The second day of the official competition of the Autumn Qualifiers.

Zheng Ke came to the Shijie lounge early, and just pushed the door open, but saw that Ruishan Zhijin was already standing by the window.

"Yo, why do you have time to come over?" Zheng Ke chuckled, "Are you done with the affairs of Junketing?"

"Now the Junke Pavilion is open for business, I don't need to worry about it anymore, and Brother Wu doesn't have to worry about handing over such a big hotel to me completely - if it were you, there would be this possibility. Ezuyama also stepped back from the frame and said.

Zheng Ke shrugged his shoulders, he didn't believe that Ueda Takeshi would hand over the Junketing to him, besides, he didn't want to be in charge of the Junketing, although he had a stake in the Junketing restaurant, but it was not his own industry after all.

"And then? I don't want to waste a morning watching an autumn qualifier, right? Zheng Ke sat on the sofa and looked at Ruishan in front of him.

"Of course not, but in this match, I care more about one player. Ezuyama also grinned.

"You mean...... "Zheng Ke suddenly remembered that one of the players in the third battle was Misakuang.

"It's him. Eizan Edazsu also smiled,

"Will his strength be better than the others? Zheng Ke was puzzled by Ruishan's words. The people who participated in the competition today, no matter which one of them, had an extremely high level.

"He's strong...... He should be about the same as the others, but his abilities are really strong. By the way, you haven't watched him fight, have you?" asked Reizan.

Zheng Ke shook his head, "How can I have time to watch his game? If it weren't for the recent autumn qualifiers, I might not even have time to rest, after all, it will be the-blue's Asian tournament soon." ”

"Oh, that's fine...... In fact, the difficulty of the Asian competition is not as difficult as the national competition, and the final may be a duel between you and Senior Sister Kikuchi. Although Ashiyama Ezuzu also said.

Ruishan's rhetoric, Zheng Ke heard it for the first time, but if you think about it carefully, there is some truth to it. Japan is a food-conscious country, and while its cuisine is not as famous as the world's top three cuisines, it is far better than the cuisines of other countries.

As strange as it sounds, a lot of games do.

For example, if a Chinese table tennis player wants to win a domestic championship, it is more difficult than winning a world championship. Therefore, Ruishan's words still have some basis.

"Then I'll borrow your good words. Zheng Ke said with a chuckle.

Just as the two of them were talking, the other ten heroes also came in one after another.

Erina took away the ten heroes of the long me terunoki, and of course I didn't give her a good face. As for Issehui, Kuga and others, they all knew Ruishan, and when they saw Ruishan here, they didn't talk much.

Zheng Ke greeted a few people and looked at the venue again.

Nagi Senzaemon stood up from his seat and said to the audience, "The theme of the third battle is hamburg!"

"Hamburg?" the audience looked at Nagi Senzaemon in surprise.

"That's right, it's a dish of boiled meat sandwiched in bread, and there are no restrictions on the ingredients and bread types used. Nagi Senzaemon explained.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to choose such a topic. Ruishan Zhizu also snorted coldly and pouted.

"What's wrong with this dish? With such a high degree of freedom, it's obviously a good topic. As the author of the topic, of course, Kuga was unwilling to endure Ruishan's groundless accusations and tried his best to refute it.

Zheng Ke looked at this topic, but he was thinking about whether the meat sandwich bun would fit this theme, or what could be improved.

"Now announce the roster of opponents!" the voice of a female announcer sounded above the moon and sky.

At the same time, the players in this game have also stood in the player tunnel.

"Hey...... Unexpectedly, my opponent in the first round turned out to be you. Misakung said.

"It doesn't matter, you're just a rock on my way to winning the championship anyway, and with a little bit of force, you can kick it away. ”

"Don't say that, I feel like I'm being discriminated against, and I'm confident that I can beat you in the ring. Misaku strode out of the runner's tunnel.

"Foolish dreams. ”

"The contestants are, Misaku, and Ryo Hayama!"

When these two men appeared, the scene was in an uproar.

"Originally, my prey was not you, but now, I can only get rid of you first. Misakung stuck out her tongue and looked hideous.

"Pretending to be a ghost, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Ye Shan Liang tied his hair up with a headband.

"Hey, I hope you don't cry then. Misakun smiled contemptuously,

"Ye Shan Liang?" After Ruishan Zhijin also saw this match, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Zheng Ke dissatisfied, "Who is in this match?"

Zheng Ke shrugged his shoulders, this thing is not his responsibility, how can he know?

"It's Senior Division, do you have any opinions?" looked at Eizan Edazin with dissatisfaction for a long time.

Ruishan was silent, but anyone could see the dissatisfaction in his heart.

On the big screen, Ye Shanliang took out his ingredients one by one.

Lamb, beef, ginger, lemon juice, intention, cloves......

With the exception of lamb and beef, most of the dishes are spices.

"It's really a spice messenger to use such spices. ”

"By the way, what are the ingredients for Misakuang?"

"Hey, his ingredients are also ......."

When the audience saw Misakuang's material, they immediately launched a heated debate.

"What's going on?" asked Teru Kuga, surprised.

Zheng Ke was also confused, but it wasn't until he looked at the big screen that he noticed the abnormality.

"Look at Misakuang's ingredients, he is exactly the same as Ryo Hayama. ”

The other ten masters all looked at the big screen, only to see that on the operating table of Misakuang, there were exactly the same ingredients as Ryo Hayama, and even the cooking tools used were the same.

"What's going on?"

"Why are the tools you use the same?"

The culinary authorities in the stands also let out exclamations.

"What the hell is that stupid big guy doing? Why does he cook the same food as Ryo Hayama? No, why is he cooking Ryo Hayama? Jun Shiomi stood up and protested with a wave of fists.

Chapelle, who was busy, also frowned, but his distress was more on Shiomi Jun's body, and she covered his sight.

Ryo Hayama stacked a large number of slices of meat on top of each other, then passed through them with a large iron skewer and moved them to the stove of a dish.

The soft inner and spices of the fat inner are combined with each other, and the flavors of the fragrance gradually penetrate and merge completely.

"It's Turkish food. Erina Nagikiri looked serious when she saw Ryo Hayama's actions.