At first, Milne's attention was still on Que Zhengqing, but as time passed, his attention turned to Zheng Ke again, or rather, his energy had to be focused on Zheng Ke.

After Zheng Ke took out the soft-shelled turtle eggs from the female soft-shelled turtle, Milne thought that his action of handling the soft-shelled turtle would come to an end, but when he looked at Que Zhengqing's cooking for a while and looked at Zheng Ke again, he found that Zheng Ke was still processing the soft-shelled turtle while cooking the soft-shelled turtle eggs.

Zheng Ke fished the soft-shelled turtle out of the hot water, picked up a knife and quickly scraped off the black dirt on the body surface of the soft-shelled turtle.

The movement is still fast, and the speed has not diminished in the slightest compared to the beginning.

After scraping off the black veil, Zheng Ke put the soft-shelled turtle into another pot again and continued to soak it, and then he also opened the lid of the other pot and took out the steamed soft-shelled turtle eggs.

"This is the first time he's put a turtle in the pot?" Milne asked Lillian on one side.

"It's the third time. Lillian replied.

"The third time?" Milne frowned, looking up at the big screen above the arena, Zheng Ke's forehead was already covered with sweat, but his person seemed to be tired at all, and continued to cook quickly.

Physical...... Can Zheng Ke's physical strength allow him to last so long?

At this point, Milne recalled what Marcus had said when he asked him to be a judge again.

"Chef Milne, I'd like to trouble you to be the judge this afternoon. Marcus said slightly apologetically

"In the next competition, Mr. Hanwei will be the judge, right?" Milne was full of doubts about Marcus's invitation.

Hanwei is also a well-known figure in the French culinary scene, although he was impulsive and added a lot of tidbits to a wonderful game, but in the last game, there should not be such a mistake again.

"If a foodie has one performance in one game, his credibility must be affected, and if someone questions the outcome of the next game, it is difficult for the organisers to argue the authority of the result. Mr. Hanwei's mistake had a great impact on the-blue's next game. As the organizer, Lanji Academy must ensure the fairness of the competition and no more flaws. Marcus explained.

"There is no suspense about the outcome of the next game, right? Could it be that the player named Zheng Ke is also a 'realm'?"

"I heard Orlens say, no. Although there were some unexpected situations in the morning game, it was undeniably the most exciting game of the-blue so far. I don't want this morning's incident to happen again, so before we invite the judges of Kokoro, please take the position of the head judge. ”

Looking back now, Milne is delighted that he had made the decision to 'accept'. However, even if Zheng Ke tried his best to be perfect, it still couldn't make him change his previous opinion.

In an impetuous society like this, it is impossible for 'breaking boundaries' to appear again!

Que Zhengqing quickly put the pot on the stove, poured the lard into the pot, and waited until the calm oil surface came out of the thick oil smoke, he left to put the chopped ginger and green onions into the hot oil, and stir-fried at a uniform speed. Soon, a rich fragrance wafted out of the pot and filled the air of the venue.

Yuji Iwai swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and the scent shot through his heart like a sharp arrow. Under the effect of this fragrance, he even forgot that Que Zhengqing was Zheng Ke's opponent.

"It's so fragrant......" Yuji Iwai couldn't help but speak softly.

"Yes, it's so fragrant, it's a rich fragrance that is completely irresistible. Suga Shino clenched his fists, but his palms were already covered with sweat.

It's a world of food, and the enticing aroma is like a sharp arrow that will make diners fall for themselves.

Suga Shino, who was sitting far away in the press box, felt as if his soul had become a prisoner of food, but Zheng Ke, who was in the middle of the arena, should be hit harder, right?

Suga Shino's eyes moved to Zheng Ke's body, but he found that Zheng Ke didn't seem to be affected, and even the speed of cooking hadn't changed.

"It's okay...... OK...... There is still a chance. ”

Suga Shino secretly gasped.

At this moment, outside the arena, the food lovers sitting at the table seemed to have forgotten the food on the table, staring intently at the big screen, and saliva flowed out as the two players cooked.

Ye Qiuling looked at Zheng Ke on the big screen, nodded again and again, picked up the beer and took a sip of it.

Ice-cold beer runs down the throat and into the stomach. The cold feeling stimulated every nerve in him, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

At this time, Ye Qiuling heard someone nearby calling the stall owner, and her voice was a little familiar. He turned around, but saw the dark-faced Hata Zhongying, so he said hello, "Yo, long time no see." ”

Hata-Zhongying said with a dark face: "I'm not familiar with you. ”

"Don't be like this, I still have to be your senior?" Ye Qiuling said with a grin.

"It's annoying to be so happy even though you lost the game. Hata rolled his eyes.

"Yes, what else should I do? Do you want to cry?" Ye Qiuling smiled, "By the way, I read in the newspaper that you hate cooking, but you can come over and watch the game today...... What is written in the newspaper is not true. ”

"To ...... Do you want to take care of it?" Hata's face immediately turned red.

Yesterday's reaction was really too mid-second. Alas, how can I think of saying that kind of thing, it's really shameless.

"You're not me, how do you know how I'm feeling now!"

"I don't know. But I know that losing the game is not the end of the world. Moreover, my fiancée has already called me to comfort me. Let me take a break in Paris. Ye Qiuling took another sip of beer, her cheeks flushed.

Looking at Ye Qiuling, who was making a lot of dog food, Hata Zhongying turned his head depressedly.

After the competition, Nagi called him and told him to hurry back and say that he would continue his training. Now, I think I will return to Hokkaido tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Still, it's okay......

"Zheng Ke will lose too, right?" the corners of Hata's mouth turned up, and he said what was in his heart.

"He should have a chance to win, right?" Ye Qiuling muttered as she looked at Zheng Ke, whose chef's uniform was soaked with sweat.

"The opponent is a student of the Oriental Academy!" said Nakahide Hata.

"So what? I almost beat Bayer?" Ye Qiuling glanced at Zhongying at Hata provocatively, "Moreover, now Zheng Ke is also the last hope of Yuanyue Academy, and you don't want any of the players in Yuanyue Academy to enter the semi-finals, right?" Don't forget, you are also a student of Yuanyue Academy. ”

Nakahide Hata pursed her lips and secretly looked at the big screen.

The game gradually came to an end, and with Zheng Ke's loading over, the last game of the second round also entered the final review stage.