The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 1081 Chapter 122: Serving the Soup
"Mr. Marcus, don't worry too much."

A relatively wooden voice sounded behind Marcus.

"Oh, Bayer, you're not in my position, so of course you don't know what I'm thinking." Marcus sighed and frowned, "Although the principal didn't give the task, as the person in charge of qualifying , I certainly want Lan Ji to have better results."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Marcus, it's all my waywardness." Bayer bowed deeply.

"It has nothing to do with you, and I don't want it to drag you down because of this competition—you have already paid more for the school." Marcus said in a deep voice.

Bayer knew Marcus was comforting him, but he still felt guilty.

"By the way, I heard that you had a match with Catherine not long ago." Marcus asked curiously.

"That's right. 0:2, a complete loss." Bayer shook his head.

"You didn't turn on the water?" Marcus questioned.

"What good will it do me if I release the water? Besides, you should know better than me about Catherine's strength." Bayer replied.

On the big screen, the kitchen knife in Catherine's hand danced on the cutting board, and the bell pepper was quickly sliced ​​into thin slices.She casually put it in the frying pan for dipping.

The water stains inside the bell peppers made a crackling sound when they came into contact with the hot oil.

"I know, but she's been improving so fast lately," Marcus said.

"That's because she had to block, and those who were chasing her were following too closely."

"You mean Zheng Ke?" Marcus' eyes lit up.

If there is anything he cares most about in the past six months, it is probably pulling Zheng Ke over from Yuanyue.

"Yeah, but it's really a pity that I didn't have the chance to fight against him." Bayer sighed.

"It doesn't matter, isn't there still the-blue?"

"Ah? There's more than half a year left? Besides, it's hard to say how far he will reach by then. I don't like to lose."

Marcus finally had a smile on his face when he heard Bayer's words.

On the field, the two contestants are still busy cooking.

Que Zhengqing cut the noodles into thin slices and gently dipped them into the oil pan, and the rich aroma quickly spread into the air.

"smell good."

Catherine, who was standing behind the opposite console, looked up at Que Zhengqing with a look of surprise.

"Of course, this is my carefully cooked rice cracker. Forget it, let me tell you now, you don't understand either." Que Zhengqing snorted coldly.

"It's fine if you don't say it. Someone will tell me when the game is over." Catherine glared at Que Zhengqing, then lowered her head to cook her own ingredients.

"Ah... sneeze!" Zheng Ke sneezed unexpectedly.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Xingping asked.

"No, my nose was itchy just now. I didn't expect Que Zhengqing to cook crispy rice. It's really rare."

Xingping looked at the big screen again. Que Zhengqing had already fished out the golden noodles from the pot and put them on a side plate for later use.

Even use rice crust?
Xingping was more interested and focused more on Que Zhengqing.

Catherine took the sweet peppers, tenderloin and other ingredients out of the oil pan, gently placed them on the plate, and then brought out the previously prepared broth.

"What kind of soup stock will it be?" Yukihira said with great interest.

"I don't know, it should be clear soup or something? Just now, Catherine used eggs to coat the batter. The fried tenderloin is also more beautiful in color. It is more suitable to match with clear soup...I guess it is beef clear soup." Zheng Zheng Ke speculated.

"Although I prefer fish broth, it's obvious that bouillon soup goes better with tenderloin." Xingping also nodded.

At this time, Catherine opened the lid of the pot, and the soup inside also appeared in everyone's sight.

"Isn't this soup stock so clear?"

"Yeah, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is crystal clear."

"That kind of elegant feeling makes people's hearts calm down."

"I really want to take a sip, it's probably very delicious."

The audience sitting in the stands expressed emotion after seeing the clear soup in the pot.

"It's so beautiful. This pot of clear soup will probably take a long time to simmer, right?" Xingping said in surprise.

Xiao Lin Gendan patted Zheng Ke on the shoulder, "You boy, isn't this the broth you cooked before?"

Zheng Ke also shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know how Catherine made such a pot of soup.

Zheng Ke had cooked this kind of broth more than once before, and even prepared it once two days ago, but he was still surprised when Catherine brought out such a pot of broth.

Hearing the exclamation of the audience, Que Zhengqing also looked at the big screen in astonishment, and the clear broth in the pot came into his eyes.

He blinked, "Serve...serve soup? How can you make soup?"

"Huh?" Catherine scratched her head, "I saw Zheng Ke survived before, so I tried it. Well, the taste is really good."

"Eh? Zheng Ke?" Que Zhengqing's eyes widened, and he glanced at the stands around him, and found Zheng Ke in the seating area of ​​Yuanyue Academy.

"Senior, what did senior sister Catherine learn from you?" Xingping asked in a low voice.

"No. I just did it in front of her."

Zheng Ke spread his hands weakly. Ordinary people certainly don't have this kind of insight. It can only be said that Catherine is really too sensitive about cooking.

Catherine poured all the ingredients into the broth, and finally added starch to the pot and stirred.

The strong fragrance continued to escape, and she couldn't help licking her lips.

"Soon... the dishes will be ready. Que Zhengqing, are your dishes ready?" Catherine asked Que Zhengqing opposite.

"If you do it fast, you can't win the competition." Que Zhengqing retorted, lowering his head and continuing to cook his own dishes.

Catherine chuckled, turned off the fire, poured the freshly fried tenderloin into the pot, and stirred evenly.

Fu Xiuyun looked at the big screen and speculated on the pros and cons of the two dishes, it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

"It seems that we still have to taste it before making a judgment." Fu Xiuyun shook his head.

"Senior, does Que Zhengqing have a chance?" Hang Ziqi asked Fu Xiuyun with some anxiety.

"What? Worried about him?" Fu Xiuyun said with a smile.

"Who... who is worried about him. I just don't want to put too much pressure on me, so I asked this on purpose." Hang Ziqi explained.

"Whether he wins the game has nothing to do with your pressure. As I said before, the opponent is different, and my requirements for you are also different. It is a surprise that he can win the game, but you have to win This is your bottom line for the next game." Fu Xiuyun urged.

"Yes." Hang Ziqi pouted, feeling bad all of a sudden.

"Having said that, Xiaoqing played very well this time, and she used 'Boundary' just right. Of course, in order to deal with Xiaoqing, Catherine also used 'Boundary', but she didn't do her best."

Maybe there is a chance.

In Fu Xiuyun's heart, he also inadvertently had a glimmer of expectation for Que Zhengqing.

(End of this chapter)