Everyone is waiting for Zheng Ke's cooking, but everyone's mood is different.

Among these people, the most nervous person is Hiroshi Katagiri.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his throat was a little dry, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Zheng Ke.

If you think about it carefully, it's also funny, he obviously participated in the Asian qualifiers last year, but the tension in his heart at this moment is even more intense than then.

Are you not confident in this dish?

The recipe for this dish is already excellent, and after two weeks of preparation, this dessert is also of high quality, and there must be no problem.

After thinking of this, the tension in Katagiri disappeared a lot.

As the focus of everyone, Zheng Ke was calm and quietly looked at the mold placed in the ice and the food in the mold. Only when the molds have cooled down do he remove the molds, detach the dessert from the molds, and place them in the center of the plate, where the melted caramel is poured over the surrounding sauce.

After doing all this, Zheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Booker: "Teacher judge, my cooking is done." ”

The eyes of the three judges immediately lit up, and they couldn't wait to say, "Take it quickly!"

Zheng Ke picked up the plate, stepped onto the judges' seat, and placed the three desserts in front of each judge.

If Katagiri Yang's dessert just now is called gorgeous, then Zheng Ke's cuisine is low-key luxury.

The plain light plate with a pale yellow sauce is laid flat on the bottom of the plate, like a mirror, and the dark brown caramel droplets are added to the sauce, and the pattern spreads out to form willow leaves, which form a circle around the center of the plate. The dark brown dessert is in the center of the plate, and together with the edge of the plate and the caramel on the drops, it forms a concentric circle.

"It's so beautiful!"

At the first glance of this dish, this voice appears in most people's minds.

The plain plate, the monotonous color of yellow and brown, when it appears on the big screen, creates a strong visual impact.

It's obviously very simple and simple ingredients, but the combination of each other is so amazing. What is even more surprising is that the whole dish does not give people a greasy feeling.

"It's amazing, this is the food made by Zheng Ke?" Absolon didn't know how to express his mood at the moment.

It's just a week, Zheng Ke has made such an excellent dish......

"Of course, this is the last round in Japan, and if you want to win, you can only use ordinary desserts?" Akane Kubo Momo glanced at Absolon dissatisfied.

"Yes. Absolon had to nod.

The people who can make it this far are probably among the best in Japan. The fact that he can be on the same level as them means that his cooking skills are also good.

Absolon thought of this, and his wounded heart finally felt a little more comfortable. As for the person who entered the finals, it was Zheng Ke...... Uh, how do you say that? He can't be considered a normal person, can he?

After the three judges saw this dish, their eyebrows were overjoyed.

"Is it French rice cakes?" Booker asked Zheng Ke, obviously, his eyes were full of anticipation.

This dish is a little different from the traditional rice cake, but it is still very similar in general.

"That's right, it's French rice cakes. Zheng Ke bowed slightly, and the reflections of the three judges were exactly the same as he imagined.

The three judges, who have been in Japan for more than half a month, may have eaten Western food, but neither the taste nor the quality of the food can be compared with the French cuisine. Therefore, if you can make an authentic French dish, it is easy to win the favor of the judges.

For the average person, the authentic taste of France may be a bit difficult, because after all, no one is born and raised in France, and no one can grasp the essence of French cuisine. But Zheng Ke here, there is Catherine's tasting, which can adjust the taste of the cuisine, coupled with Akane Kubo's clear judgment of desserts, so that Zheng Ke can complete this traditional French dish.

"But did you think about the consequences when you made this dish in front of us?" asked Joshua rhetorically.

Let the French people try French food, and if there is a flaw in the dish, they will immediately notice it.

Zheng Ke's approach can certainly be ingenious, but the risk is also very large.

"Of course. Judges, why don't you try a bite? I think the taste of the food is more convincing than my words!"

Joshua snorted coldly, glanced at Zheng Ke, and picked up the spoon, "As you wish!"

With a spoon on top of the dessert, he effortlessly cut off a corner of the rice cake, dipped it in the sauce on the plate, and Joshua put it in his mouth.

When you touch the soft rice cake and the soft tip of your tongue, the sweet flavor spreads into your mouth. Without chewing, the fragrant rice cake gradually spreads in the mouth, and the rice grains mixed in the dessert rub against the tongue coating, like a small hand, scratching the most crispy part of the body, and every hair trembles comfortably.

This strong fragrance, at this moment, made him feel a taste of home.

In the mouth, it is not only sweet rice cakes, but also a strong hometown flavor.

"The rice has a very fluffy texture, and with a slight chewing, the juice in the rice grains seeps out, and the thick milk is cooked just right, and the flavor of the rice itself is preserved, and it blends with various spices to create an amazing flavor. Joshua closed his eyes, and the rich flavor spread out from his taste buds.

"The fragrance of vanilla pods and vanilla seeds, combined with the sweetness and sourness of orange and the mellow aroma of egg yolk, makes the whole dessert taste invigorating, and the raisins contained in the rice cake also add depth to the dessert. Evander's cheeks were rosy, and his eyes revealed a kind of nostalgia and yearning for his hometown.

"There is also this rich English cream sauce, which is delicate and smooth, and when it is dipped in the rice cake, the flavor of the spices sticks to the rice cake dip, and the heaviness is incomparable to ordinary cuisine. Even if you swallow it in your stomach, your throat, nasal cavity, and mouth are all filled with the smell of creamy and fragrant. ”

Booker felt like he was back at home, with his wife and beloved daughter, around the dining table, savoring the desserts of his hometown.

This warmth full of happiness penetrated deep into his heart.

Delicious...... No, it's a beautiful dessert!

Booker clenched his teeth, and the happiness that came from his heart almost made him scream.

"One dessert is Kyoho grape jelly and the other is French rice cake, and it's hard to choose. ”

"Relatively speaking, I still prefer the Kyoho grape jelly, the perfect combination of purple Kyoho grapes and goblet, both in appearance and taste, is the ultimate in dessert. ”

"Haha, I'm afraid that kind of food is only liked by a young man like you. That kind of food is flashy, how can French rice cakes be noble and elegant?"

Just as the judges were tasting it, a heated argument broke out outside the villa.