But the game still has to go on, because there is no reason to give up This is not only an official competition for the selection of Akino, but also about whether Misaku can continue to stay in Yuanyue, and he can't help but deal with it wholeheartedly.
After removing the golden fish honey sauce, Yang Ming began to process the beef, which he made in the form of stewed meat, but before that, he first prepared the mixed bone broth, and then put the beef in it and boiled it to remove the fishy smell.
The golden beads of the Pleiades were also taken out, but no matter how delicate he was, he couldn't copy Yang Ming's miraculous cooking skills, this was not another problem, it was just that the strength of the two was not at the same level The audience also saw this "Misaku Pleiades is still imitating Yang Ming's process of making food" "After all, it's about whether he can continue to stay in Yuanyue, how can he give up easily, but everyone can see that the cooking skills of the two are not at the same level at all, Yang Mingjun's strength has completely reached the level of ten masters, I think even Ruishan Zhizu may not be his opponent."
"It's hard to say that Yang Mingjun will challenge Ruishan after winning the first place this time and seize the ninth position" The surrounding discussions came into Misaku's ears, making his face even more purple, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he was still following Yang Ming's movements, but he really couldn't make the slightest improvement His forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were staring at Yang Ming's actions, and he muttered to himself, "Where is the flaw?"
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth outlined a smile, maybe he could try that, he didn't pay attention to the comparison with Misaku at the moment, but instead planned to improve this dish on the basis of it, so that the taste of the dish would be more delicious I saw Yang Ming take out a thin needle from the bag on the left side.
What is he going to do Everyone was stunned and looked at Yang Ming, who didn't know what to do.
Misaku on the field also reacted, this guy wants to improve his own cuisine, this man who is almost obsessed with the pursuit of perfection in cooking, will definitely not be satisfied with the previous cuisine, he is now going to overturn his recipe and improve it again Although according to the information, every improvement by Yang Ming will make an astonishing change in the cuisine.
But he can't have such good luck every time, and this time he is obviously arrogant and I still have a chance.
Misaku stared at Yang Ming intently, his attention had never been so focused, he wanted to observe the direction of Yang Ming's improvement this time, so as to discover weaknesses, create opportunities in a desperate situation, and make himself completely overturned Let Yang Ming get out of Yuanyue and lose Sure enough, Yang Ming did start to improve, he took out the thin needle, and quickly pierced twenty small holes on the surface of the beef, but in the next second, he stopped, and his brows furrowed slightly.
The improvement failed, and Misaku was happy in his heart, and it depended on Yang Ming's failure this time.
It's just that the next moment, he saw a dazzling light in Yang Ming's eyes again, it seemed to be just a moment, and it seemed to be a long time.
Yang Ming's right hand moved again, his right hand holding the thin needle seemed to appear as if there was an afterimage, and the stormy action was displayed in front of everyone, just in an instant, there were hundreds of tiny holes on the beef.
After doing all this, Yang Ming took a breath slowly, his face turned slightly pale, and the consumption of physical strength was still too large, especially when he was conducting inference and analysis, the physical strength consumed was even more difficult to estimate Mei Sakumi didn't know this, he just noticed that Yang Ming's face was pale, and secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that the improvement has failed?"
This wasn't a dream, it wasn't a delusion, it was just that his desire to defeat Yang Ming was too strong. belch It's just that the next moment, his expression changed, because the corners of Yang Ming's mouth showed a satisfied smile, he took out a casserole, put in the beef, placed it horizontally, simmered over low heat until the bear's paw was crispy, and then gradually added salt, soy sauce and other condiments.
Finally remove the beef and drizzle with sesame oil.
At the moment when the beef is stewed, an extremely rich aroma suddenly emanates, and even faintly makes people feel a hint of happiness.
However, everyone was not satisfied at all, but was puzzled and stunned.
It's just that this level of aroma doesn't match the level of spices he showed in the qualifiers A smile appeared at the corner of Misaku's mouth: Did you fail after all?
He didn't see it, it didn't mean that the others didn't see it, a trace of shock flashed in the commander-in-chief's eyes, which had not appeared before when Yang Ming showed his divine skills, and the scene of Yang Ming's phantom needle piercing was replayed in his mind.
"Is that the one?"
he muttered to himself.
"What are you talking about, Commander-in-Chief" Jingpu Jiushang of the Food Halberd Administration Bureau stood aside and didn't hear too clearly, so he asked the commander-in-chief.
"It shouldn't be possible, isn't that skill already lost" The commander-in-chief ignored Jingpu Jiushang, but still muttered to himself.
At this moment, Yang Ming began to make the second dish, because there were five judges, so a total of five dishes had to be made Misaku also began to carry out, although on the surface it seemed to be a copy of Yang Ming's dishes, but he added his own things, and improved it to a certain extent, he smelled that kind of aroma before, just that level Yang Ming lost.
"The first to put the finishing touches on Misaku" Rei Kawashima's surprised voice sounded, "I didn't expect Misaku, who is an imitation of Yang Mingjun's cooking, to be the first to complete the cooking" As she spoke, Misakuro had already placed the dishes in front of the five judges.
The eyes of everyone present fell on the beef in front of the judges Misaku glanced at Yang Ming, who was still busy, and said with a faint smug tone, "The name of my dish is: Golden Light" Everyone was stunned, and Yoshino Yuhime was stunned, "Isn't this Yang Ming's name for the cuisine?"
The commander-in-chief also frowned slightly, and at this time, Jingpu Jiushang walked over, leaned in front of the commander-in-chief, and said, "Here are the names of the dishes I collected for each of the misak battles and the names of the opponent's dishes. ” The commander-in-chief glanced at it a few times, and his eyebrows were even more picked, this guy, even if he imitates other people's dishes, even the names of the dishes are exactly the same, but after all, the cuisine is not based on the name of the dish, it still depends on the chef's cooking skills.
See the judges preparing to eat their own dishes.
"Wait a minute."
Misakutsu took out a knife from the kitchen counter and broke through the front of the beef, and a rich aroma wafted from the beef
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