CH.91 Return to Polestar Liao

After the the-blue qualifiers, Zheng Ke still did not relax. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the one hand, the school did have a lot of things that he needed to deal with quickly, and on the other hand, it was that the Junke Pavilion was about to open, and he also sorted out the recipes and left a few special dishes for the Junke Pavilion.

Because Zheng Ke won the championship of the Kanagawa Division, Junketing's name also appeared frequently in the media, and because of the unexpected incident after the final, it did push Zheng Ke and Junketing to the top of public opinion.

Fortunately, Zheng Ke's final handling was more appropriate, so whether it is the media or online news, the voice that agrees with Zheng Ke is far greater than the voice that opposes it.

Junke Pavilion has not yet opened, and it has already become popular.

And the initiator of the emergency, Nakari Zhineng, was indeed permanently disqualified from the The-Blue competition, as Zheng Ke guessed.

Another thing that surprised Zheng Ke was that Kota Anzai didn't know what he had discussed with Ruishan Zhizu, and he actually signed a five-year contract with Junketing.

"What about your dessert shop?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"Anyway, if you don't make money, what's the matter if you close down first?" Anxi Huangtai threw a wink at Zheng Ke, and Zheng Ke's whole body suddenly had goosebumps.

Next, it is to sort out the recipes, all the ten dishes listed in "Foodie" are listed, and then there are the dishes made by Zheng Ke in the qualifiers.

"Hey, Xiao Ke, why is there no boiling water cabbage on it?" Akira Anzai took the recipe and stopped Zheng Ke, who was about to take the bus back to school.

"Oh, you're talking about itβ€”I'm not going to write about it for now. Zheng Ke said.

"Ah, why? Many people want to eat this dish? I think this dish can be the signature dish of Junketei. Kota Anzai said confidently.

"Hey, I said, even if I write out the recipe, can you make it?

"Can't you?" asked Kota Anzai.

"How do I have time to cook this dish every day? I still have to take classes. Zheng Ke spread his hands helplessly, and there are still shortcomings in this dish, so he will definitely have to think about it again when he goes back.

"Then Ruishan-kun, he probably can do it. Kota Anzai pulled out Ezuyama as well.

"What are you kidding? I can't make that soup right now. Rui Shan waved his hand again and again, although he was a little jealous of Zheng Ke, but he also knew that even if he got the recipe, he couldn't make it.

Zheng Ke shrugged his shoulders, "Let's put the boiling cabbage first, and when I can come up with other methods, I will add this recipe." ”

"Is there any other way?" said Kota Anzai's eyes.

"Of course, now that technology is so advanced, adding some chicken essence or something, you should be able to make a simple version, right? So, don't be too anxious. Zheng Ke patted Anxi on the shoulder, and then got into the car.

Watching the car gradually move away, Kota Anzai turned his head to look at Ruishan, "What should I do? ”

"Let's learn the recipe first?" said Eiyama Ezu.

"It's okay, let's learn these dishes first...... Ruishan, do you think that I can really learn Chinese cuisine in Junketing?"

"Ahem...... This, there shouldn't be much of a problem, right?" Ruishan Zhizu also coughed dryly, and he was a little uncertain.

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When Zheng Ke returned to Polestar Liao, it was already nearly evening. I just walked into the Polestar Liao, there were several muffled noises in a row, and then colored pieces of paper flew in the air.

"Welcome back, Senior Zheng. Megumi Tasoko brandished the cannon and squinted her eyes.

"Good...... Well, thank you. ”

Zheng Ke glanced around and found that almost everyone was holding a small flag of Polar Star Liao in their hands, while Isseki Hui and Xinghei, wearing aprons, ran out of the kitchen, and when they saw Zheng Ke, they immediately said hello to Zheng Ke.

The banner of 'Congratulations to Zheng Ke on entering the national competition' was also hung in the hall.

This warm feeling made Zheng Ke think that he was returning home.

"Okay, don't be emotional. Asami came over angrily with a stack of newspapers, "Look at you, I went to Kanagawa and made such a big news, Senior Shiraishi was very dissatisfied, saying that you stole his headlines." ”

Grab the headlines...... Why does it sound so familiar?

Zheng Ke had a black line, "It's not that powerful, is it?"

"Why not, if you look at the newspapers and magazines, this is a newspaper in Tokyo, not in Kanagawa. Asami pouted and handed a stack of newspapers to Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke casually flipped through two copies, and sure enough, as Asami said, the front page headlines of several newspapers in a row were written about the dispute between him and Nakasato after the game. Other newspapers, if not the headlines, are on the front page. And Ryuichi Shiraishi and his "Advanced Chef" are placed in the corner of the front page.

For Ryuichi Shiraishi, who likes to get attention, this is really more uncomfortable than beating him.

"What the hell is going on with that Nakazato?" asked Isshiki with a smile.

"Pay attention to the rhetoric, you can't call it 'that Zhongli', you have to call it 'Zhongli senior'. Zheng Ke had a straight face and corrected Yishihui's words.

"Ah, senior Nakasato, doesn't that mean ......" Yi Shihui was taken aback by Zheng Ke's words.

"Yes, the students of the class of '85, who were later expelled. I thought he was just unconvinced by my cooking, but then I thought it might have something to do with my kitchen knives - he seemed to like my kitchen knives. However, it is not a big deal, at least it does not turn out badly. ”

"What, if Senior Shiraishi knew that this was the reason, he would probably be angry to death. Asami laughed too.

Needless to say, today's celebration banquet is indispensable, Zheng Ke originally planned to reach out to help, but was driven out by Yi Shihui, "Okay, you can rest first?

In desperation, Zheng Ke could only return to the sofa in the hall. Asami, who was watching TV, noticed Zheng Ke coming, reached out and handed Zheng Ke a handful of strawberries, and Zheng Ke ate a few casually.

"By the way, what's wrong with you, why are you so idle?" asked Zheng Ke curiously.

"I'm not free, I've just come back, an hour or two before you. The first phase is over, and now the second phase is going to start -- maybe six more episodes, right? Alas, doing a food show, it seems quite easy, but if you really want to get into this industry, you will know that it is too bitter. Asami sighed.

"Senior Baishi didn't say, when will you be able to become a teacher?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"You're dizzy, aren't you? I've only been in this business for a month or two, how can I be so easy to get out of school?" Asami said dissatisfied.

"Oh, that's a bit too fast. Zheng Ke has no concept of these, just speculates from his own experience.

Could it be that my experience is all fake?

Zheng Ke was puzzled.