A chef's future achievements are judged not by how many years he has learned, but by how quickly he progresses.

Of course, in the case of Zheng Ke, his rapid progress in Western food is not only related to his own efforts, but also related to his vision.

Zheng Ke relied on Chinese cuisine to occupy a place in the Ten Masters of Yuanyue, which allowed him to come into contact with high-end Western food and create conditions. And in the past year, Zheng Ke has been participating in the-blue's qualifiers, and finally broke out of the finals.

In the process, the opponents and friends he came into contact with had extremely high levels of Japanese and Western food, which inadvertently improved his appreciation of Western food. In addition, the intensive training conducted by Ryuichi Shiraishi and Silver Dojima also laid a good foundation for him in Western food.

However, even so, in Marcus's opinion, this speed of progress is still a little too fast, and he can't even imagine what kind of level he will reach if he is given another year to study Western cuisine in Paris, the "capital of gastronomy", and in places like Lanji College, which ranks No.1 in the West.

"Blue ...... Or more precisely, I am very optimistic about Zheng Ke's future, and learning Western food well will also have absolute benefits for his future development. Marcus chuckled.

Senzaemon touched his beard and didn't speak for a long time.

And just when Zheng Ke was panting a little, Si Yingshi was also busy with his own dishes. The kitchen knife in his hand cut through the ingredients placed on the cutting board in an extremely natural way, and the love for food in his heart was clearly displayed.

Fast and peaceful, which is completely different from Zheng Ke's action of handling the ingredients just now. Each cut is like communicating with the ingredients, and the ingredients are cut according to the wishes of the ingredients.

After cutting the ingredients, Si Yingshi heats a hot pan and pours in an appropriate amount of unsalted cream. As soon as the cream was hot and white smoke was rising, he added the bacon slices and shallots and stir-fried.

The smell of the strong fragrance gradually escaped, and the rich fragrance wafted into the air.

"It smells so good—"

"The fragrant slices of bacon and stir-fried with the mellow milk are really mouth-watering. ”

"He really deserves to be the chief of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue, this level of cooking is completely incomparable to ordinary people!"

The students in the audience let out an exclamation and the atmosphere of the scene suddenly livened up.

"Senior Zheng won't be affected, right?" Tian Suede looked at Zheng Ke uneasily—Zheng Ke was still holding the console with both hands, looking like he was resting.

"No, Zheng Jun must have encountered more difficult situations in various competitions, so I believe he must be fine. Issehui squinted his eyes, giving his juniors and juniors enough confidence, but he quietly clenched his fists - deep in his heart, he didn't have much confidence.

Joichiro touched his chin and his gaze fell on Si Yingshi.

"The division in the afternoon is more serious than in the morning. After observing for half a minute, Joichiro suddenly said, "The smoothness of the movements and the 'communication' with the ingredients are smoother than in the morning." This dish is not simple. ”

"Si Yingshi's problem is also in physical strength. Marcus replied, "It's just that, at the moment, the effect of physical strength has not yet been felt. ”

"So, Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi, which of them will reach the limit in terms of physical strength?" Senzaemon pondered.

After resting for a few minutes, Zheng Ke finally straightened up and hung the pigeon on the water pipe with a cotton rope.

Zheng Ke's move immediately attracted the attention of most people.

"What is Senior Zheng doing?"

"I don't know? I've never seen this way of cooking ingredients?"

The people around shook their heads, at a loss.

Zheng Ke took a deep breath, picked up the chef's knife, slashed down the pigeon's neck, cut it to the pigeon's tail, calf, and the joints of the two wings, cut off the internal organs, and turned the pigeon from the inside out.

Exclamations immediately rang out from the spectator seats in the stands.

"What's going on, what does Senior Zheng want to do?"

"I don't know, I just turned the pigeon over...... It's also too ...... It's ......"

The astonishment around also attracted Si Yingshi's attention, and at this time, Zheng Ke had already restored the pigeon meat to its original state, but the excess internal organs were taken out by him.

"Your dish seems to be quite interesting. Si Yingshi asked.

Zheng Ke on the other side didn't hear Si Yingshi's words at all, and continued to deal with the second pigeon - in his eyes, he only had the pigeon in his hand, and other people or things, even Si Yingshi, had nothing to do with him.

Sweat slid down his cheeks, but he didn't feel it, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed the pigeon's back again.

Anne looked at Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi on the field with great interest, and it is no exaggeration to say that the performance of the two players on the field in this joint team halberd is perfect. One person can talk to the ingredients and bring out the characteristics of the ingredients to the extreme, while the other person can fully focus on cooking.

The dishes made by these two people should make people have enough expectations, right?

The eyes of the two people next to him also showed a fine light, and they, like Anne, looked at Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi expectantly, and they could make a perfect dish.

"I ...... I seem to have seen Zheng Ke's dishes somewhere. For a long time, my gaze fell on the busy Zheng Ke.

"Is it Sichuan cuisine?" asked Kohei Soma.

"It's not...... It seems to be a dish from northern China, but at that time, this dish didn't seem to be a pigeon...... "I was a little hesitant for a long time."

"So...... This dish is a dish that Senior Zheng has changed. Kohei thoughtfully.

"It should be. Jiu I nodded according to the law, he had eaten this dish when he went to Huaxia during the holidays, but this was a long time ago, so he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"In such an important competition, it's too risky to change the recipe, right?" said Megumi Tazo, looking at the arena uneasily.

If at this time, if you don't have the courage to give it a go, Zheng Jun has no chance of winning this game. Yishihui agrees with Zheng Ke's approach.

Jiu I nodded and looked up and recalled, "That's right. The opponent is Senior Division, and if you use ordinary methods, you have no chance of winning. Also, although the main ingredient used in that dish is not pigeons, there is not much difference. ”

"What are the ingredients that the senior ate?" asked Kohei curiously.

"Chickens. It is the kind of chicken that has not grown up, the meat is tender and delicate, and after the mouth, the fragrance remains in the mouth and lasts for a long time. Kuga Teruki said simply.

"If so, there are indeed certain conditions for change. Isshiki nodded, "It's a pity that you forgot the name of that dish—"

"Name ......" Jiu Naruji scratched his head desperately, and a name gradually appeared in his mind, "It seems to be...... Pocket**?"