The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 923 Chapter 461 Deathmatch ([-])

The future achievement of a chef is judged not by how many years he has studied, but by his speed of progress.

Of course, as far as Zheng Ke is concerned, his rapid progress in Western food is not only related to his own efforts, but also related to his vision.

Relying on Huaxia dishes, Zheng Ke has a place in Yuanyue Shijie, which allows him to get in touch with high-end Western food and creates conditions.In the past year, Zheng Ke has been participating in the qualifiers of the-blue, and finally broke out of the finals.

During this process, the opponents and friends he came into contact with all have extremely high standards in both Japanese and Western food, which inadvertently improved his appreciation of Western food.In addition, the intensive training given to him by Shiraishi Ryuichi and Dojima Gin also gave him a good foundation in Western food.

However, even so, in Marcus' view, this rate of progress is still a bit too fast. He can't even imagine that if Zheng Ke is given another year, he will be able to develop in Paris, the "city of food", and in the West. What kind of level can you achieve by learning Western food at a place like No. 1 Lanji College?

"Lan Ji...or to be more precise, I am very optimistic about Zheng Ke's future. Moreover, learning Western food well will definitely be beneficial to his future development." Marcus said with a chuckle.

Senzaemon stroked his beard and didn't speak for a long time.

And when Zheng Ke was panting for breath, Si Yingshi was also busy with his dishes.The kitchen knife in his hand cut through the ingredients on the chopping board in an extremely natural way, and the love for food in his heart was clearly expressed.

Quick and peaceful, completely different from Zheng Ke's handling of ingredients just now.Every cut is like communicating with the ingredients, cutting the ingredients according to the wishes of the ingredients.

After cutting the ingredients, Si Yingshi heated up the hot pan and poured in an appropriate amount of unsalted butter.After the butter was hot and white smoke came out, he immediately added sliced ​​bacon and shallots and stir-fried.

The fragrant smell gradually escaped, and the rich fragrance floated into the air.

"smell good--"

"The fragrant bacon slices are stir-fried with the mellow milk, and the burst of deliciousness is really mouth-watering."

"It's really worthy of being the chief of the ten masters of Yuanyue. This level of cooking is completely unmatched by ordinary people!"

The students in the auditorium exclaimed, which made the atmosphere liven up immediately.

"Senior Zheng won't be affected, right?" Tian Suohui looked at Zheng Ke anxiously——Zheng Ke was still holding the console with both hands, as if he was resting.

"No, Zheng Jun must have encountered more difficult situations in various competitions, so I believe he will be fine." Yi Sehui squinted his eyes, giving the juniors and juniors enough confidence, But he quietly clenched his fists—deep in his heart, he didn't have much confidence.

Shiroichiro stroked his chin, his eyes fell on Si Yingshi.

"The secretary in the afternoon is more serious than in the morning." After observing for half a minute, Shiroichiro suddenly said, "The fluency of the movements and the 'communication' with the ingredients are smoother than in the morning. This dish, also not simple."

"Si Yingshi's problem also lies in physical strength." Marcus replied, "It's just that, from the current point of view, the impact of physical strength has not yet been reflected."

"Then, Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi, which one of them will reach the limit in terms of physical strength?" Senzaemon mused.

After resting for a few minutes, Zheng Ke finally stood up straight and hung the pigeon on the water pipe with a cotton rope.

Zheng Ke's move immediately attracted the attention of most people.

"What is Senior Zheng doing?"

"I don't know? Have you never seen this method of cooking ingredients?"

People around shook their heads, at a loss.

Zheng Ke took a deep breath, picked up the chef's knife, cut from the neck of the pigeon to the tail, lower legs, and the joints of the two wings, cut off the internal organs, and turned the pigeon from the inside out.

There was an exclamation immediately from the auditorium in the stands.

"What's going on? What exactly does Senior Zheng want to do?"

"I don't know, just turned the pigeon over... This is too...too..."

Surprised sounds from all around also attracted Si Yingshi's attention. At this time, Zheng Ke had restored the pigeon meat to its original shape, but he had taken out the extra internal organs.

"Your dish seems quite interesting." Si Yingshi asked.

Zheng Ke on the opposite side didn't hear Si Yingshi's words at all and continued to deal with the second pigeon - in his eyes, he only saw the pigeon in his hand, and other people or things, not even Si Yingshi, had anything to do with him.

Sweat rolled down his cheeks, but he didn't feel it, and the kitchen knife in his hand scratched the pigeon's back again.

Annie looked at Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi on the field with great interest. It is no exaggeration to say that the performance of the two players on the field in this joint team competition was perfect.One can talk to the ingredients and bring out the characteristics of the ingredients to the extreme, while the other can fully focus on cooking.

The dishes made by these two people should make people have enough expectations, right?
The eyes of the two people next to them also shone brightly. Like Annie, they looked at Zheng Ke and Si Yingshi with expectation to make perfect dishes.

"I... I seem to have seen Zheng Ke's dishes somewhere." Jiuga Zhaoji's eyes fell on the busy Zheng Ke.

"Is it Sichuan cuisine?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen asked.

"No... It seems to be a dish in northern China, but at that time, this dish didn't seem to be pigeons..." Jiu Wo Zhaoji hesitated.

"So... this dish is changed by senior Zheng." Xingping thought deeply.

"It should be." Jiu Wo Zhaoji nodded. He had eaten this dish when he went to Huaxia during the holidays, but it was a long time ago, so he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Isn't it too risky to change the recipe in such an important game?" Tian Suohui looked at the field uneasily.

"If you don't break, you don't stand! If you don't have the courage to give it a try at this time, Zheng Jun has no chance of winning this game." Yi Sehui agreed with Zheng Ke's approach.

Jiuga Zhaoji nodded, raised his head and recalled: "That's true. The opponent is the senior division. If you use ordinary methods, you have no chance of winning. Moreover, although the main ingredients used in that dish are not pigeons, But it’s not that much of a difference.”

"What kind of ingredients did the senior eat?" Xingping asked curiously.

"Chicken. It's the kind of chicken that hasn't grown up yet. The meat is tender and delicate. After eating, the fragrance stays in the mouth and lasts for a long time." Jiuga Zhaoji said simply.

"If this is the case, there are indeed certain conditions for modification." Yishihui nodded, "Unfortunately, you forgot the name of that dish—"

"Name..." Jiuga Teruki scratched his head desperately, a name gradually appeared in his mind, "It seems to be...pocket **?"

(End of this chapter)