The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 612 Chapter 144 The second game, start!
After the first round, Takamian walked out of the arena and was immediately surrounded by reporters.

"First of all, congratulations on your victory. We know that in the group competition, you beat the two players from Yuanyue Academy by an overwhelming advantage, and this time you beat the graduates from Yuanyue Academy. Player Hanazawa Maki, now, people outside call you 'Totsuki Killer', what do you think about this?"

"I just want to say that even if you are not a graduate of a prestigious school, you can become an excellent chef. The graduates of Yuanyue Academy are excellent, but please don't look down on grassroots chefs like me. As for the 'Yuyue Killer'—— It's still too early to say. My ultimate goal is to win the right to qualify, let's talk about it after I win the last game?" Gao Jian'an showed a faint smile on his face.

"Your opponent in the next match should be a student or graduate of Yuanyue Academy. What do you think of the next match?"

"No opinion - just be yourself and I believe I can win the game."

"What about Kikuchi? If Mukuchi loses the match against Hiroshi Katagiri, and you win the next match, then your path to promotion is the path to confront Totsuki Academy. What do you think What do you think?"

"If there is such a coincidence, then when the time comes, you will call me 'Yuanyue Killer'?" Gao Jian'an licked his tongue, his face grim.

Looking at the picture on the TV, Takasugi Shouji slammed the table fiercely: "Damn it! This kid dances too much. Hua Ze...is really disappointing."

Akane Kubomomo glanced at Takasugi Juji with dissatisfaction, "Senior, don't blame Hanazawa-senpai, we are all responsible for these things."

Three of the five Yuanyue Academy students and non-enrolled students lost to Gao Jianan.

Although Takamiyasu was older and more experienced than them, losing the game was not a happy thing after all, and because the media fanned the flames, they felt aggrieved.

"Damn it, I don't care, in the next round, I must let him taste my power!" Takasugi Shouji clenched his fist and said.

"You still think about it, how to win this round of competition? Zheng Ke is not so easy to deal with." Akane Kubomomo sneered.

"You say him? Well... I should be able to beat him, right? After all, soup is my housekeeping skill." Takasugi Shouji touched the jar placed on the table.

"It's not certain, Zheng Ke's strength is also different. However, I want to remind you that the competition is about to start... don't you want to change your clothes?"

After being reminded by Akane Kubomomo, Takasugi Juji noticed that he was still wearing a white shirt, his face turned cold, he hugged the jar, and left the hall in a hurry.

"In this game, another person has to go - no matter who is eliminated, it will make people feel uncomfortable." Qian Kubomomo hugged the puppet tightly, her face puffed up.

"It's true. But no matter the outcome of this game, it will definitely be a wonderful game." Catherine stared at the big screen, her face becoming more serious.

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"Oh... that big brother lost the game. It's a pity. In fact, I still support him." The girl put the spoon filled with shaved ice into her mouth with a rather regretful face.

Compared with Gao Jianan, Hua Zemu has a better image, not to mention that Hua Zemu's cooking is more disgusting in appearance.

Ezuya Ruishan crossed his arms and looked at the big screen with dissatisfaction.

To make an ordinary chef so frightened - if Zheng Ke doesn't eliminate him, he must make Zheng Ke look good.

"Look, the big screen is back in that kitchen." The audience on the beach pointed to the big screen and shouted.

Many people raised their heads, looked at the big screen, changed faces from the hall, and then switched to the arena again. The staff moved the ingredients prepared by the players into the arena one by one.

"Haha, it's time for our contestants from Kanagawa Prefecture to appear." A bearded man laughed.

"Yeah, wait for a while, we must let the players feel the enthusiasm of our Kanagawa."

"You are stupid, we are watching a big screen, even if we cheer loudly, he can't hear it."

"I forgot about it - it's too bad, can't we just cheer on the scene?"

There was a discussion on the beach.

"Stop arguing, the contestants are entering the arena!" A spectator reminded.

"Hey, is the contestant from Kanagawa that fat guy?" A woman in her 20s said with some disgust.

"No, it's the kid walking behind." This person had obviously seen the preliminaries in Kanagawa.

"Ah? A little fresh meat? So handsome, I support you!" After seeing Zheng Ke walking behind, the woman covered her mouth and screamed.

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Zheng Ke walked into the arena and bowed to Takasugi Juji.

"Senior, is this our first duel?" Zheng Ke said.

"Yes, we have been alumni for a year, and we only have the opportunity to face off today. It's a bit exaggerated to say that." Takasugi Shouji said with a smile.

"Senior, I must win." Zheng Ke looked straight at Takasugi Juji and expressed his inner thoughts.

"As a senior, I should try my best to meet the requirements of my junior. But this time, no one can stop my determination to take revenge." Takasugi Shouji clenched his fists tightly, "I know what you want to do, but the person who defeated him It can only be me."

"Then let's have a showdown with cooking, shall we?" Zheng Ke didn't say any more nonsense and turned towards his console.

Booker glanced at his phone, and didn't speak until the time reached 2 o'clock, "The theme of this competition is 'Soup', and the time limit is three hours. The competition starts now!"

After Booker's voice fell, Zheng Ke and Takasugi Shouji began to cook their own dishes.

After washing the required ingredients with water, Zheng Ke put them on the operating table.

Celery is cut into 2 mm small cubes, parsley, shallots, and garlic are also finely chopped, and white pepper is crushed with a kitchen knife.

After processing these ingredients, Zheng Ke put the soup pot on the fire and put in butter.The butter gradually melted, and the rich aroma of oil spread in the air.

Diced celery, chopped parsley, chopped red onion... Zheng Ke's chopped ingredients were poured into the pot and stir-fried, and the aroma gradually wafted out of the pot.

Seeing that the spices and vegetables in the pot were evenly stirred, Zheng Ke took out a small bucket from the trolley on one side, fished out a black ingredient from it, and poured it into the pot.

"Mussels?" Takasugi Shouji saw the ingredients Zheng Ke took out, and the movements of his hands stopped.

"That's right, mussels! Senior, I have spent a lot of effort for this dish." Zheng Ke picked up the white wine, poured it into the pot, and after covering the pot, he raised his head and looked at Takasugi Juji.

Takasugi Toshiji tightly shook the kitchen knife in his hand, with a serious look on his face.

(End of this chapter)