"Cuisine of the Oriental players and the Tozuki players...... It's okay. ”

In the VIP seat above the arena, Milne held a goblet in one hand and his eyes were fixed on the TV on the wall.

"I don't want their cooking to be too good, otherwise, the students in our school may not get this score. Marcus sighed, and all the things that were in his heart were written on his face.

"Mr. Marcus, don't stress too much. The quality of this qualifying match is very high. Although Hui Ying didn't take a point, they had some dishes, which were also quite interesting. Eddie recalled the past half a month of competition and couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, what Blues need is not a flawless tournament, but a title. Marcus rubbed his forehead, the current situation of Lan Ji really gave him a headache.

"Ahh Eddie ignored Marcus' angry eyes and poured cold water on Marcus.

"Why do you say that?" asked Marcus dissatisfied.

"It's very simple, Dongfang is more powerful than Lanji. If it weren't for the last game, the East would have been lightly defeated, and the qualifying round would have been over. Eddie said with a yawn.

Marcus frowned, a little depressed, but what Eddie said was the truth.

"I wonder why the East did that?" said Milne, touching his chin.

"I know. Marcus looked depressed, although he guessed Fu Xiuyun's thoughts, but he was not happy at all.

Milne and Eddie looked at Marcus quizzically.

"Oriental Academy...... No, to be more specific, Fu Xiuyun is choosing a successor. Marcus said.

"You mean......" Eddie was stunned for a moment, and his eyes swept to Que Zhengqing on the big screen.

At this moment, Que Zhengqing was quickly processing the ingredients.

The onions were finely chopped, the green and red peppers were also cut into small pieces, and then he began to wash the ginger and garlic, which should be ready to be processed.

"Fu Xiuyun will graduate from the East in a few months. Now, of course, he wants to find a successor as soon as possible. If the East are to win next year's qualifying, there must be someone who can replace him. ”

"This successor is Que Zhengqing?" Eddie wondered.

"Don't forget, Lanji has my baby, and next year, don't say it's just Que Zhengqing, it's Fu Xiuyun, she can also win. Milne snorted.

"That's the time for next year's qualifying, would you like to postpone Catherine's graduation?" Marcus asked rhetorically.

"Don't think about it!, she still has to go to my restaurant to work out!" Milne refused, "By the way, didn't you poach Zheng Ke's bastard? ”

"Of course not. Eddie interjected suddenly.

Marcus and Milne were stunned, looking at Add in bewilderment.

Whether Zheng Ke postponed his graduation and what does it have to do with him?

Eddie was also a little hairy, scratched his head, and sneered, "I was thinking, he probably has his own business, right?"

Marcus and Milne were a little suspicious, but since Eddie didn't say anything, they didn't ask any more questions.

The three people on the field are also at the most critical time.

After a brief chat, the three of them turned their attention to the TV again.

Que Zhengqing cut all the ingredients that will be used, put the wok, put it on the hot fire, pour the oil into the pot, and wait until the cooking oil in the pot just smoked, and then gently put the beef into the pot to soak and fry, but soon fished out again.

"If I'm not mistaken, the pan isn't heating up yet, is it?" asked Add, curious.

"Yes, it looks like the cooking oil should be four or five percent hot, and the immersion time is very short. I'm not very familiar with Chinese cuisine, so I don't know what he's going to do...... How's his cooking?" asked Milne curiously.

"He's good, in fact, the two games he lost, it's a pity, the first one he lost met your princess, and the second one he lost, he should have been a little careless, right?" said Eddie.

"That's not bad. Milne nodded slightly.

Is losing to Catherine a "loss"? Who made his little princess so good at cooking?

At this moment, after the initial nervous period, the Polestar crowd finally eased their tense nerves, and they were able to watch the game in a relatively calm mood.

Kohei turned on the oven, took out the saucepan from it and put it on the counter, poured a bottle of red wine into the pot, and then added the beef stock prepared before the game, just over the beef, and added tomato paste, garlic and other spices, and put it on the fire to boil.

"Oh, I know, what are Sosama-kun going to cook?" Megumi Tasoko patted his hand, startling Yuhime Yoshino nearby.

"What's going on?" said Yoshino Yuhime, looking at Megumi Tazo in bewilderment.

"It's beef stew in red wine...... At the beginning of the school year, Chuangzhenjun and I cooked similar dishes in Mr. Charpelle's class. At that time, if it weren't for the help of Chuangzhenjun, I guess ......"

Tian Sukai shook her head again and again, although the time passed very early, she still remembered that class vividly.

"I know that class! Sosama-kun is really going to make that dish?" Yuhime Yoshino looked at the big screen suspiciously.

"The cooking process has changed a bit, but compared to that time, Chuangzhenjun's cooking skills are undoubtedly better now. I...... I believe that Chuangzhenjun can win. Megumi Tanzo clenched her fists and stared at Kohei Soma on the screen.

After the fire on the pot was boiled, he lifted the pot and placed it lightly in the oven, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, heat the saucepan in the oven.

It was only then that he had a chance to glance at the other contestants, Que Zhengqing was churning the beef and ingredients with his head down, and David seemed to be boiling the sauce.

Put the cream in a hot pan, then pour the onion and red wine into the pan and simmer. When the white air slowly rose, David added the cow stock and mustard seeds to the pot and continued to boil.

It seems that in a short period of time, his dishes will not be able to come out.

"All three of them are good cooks. Anne on the judges' bench looked at the arena with her cheeks on her cheeks and grinning.

"yes, the two Western dishes look pretty good, and as for the Chinese food, I still can't even tell what he's going to do?" Eastwaru pushed the middle frame of his glasses.

Because the distance between the judges' bench and the arena is relatively far, it is difficult for them to make a judgment unless Que Zhengqing's picture is shown on the big screen.

In the past, two contestants cooked, and the two large screens did not need to be cut, but the three contestants cooking at the same time was not as natural as it was at the beginning.

"But four hours is a bit long, it's just two hours, and you have to wait for the same amount of time. Charum frowned.

"Maybe someone can cook the dish in advance?" Anne said softly.

"Do you believe that yourself?" said Charum with a wry smile.

"Teacher, my dish is ready. Suddenly, a voice rang out from the arena.

"See?" Anne smirked twice and looked back at the arena.