There are three types of cuisine in the world that are known for their beautiful taste and diverse variety: Chinese, French, and Turkish. These three cuisines are also known as the three major cuisines of the world.

For the average person, most of the dishes they see are Chinese and French, and Turkish cuisine is not common.

But today, Ryo Hayama uses Turkish cuisine - Turkish rotisserie!

Zheng Ke also saw this cuisine for the first time, so after Ye Shanliang put on the meat slices, his whole person was refreshed.

"Look, that Misaku-ang looks like he's also cooking Turkish rotisserie. Kuga Teruki exclaimed.

What the?

Zheng Ke's gaze immediately moved to Mizuoang's body, but he saw that his movements were exactly the same as those of Ye Shan Liang.

How can this be?

"Hey, Ruishan, what's going on with Misakuang?" Zheng Ke looked at Ruishan Zhizuya dissatisfied.

Ruishan Zhizu also pushed the middle frame of his eyes, smiled coldly, and let out a disdainful laugh, "What's the matter? Don't you believe your eyes? The real situation is as you can see, the two of them are indeed cooking the same dish." ”

"Wait...... This is not an imitation—" Zheng Ke said in surprise.

Indeed, this is more than just imitation. If it is an imitation, it should be learned from the finished product at the end of the original creator's creation. It's like Jun Kondo imitating his own cooking, that's because his cooking has been made public.

Mei Zuoang's behavior is more similar to 'plagiarism'. Somehow, get a dish that your opponent hasn't revealed, and then use it in the course of a duel with your opponent.

This should be even more despicable.

"Don't be so nervous, Zheng Ke. Misaku-san is just good at investigating the opponent's intelligence. Besides, he doesn't just imitate, but based on the information he gathers from his analysis, he predicts what his opponent might want to cook and further improve it, and that's it. ”

Hmph, that's all?

Zheng Ke looked at the beautiful actions on the field, and thought of the words that were more popular in Huaxia before crossing - take other people's paths, so that others have no way out.

Misaku-ang, this is the way to kill other chefs.

Zheng Ke clenched his teeth, and his mouth was as disgusting as eating a fly.

"The 'barbecue burger', it's a burger that the two of us make together. This dish is made with Turkish rotisserie and round bread. Misakun licked her lips, her eyes full of teasing, "I know you're a good cook, and you're good at spices, but you still have someone you can't beat, and that's yourself." ”

Ye Shanliang smiled contemptuously, "I thought something was going on? In two days, you have investigated so many things, and it is also hard for you." ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Misakuang was a little surprised by Ryo Hayama's reaction.

"I'm confident that you've only scratched the surface. Ye Shan Liang took out a long knife and cut the meat slices from top to bottom.

The rich fragrance instantly fills the air, and the souls of the audience seem to drift around with this fragrance.

"It smells so good!"

"This fragrance makes people breathless at all. ”

The spectators on either side let out exclamations.

At this time, Misakuang also picked up the long knife and cut off the slices of meat, and the smell of meat wafted through the arena again.

"It smells pretty good, too......

"The barbecue made by the two of them is so delicious, there is no difference at all. ”

The audience was in a mess, and the judges were caught up in the discussion.

"Miyagawa-sensei, you say, why do two people cook the same dish?"

"Same? Who told you the same?" Miyagawa asked rhetorically.

"But the two of them have exactly the same cuisine. ”

Miyagawa opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he looked at Nagi Senzaemon suspiciously, "Commander-in-chief, ...... you look?"

"I've got people to investigate, and the results should be available soon. Nagi Senzaemon frowned slightly, he couldn't guess what was going on with these two people's cooking now.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a suit with plum blossoms, squares, and peach heart patterns walked over quickly and handed a form to Nagi Senzaemon.

"Lord Marshal, look at this ......"

The attention of the other judges immediately attracted them, and they all got up and looked at the materials on the table, and everyone had an angry look on their faces.

"This ...... This is ......."

"This is the halberd material of Misaku-ang, and we have a record of every game he plays. In the halberd he participated in, the dishes he cooked, as well as all the ingredients, were exactly the same as the other person. The middle-aged man pushed the middle frame of his glasses and said softly.

The other judges carefully read the table again, and sweat oozed from everyone's foreheads.

"No...... Not only that, but he completely improved the other party's cooking. ”

"Yes...... However, no matter how many times Misaku Ang peeks at it, the original creator can change the recipe at any time due to a sudden inspiration. ”

"Not really. Miyagawa's brow furrowed, "When Misaku-ang improves the cuisine, he is no longer a plagiarist, but an original, and he can even make changes to the recipe because of his own inspiration...... Misaku-ang is like stepping on Ryo Hayama's shoulders to make food, whether it is quality or creativity, he has the potential to surpass Ryo Hayama. ”

The other judges frowned one by one when they heard Miyagawa's words.

"How can this be?"

This question mark is not only the doubts in the hearts of these judges, but also troubles Zheng Ke.

Will Ryo Hayama lose here?

Zheng Ke tightened his lips, his face was tense, and he had no confidence in his heart.

He is not afraid that Ryo Hayama will lose the game, but he is worried that if even Misakuang's methods can make such a perfect dish, then many people's belief in cooking may completely collapse.

"It's done...... Hayama Ryo let out a long breath, his body was much more relaxed at this moment, "Teacher, my cooking is done." ”

Ye Shan Liang's words were like a wake-up call, which made everyone at the scene excited.

"Finally, it's done!"

"Ryo Hayama, this time, I support you, please be sure to defeat Misakuang!"

"We don't admit Misakuang's cuisine!"

Misakuang snorted coldly when she heard the audience's words, I'm not cooking for you, where do I need your recognition?

The picture is transformed, and Ryo Hayama's hamburger appears in everyone's field of vision.

"I've kept everyone waiting. Ryo Hayama gently placed the burger on the judges' bench.

The pita bread is wrapped in a fragrant barbecue, and the aroma of spices wraps around the meat, violently hitting the taste buds of the judges.