Zheng Ke always paid attention to the heat of the soup pot, waited until the rice grains were boiled soft, added an appropriate amount of caster sugar, boiled slightly, took out the vanilla pods, and then poured in butter.

Katatong Yang, who was opposite, glanced up at Zheng Ke, and just wanted to say a few words to him, but found that Zheng Ke's energy was all focused on cooking.

He wouldn't think his cooking would beat me, would he?

Katagiri lowered his head in confusion and continued to process the ingredients, which had taken a lot of effort to prepare the recipe for this dish, a full 200,000 yen. In the end, it was the European players who helped him formulate this exquisite dish, and after nearly two weeks of training, the dish almost reached the point of perfection.

The price is very high, but if you can win the game, then everything is not a problem.

Hiroshi Katagiri grabbed two eggs, beat the yolks into a basin, added an appropriate amount of caster sugar, and whipped thoroughly with a whisk.

He has repeated these steps many times in the past two weeks, and it is no exaggeration to say that even with his eyes closed, he can smoothly prepare the whole dish.

Skillful techniques and techniques attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Compared to the tourists or spectators outside the villa, the people in the hall, whether they were contestants or reporters, had a deep understanding of the cuisine, so after seeing Katagiri's cooking process, almost everyone was impressed by Katagiri's superb skills.

"Hey, sister, didn't you say that his Western food is not good?" Absolon also became a little nervous.

Katagiri Yoshi's cooking skills are not much worse than him.

"How do I know? These are what journalists say. Catherine glared at the reporters.

In the face of Catherine's accusations, those reporters were also confused, and when interviewing Katagiri Hiroshi, he clearly said that he didn't know Western-style desserts?

Alas, you can't be too simple to be a journalist.

Several reporters lowered their heads and sighed helplessly.

"Katagiri Hiro's dish is not simple. Kikuchi Enguo, who had not spoken for a long time, looked at Katagiri Hiroshi cooking the ingredients and sighed, "If he had used this kind of cooking skills in the last competition, the competition might have been very anxious." ”

Akane Kubo Momo also frowned, and the confident smile she had had previously retracted. As the most powerful pastry chef among the students in Yuanyue School Park, her sense of smell for desserts is more sensitive than that of Kikuchi Garden, and her observations are more careful than Kikuchi's Orchard.

The quality of a pastry chef is judged not only by the taste of a dish, but also by the coordination of the chef's movements during the cooking process.

From beating to mixing, the strength of the action should be just right. Desserts made with different strengths are likely to have obvious differences in taste.

In addition, the control of sweetness should also be exquisite, with different ingredients and different amounts of caster sugar, otherwise it is easy to feel sweet and greasy in the second bite.

If a chef is consistent throughout the process and doesn't waste time in some places, such as weighing, the dish will not be disjointed, and the resulting dish will be better on the palate.

Judging by the cooking process that Katagiri has shown so far, he is simply an excellent chef now.

Sure enough, two weeks of preparation time was too much.

Akane Kubo Momo bit her lip and stared at the big screen, she was full of confidence in Zheng Ke, but Katagiri Yang's performance today was far beyond her imagination.

This game, if nothing else, should be the most exciting matchup in this competition.

Looking at Zheng Ke who was engrossed in handling the ingredients in the video, Akane Kubo Momo was also full of doubts, is this person on TV still the Zheng Ke who tied with her in the three-person halberd?

At this moment, Zheng Ke didn't care about other people's attitudes at all, since he started cooking, his attention was on his cooking, and he didn't even notice that Katagiri looked up at him many times.

This dessert carries almost all his hard work and dreams, and he is confident that this dish will be the best dish in the entire series, and there is no one.

Zheng Ke poured the prepared ingredients into the mold, pressed the ingredients on the surface with a soup spoon, and then put the five molds into a small iron basin filled with hot water and moved them into the oven. It was only then that he let out a long breath, and the sweat all over his body was already soaking his clothes.

The sauce is still missing, and the whole dish is ready.

Zheng Ke didn't have time to rest, so he quickly took out six eggs, took out the yolks, put them in a basin, and then added milk and vanilla pods...... Mix with a whisk.

"What's going on? Isn't Zheng Ke's food already in the oven?"

"I don't know, looking at Zheng Ke's cooking speed, the follow-up work seems to be very complicated. ”

"There's only an hour left, and I don't know if there's enough time. ”

"It must be enough, he must have practiced it in advance. ”

"Alas, seeing Zheng Ke in such a hurry, I don't seem to have confidence in my heart. ”

Unlike these talkative audiences, Nakamura suddenly sat up after seeing the ingredients being cooked.

"What's wrong?Mr. Nakamura?" Kyotake Kawaguchi didn't know why, but looked at Nakai, but saw him clenched his fists, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This kid is pretty good. After about five or six minutes of watching, Nakamura said such a sentence.

Kawaguchi Kyotake's face softened, "Yes, the meeting I had with him in February, and I could see that he was not simple. However, I seem to have heard that he is better at Chinese cuisine and may be weaker at Western food. ”

Nakamura nodded and stopped talking.

Zheng Ke kept stirring the sauce, keeping an eye on the change in the concentration of the sauce until the sauce could stick to the wooden spoon, and then turned off the fire.

The sweet smell filled the air, and the three judges gently sniffed the aroma of the sauce in the air, and the whole person's expression became relaxed.

Zheng Ke's Cuisine...... Seems pretty good.

The three judges thought in unison.

"Judge, my cooking is done. ”

The sudden sound, like a sharp stabbing needle, effortlessly punctured the illusions of the three judges and pulled them into reality.

Booker looked at the person who spoke, Katagiri lifted his glasses, and the food was already on the tray by him.

"Oh, please bring your food to you. Booker glanced at the dessert on the tray, but he couldn't see it clearly because of the distance, and could only roughly tell that the dish was brightly colored.

"Yes, judges. Katagiri picked up the tray and walked to the judges' bench with his head held high.