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"I know you're curious as to why we give such a high score. In fact, everyone but me deducted one point. From my point of view, it's a near-perfect dessert.

"It's a very innovative dish that combines pasta and cake with a wonderful texture. The cake is fluffy, foamy, and melts in your mouth. This is because egg whites can be very easily puffed up after being stirred vigorously. When making the dish, this student separates the egg whites and egg yolks to make the cake very fluffy.

"But, as you know, it's easy to get boring when cakes have only one texture, and I think that's probably why she mixes the springy pasta into it. After baking, the pasta is spread with honey and jam, and the taste of the pasta is surprisingly delicious.

"But that's not all about this dessert, it's about the raisins inside the cake. Shiina Shiina Shiena picked up a raisin wrapped in the cake with a fork, "Many pastry chefs like to add fruit to the cake, such as blueberries and grapes, and I like to do this myself. ”

"But this raisin has its differences, it has been soaked in water for a long time, so this raisin is very full. The juice from the raisins is combined with sweet honey, soft eggs, rich cheese and sweet jam, and this complex taste is very impactful. ”

"However, I would like to say that even if you have the same recipe, you can't make something like this. She did almost every step just right. The grasp of the heat and the grasp of the ingredients are at the peak of your age, and even the pastry chef with more than ten years of experience is not necessarily better than her. ”

Hearing Shirina's words, the scene was in an uproar.

"What are you kidding, she's just a teenage girl. ”

"How is it possible to be so far ahead of us?"

"I don't believe that no one in the entire Far Moon School can do better than her!"

……

Catherine heard the suspicions around her, and glanced around her out of the corner of her eye, a look of disdain on her face, but no intention of explaining or refuting it—to her, their opinions and grievances were nonsense.

"Zheng Ke, I don't believe she's so powerful. For a long time, my brows were twisted into the word "mountain".

"I know you don't believe it, but I've tried it with Isshiki-kun and she and failed. Therefore, the winner of this year's autumn selection will most likely not be the students of Yuanyue School Park. ”

Jiu Teru clenched his fists, "I won't let her succeed, this champion must stay in the Far Moon Academy." ”

Zheng Ke smiled helplessly, he also wanted to say so, but this difficulty is estimated to be very great.

"Zheng Ke, I won the first place. ”

After coming down from the stage, Catherine ran to Zheng Ke's side and swung a scissor hand at Zheng Ke.

"Yes, oh, congratulations. Zheng Ke gritted his teeth and smiled.

He was genuinely happy for Catherine, but he wouldn't give up, even if it was only a one percent chance.

"You have to come on, but don't be crushed by the dwarfs and the thugs. Catherine clenched her fists and said with a serious expression.

Shorty?

Zheng Ke immediately felt two extremely sharp gazes aimed at him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure. This little girl is really going to pull hatred for herself.

The next two students only scored 50 points and walked off the stage one by one dejectedly.

"Please the next player, Zheng Ke. When there were still two people left, the host called out Zheng Ke's name.

"Zheng Ke. ”

When Zheng Ke was about to walk on the stage with the food, Catherine suddenly stopped Zheng Ke's name.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ke asked suspiciously.

"Well, what about the food you said you cooked for me?" Catherine looked at Zheng Ke expectantly.

"When did I say this?" Zheng Ke categorically denied, and walked onto the stage with his own food.

Zenji Imaru in the stands danced the banner high, and Damido Wenxu also shouted loudly: "Zheng Ke, come on, we must show the momentum of our Pole Star Liao." ”

This one...... Do your best......

Before entering, it should be considered that he has fulfilled the requirements of the Grand Mido Buno, right? After all, it is really unrealistic to surpass Catherine's 96 points.

"Huaxia dumplings?" Erina Nagikiri frowned slightly.

"Eri-sama, are there any questions?" asked Shinto Scarlet softly.

Erina Nagikiri shook her head, "With his three-legged cat cooking skills, he will soon show his feet." There's no way he's going to make it to the race. ”

And when Erina sentenced Zheng Ke to the "death penalty", the judges on the judges' bench had different expressions, but their eyes never left Zheng Ke's cuisine.

"Teppanyaki?" Kita Shuji looked at Zheng Ke suspiciously.

In front of him lay a black iron plate with wooden planks, and above it, it was covered by a silver cover. However, it is not difficult to see that this dish is teppanyaki,

Speaking of which, the origin of teppanyaki is rather vague. One of the accepted theories is that in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, Spanish navigators invented the cuisine. Later, it spread to Japan, and after improvement, it came to China.

However, the current teppanyaki is very different from the original teppanyaki, and to be more precise, the current teppanyaki is more like an improvement of the Western-style plate furnace.

Teppanyaki is mostly made with fresh vegetables and meat, but rarely pasta, so can it really be perfectly combined with pasta?

With such doubts, the five judges eagerly uncovered the cutlery cover, and the dishes on the plates were immediately displayed in front of them.

The five judges looked in amazement at the pasta on the iron plate, or more precisely the fried dumplings, but this fried dumpling was very different from what they had seen before.

On the iron plate, three fried dumplings are quietly placed, but each fried dumpling is like a blooming rose.

Seeing this scene, Erina Nagikiri in the stands immediately stood up from her seat and looked at Zheng Ke in disbelief, "Obviously just a transfer student, how can you make such a pasta?"

Kugashi Teruki's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "This is amazing, my brother." ”

"Why don't you make me one? No, no, I must eat it!" Catherine clenched her fists and kept banging on the counter.

Ruishan Zhizu also had a solemn face, at this moment, he remembered the fried chicken contest three or four months ago, this fried dumpling turned out to be similar to the watermelon cup at that time, and an inexplicable pressure abruptly appeared.