After seeing Hua Zemu, Zheng Ke immediately identified the others in the same group. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info okay, there are no other famous players. and Hiroshi Katagiri, Takasugi Shouji and Akane Kubo Momo were placed in Group A.

Overall, the strength of the two sides is relatively average, at least so far, Zheng Ke feels like this.

"The members of the two teams are asked to follow the staff into their respective competition venues, and at the entrance of the venue, register the ingredients they need, and the competition will officially start in half an hour. After saying this, Masatomo Nitta bowed slightly, then chose to retreat to the wall, and two staff members led two groups to the back of the villa.

When listening to Hua Zemu's introduction yesterday, Zheng Ke had a hunch that this villa would be very big. But because Kikuchi was drunk last night, he didn't have a full view of the villa, but today he had a chance.

Zheng Ke followed the staff, walked through the corridor, came to the hall that connected the various entertainment rooms, and then walked out through the sliding door on one side, bypassed a swimming pool, and came to a relatively tall house.

Zheng Ke, like everyone else, was at the workbench at the door, wrote down the ingredients he needed in the staff's workbook, and then followed the others into the room.

"You're going to use crabs?" Hanazawa Mu suddenly lowered his voice.

"How do you know?" Zheng Ke glanced at Hua Zemu behind him vigilantly.

"Hee-hee, I just accidentally saw it. Hua Zemu winked at Zheng Ke, and Zheng Ke rolled his eyes depressedly.

The venue was supposed to have been renovated, not originally used as a competition venue, but a bit like a library, but after the renovation, it was also gorgeous, except for the lack of auditorium, there were almost no other shortcomings. In addition, the area of the site is also large, and even though it is equipped with six operating stations, it does not feel crowded.

More than a dozen reporters and competitors from other countries ascended the hallway, condescendingly, looking at the arena below. Every move of each player is displayed in their field of vision at a glance.

Each of the six contestants found an operating table, placed their kitchen knives on it, and waited quietly for the game to begin. During this time, the staff also brought up the ingredients needed by the six players one by one.

"I wonder who the judges of this competition are?" asked a reporter standing in the hallway curiously.

"Since it's a national competition, the judges shouldn't be ordinary people, right?"

"Probably the most famous gourmets in Japan, their tongues are also said to be particularly sensitive. ”

"Unlikely...... Those gourmets have a great sense of taste, but a competition like this level requires expert judges to be convincing. ”

The reporters whispered about the referees, and everyone analyzed them in a good way, until someone shouted, 'The judges are coming', and they put away the discussion and looked towards the door.

At the forefront was a Japanese man in his sixties, wearing a kimono, with gray temples, a solemn expression, not angry but mighty, wearing a dark kimono, appearing in everyone's field of vision.

"It's the head chef of the three-star restaurant 'Yanagisakuen', Tomoshi Kawamura. ”

"Why did the organizers invite this old man over?"

"Wait, look at the person behind Mr. Kawamura, it seems to be the chef of the three-star restaurant 'Gremy', Johannes Decker. ”

A blonde Frenchman in his mid-forties, dressed in a burgundy suit, followed closely behind Kawamura.

"The last ...... One of Tokyo's most famous gourmets, Akimoto is said to be able to distinguish 50 different types of sashimi in 10 minutes just by taste. ”

The last person to come in was a lady of only thirty years old, with short ear-length hair, sharp eyes, and a serious expression on her face, who should have looked like a very stern person.

The three people sat in the judges' bench, and to the slight surprise of the others, the person sitting in the judges' seat turned out to be Ayumi Akimoto.

You must know that whether it is qualifications, cooking skills, or even understanding of cuisine, Ayumu Akimoto is weaker than the other two. It seems that the other two chefs should not be resident judges.

Akimoto glanced at the time, and with three minutes to reach ten o'clock, he picked up the microphone.

"The topic of this competition, you should all know, is appetizers. Everyone has a different understanding of appetizers, and I only have one requirement, the food must be delicious. The duration of the competition is three hours. If you finish it early, serve it and we'll score it immediately after the tasting. Is there anyone who hasn't gotten the ingredients yet?"

All six players shook their heads.

"Alright, now the game begins!" Akimoto glanced at his watch, which was exactly ten o'clock.

The six contestants immediately opened the knife box, took out the kitchen knives they needed, and then took out the ingredients placed on the trolley and began to cook.

Zheng Ke took out the pork belly from the ingredient cart, picked up a knife, and chopped the pork belly on the cutting board.

The kitchen knife landed on the cutting board with a violent crashing sound, moving most people's eyes to Zheng Ke's body.

"Appetizers are used to increase the appetite, and if you use pork belly, will it be too greasy?"

"Maybe he thinks the delicious food is more in line with this topic?"

"However, if you make a master's move, any flaws will be infinitely magnified, and I think it will be very risky to do so. ”

"No, I believe in him. A reporter from Kanagawa Prefecture said confidently.

"Why?" the others looked puzzled.

"Because he came out of Kanagawa, I saw his cooking with my own eyes. I can assure you that his food is not only delicious, but also describable. The journalist said.

"He's so powerful?" said another reporter from Osaka, incredulous.

Hearing the discussion of these reporters, Yuji Iwai, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but speak: "I'm different from you, but I've eaten the dishes he made, and every dish is very exquisite." So, he must have a reason for using pork belly, just look at it. ”

"You are ......" The reporter in Osaka looked at Yuji Iwai, who spoke, with a puzzled expression.

"I'm a reporter for Foodie magazine, Yuji Iwai. I'm really curious, the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, you don't all interview, do you think that other people's cooking skills will be much better than the Ten Masters of the Far Moon?" Yuji Iwai looked at the other reporters suspiciously.

"We had an exclusive interview with Miss Kikuchi!"

"yes, in such a big game, how can we not focus on the favourites. ”

The little fat man laughed innocently, "But do you know? In the top 12 this time, there are a total of five people who have served or are serving as the top ten heroes of Yuanyue, which is the largest number in the past. ”

Other journalists, even players from abroad, were in good spirits.

There are only six places in the next round, but there are five of the Ten Masters of the Far Moon - they don't want to make it all to the second round, right?