef, you must also keep up with the times...... "Nishikawa Uyama's voice is sonorous.

"Okay! I see. Kawasaki Kotobuki interrupted Nishikawa's words, picked up a noodle, and put it in his mouth.

Nishikawa Youma stared intently at Kawasaki Shou's expression, and when he saw Kawasaki Shou's brow stretched, he finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, no one can stop the charm of this bowl of soba noodles, and as long as the three judges are satisfied, the victory of this competition will definitely belong to me.

Just when Nishikawa Youma was secretly in reverie, the three judges put down their chopsticks in unison.

"Eh, three judges, aren't you trying it anymore?" Nishikawa Youzhen looked at the three judges in astonishment.

"No, we already know what it tastes like. Kawasaki replied softly.

"But...... But the three teachers have just taken a bite, isn't it enough......" Nishikawa You was really a little nervous, and there was a hint of ominous feeling in his heart.

"How much more do you want us to eat like garbage, do you want to kill us?" said Yagi Hide.

"Yagi-sensei is angry!"

"It turns out that Yagi-sensei will also be angry...... It seems that this person's cooking is really terrible!"

"I'm curious, how did he get to the main competition with such strength?"

The judges' seat was in front of the audience, and these harsh words all entered the ears of Nishikawa Youzhen, who clenched his fists tightly, holding back the anger in his heart, and tried his best to restrain his emotions.

"Teacher, my cooking...... No matter how bad it is, it won't be like garbage, right? Are you wrong?"

"Yagi-sensei's wording may be a little wrong, but I and Noguchi-sensei both understand what he means - just look at your dish, whether it is the level of cooking or the cooking knowledge in the cooking, there is a lack of it. I'm just going to say one thing about this dish, and it's the most basic thing -- do you know the most fundamental difference between cutting noodles with a noodle sheeter and a kitchen knife?" said Kawasaki.

"I don't know!" Nishikawa shook his head.

"The sharpness of the dough sheeter is not as sharp as that of a kitchen knife, and the noodles pressed by the machine have no sense of layering, let alone the difference in taste. Also, when maintaining the dough sheeter, it is easy to drip oil onto the blade, which will give the noodles a strange taste, which is absolutely not allowed in a high-end restaurant. I'm sorry, but this bowl of noodles has exactly that taste. ”

Nishikawa Youzhen suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he actually ignored this matter.

"I would add that you also have very serious flaws in the handling of oysters. Your efforts have not been cleared. Noguchi said.

"Also, there is a big drawback to the handling of the soup, and the noodles that are taken out of the soup do not have any texture to speak of. Yagi Shu also added.

The three shortcomings add up to make Nishikawa Youzhen know that unless Zheng Ke's cooking is as bad as him, it must be Zheng Ke who is selected.

At this time, Zheng Ke also came to the judges' table with his own dishes.

"Judges, teachers, this is my soba, please taste it. With that, Zheng Ke put the three soba set meals in front of the judges.

The three judges looked at the food in front of them and tried to restrain the excitement in their hearts. They didn't expect that a contestant would be able to serve such soba noodles in such a tight time.

On the table in front of each person, there is a swish, on which is placed a ball of soba noodles, light in color and translucent. Next to the pot is a small teacup with a dark broth, and half a wasabi plant is placed next to the teacup. In addition to these, there is a small bowl with yellow bamboo shoots and kelp sprouts.

"Wakatake?" Kawasaki Shou said, stunned. Although he turned around just now, he didn't think that Zheng Ke would make this dish.

Wakatake-boiled is a kind of boiled food, and the whole dish is fresh and elegant. For example, the most important ingredient in this dish, bamboo shoots, are made from bamboo that sprouts within 10 days, and its freshness is self-evident.

Miyajima licked his tongue, as a food lover, when the delicacy was placed in front of him, it was more uncomfortable to make him ignore the food than to let him be beaten. But on the current occasion, he was not allowed to speak, so he could only forcibly hide the desire for food in his heart.

Eizan Zhizu also rubbed his hands, and the doubts in his heart were completely solved.

"I said how could Zheng Ke be so confident, he moved the soba noodles of Ji Zhiguo Ningning, but I didn't know that he could achieve the effect of Ji Zhiguo. ”

Yagi Shu couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and fiddle with the soba noodles, but found that both the length and thickness were very uniform, and more importantly, the thickness of the noodles was limited to 0.1cm. Yagi Shu had to sigh, just relying on this knife work, it was enough to get rid of Nishikawa Youma.

Of course, a tasting is a must.

"Kawasaki-sensei, Noguchi-sensei, why don't we start tasting it?" Yagi suggested.

Kawasaki Shou and Noguchi Emi nodded, picked up their chopsticks, wiped a piece of wasabi from the wasabi, sandwiched the soba noodles, and then passed through the soup, and then, with a 'sloppy' sound, entered their mouths.

A rush of flavor ran along the taste buds and straight into the mind, making the three of them almost cry.

Gradually, the flavor dissipates, and the freshness of the wasabi, the deliciousness of the sauce, and the delicate texture of the soba noodles gradually appear in the taste buds.