"This is my dish, braised soft-shelled turtle. Que Zhengqing said softly.

The five judges took a deep breath, and the smell of fresh fragrance rushed straight into their nostrils. The delicacy immediately drew their attention to the dish.

The tender chicken wings are placed on the bottom of the plate, and the delicious soft-shelled turtle meat is poured over the chicken wings along with the rich broth.

The heat was billowing, the fragrance was overflowing, and the audience sitting behind the judges' bench opened their mouths wide and saliva flowed out of the soup.

It smells so good...... Moreover, this fragrance arouses people's hearts, the most direct demand for food.

Lillian swallowed hard, the fierce scent nearly rendering her unconscious. She bit her lip and looked at Milne, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' seat, trying to control her cravings for the food in front of her.

"Chef Milne, that ...... This dish...... Why don't we try it?"

Milne nodded, "Let's start tasting." ”

The other four judges immediately picked up their knives and forks, placed the soft-shelled turtle on the small plate in front of them, and began to savor it.

At the moment of entry, the judges screamed.

In an instant, the judges' brains went blank, leaving only the delicacy of soft-shelled turtle, which slowly filled the blank in their brains.

Deliciousness fills their bodies as well as their surroundings.

The rich delicacy, like a sharp sword, pierces their weakest spots.

In this world of food, which is similar to Shurachang, they can't see anything else but food. Their bodies are also gradually fused with the deliciousness.

This world of food is full of anger, and the people who enter it have no power to resist.

That's the sheer power of gastronomy.

Milne spooned the finely chopped soft-shelled turtle meat into his mouth, and the delicious taste instantly filled his mouth.

Yes, this is the feeling, what Zheng Ke's cuisine lacks—the resonance with the cuisine. Feel the chef's state of mind and feel the most sincere taste of the food.

"The chicken wings and pork are steamed in the steamer for a long time, crispy and deboned, and there is no need for extra chewing, the meat has already flowed towards the mouth, and the rich gravy hovers in the taste buds for a long time. Together with ingredients such as green onions, ginger, chicken broth, and sake, the delicious gravy gradually blends into the delicate meat.

"The handling of soft-shelled turtles is equally delicate. Simmered with chicken wings and pork, the meat of the soft-shelled turtle becomes fatty and fragrant. Eating it in the mouth, it makes people indulge in the delicious soft-shelled turtle meat.

"This dish is very demanding in terms of heat control. Chicken wings, pork, soft-shelled turtle...... These meats are paired with each other, have a similar taste, have very different tastes, and are fatty but not greasy. The multiple flavors, like a chain, completely imprison the body and mind of diners. This dish tastes great!"

Milne's one-breath comment feasted the audience's ears. And the corners of Que Zhengqing's mouth turned up, and his face also showed a smug look.

"It's wonderful. Seeing this game, even my blood boiled a little. Fu Xiuyun rubbed his hands, and his brows furrowed.

"What, do you think the people from your school can win?" asked Bayer.

He is good at Western food, and he only knows a little about Chinese cuisine, and if he can't taste it himself, he can't judge the quality of two Chinese dishes only from his appearance.

"I don't know. Fu Xiuyun shook his head again and again.

"No...... I don't know?" Bayer replied with some surprise Fu Xiuyun.

"In China, there is an idiom called 'self-contradiction'. It may be a mistake to describe this game, but the reasoning is very similar.

"'Realm', in the final analysis, is to let diners' needs and desires for cooking stay on Xiaoqing's cuisine. It's like drawing a circle for diners to stay in. What Zheng Ke has to do now is to break this circle and pull the diners out. His weapon is the 'White Sauce Turtle'.

"Both of them have excellent cooking, but Que Zhengqing is more dominant. First of all, the 'realm' has built a food barrier, so that the judges' feeling of 'braised soft-shelled turtle' will be much longer, and the advantages of 'realm' cannot be ignored; secondly, in the food competition, the next contestant has an advantage, and when the judges make a judgment on the dish, their thoughts will still be affected by the latter dish.

To sum up, although Zheng Ke's cooking is great, and his efforts on this topic are more than Xiao Qing's, Xiao Qing's chances of winning are still relatively large. ”

Bayer listened to Fu Xiuyun's explanation and nodded slightly, "In this way, the winner is the student of your school." ”

Zheng Ke also has the possibility of winning. But the scores of this game were destined to vary widely. If Xiaoqing can win, it will be a miserable victory, and if he loses the game - it may be a big score. Fu Xiuyun pushed his gold-wire glasses, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Is that an exaggeration?" said Bayer, incredulous.

"There must be. Do you really think that 'breaking boundaries' is easy to do? If it is really that easy, in the past ten years, how can I be the only one who has done it? Whether Zheng Ke can make history depends entirely on the judgment of the five judges - it's a pity that he is not a student of the Oriental School Park. Fu Xiuyun's face showed a smug look.

Bayer pouted, "It's you, okay? I don't admit it, you've done the 'Breaking the Boundary'." ”

In the center of the stage, Zheng Ke took a deep breath and bowed his head to wait for the final score. The last time I was so nervous, it should have been in the Ten Masterpieces Competition, and I faced off against Si Yingshi, right?

I hope I can continue to walk.

The scene was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the judges' seats.

Yuji Iwai's hands kept wiping his pants, but his hands were still stained with sweat.

Time passed minute by minute, and the expressions and movements of each judge did not change at all, and time seemed to be frozen. Only a one-minute countdown on the big screen in the arena kept moving.

This minute, in some people's hearts, is even longer than an hour.

Seeing that the countdown had reached zero, the hostess hurriedly asked Milne: "Chef Milne, can you judge the score now?"

Milne glanced left and right, and the other judges nodded.

"Yes. Milne whispered.

"So, please choose the contestants you support. ”

The five judges pressed the scorer one after another, and a countdown appeared on the big screen.

After "0" appeared on the screen, Zheng Ke and Que Zhengqing's eyes never left the big screen, and the expressions of the two were very different.

4：1。

The two men immediately found their names above the numbers.

Zheng Ke - Que Zhengqing.

Zheng Ke closed his eyes, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He wanted to raise his arms and shout, but he couldn't lift his arms.

Fu Xiuyun opened his mouth and stared straight at the big screen, speechless in surprise.