Chapter 1074

The second round of the autumn selection - Yang Ming prefers to call it the semi-finals - officially kicked off one week after the first round.

Between the moon and the sky, it became lively again. The venue that usually seemed lonely due to its spaciousness was actually filled with people and all seats were occupied.

The atmosphere of urgency that was completely different from usual made the audience in the stands speak a little softer. But they couldn't help it. The front of the auditorium was already filled with elites from the culinary world. Their expressions of sitting upright and dressed in formal attire made the competition seem more serious.

"There are many chefs and celebrities coming this time..."

"I heard that the students in this class are particularly outstanding, so everyone should come and take a look."

Genius is something that can only be seen from afar but cannot be pursued.

Whether you feel unwilling or bitter, you have to admit that it only takes a little time to surpass your proud cooking skills——

The proud son of heaven.

Totsuki Academy is Japan's top culinary school, and the most dazzling Totsuki Ten are geniuses that are difficult to catch up with in the eyes of ordinary people.

As for the four people standing in the autumn selection semi-finals, it would be no exaggeration to say that they are reserve members for the top ten. When I saw them, I seemed to see the future of Totsuki and the microcosm of the future peak of the culinary world.

Yang Ming was sitting in the players' lounge, and his relaxed mood during the previous games turned out to be a little nervous. To be honest, this game was different from the past, whether it was the audience or the opponents.

Having participated in so many competitions, including regular cooking competitions on a large scale, chefs who have experienced such a storm of swords and swords naturally have their own ways to calm down.

And Yang Ming's method is to...sharpen the knife.

I saw him sitting quietly on the chair, placing the azure whetstone he took out of the package on the table in front of him, slowly and leisurely pushing the dragon-slaying blade across the water-sprinkled whetstone, like A musician playing the violin.

After a while, the tip of the dragon-slaying knife seemed to be reborn, shining with a frightening silver light. Yang Ming squinted his eyes and stared at the blade against the light, gently scraping the blade surface with his soft fingertips, which made people worry that this Will the sharp blade cut his skin?

As if he was still not satisfied with the condition of the blade, Yang Ming continued to sprinkle some water on it and continued to sharpen it slowly. The first game was Ryo Hayama versus Alice Nakiri, and it was his turn in the second game, and it was still very early. .

The TV in the lounge could see the live broadcast, but he didn't want to watch it.

Many chefs are now ditching the whetstone in favor of something as quick and easy as a knife sharpener. However, it is difficult to adjust the angle of the knife sharpener, which causes a lot of wear and tear on the kitchen knife, so Yang Ming still adheres to this simple and traditional method.

"Speaking of which, Yukihira seems to also use a whetstone." He also brought the whetstone from home to Totsuki, and after watching him compete last time, he sharpened the knife again.

In fact, one can get a glimpse of a chef's level from his attitude towards the kitchen knife in his hand.

Yang Ming slowly sharpened the knife in his hand, but the thoughts in his mind did not stop for a moment, and he was still rapidly calculating the steps of the cooking to be done later. Even now, the seasoning and process of the food have not been completely determined. Every second that passes, he will think of new ideas.

Spices, heat, techniques, knife skills... any subtle change will cause a series of tiny changes, and the cumulative qualitative changes caused by these tiny changes will completely transform a dish into another one.

Unfamiliar test questions...

A strong opponent...

Time is tight...

Just like this... give it a try and surpass your past self and past recipes one by one...

"I prepared the ingredients three days ago. I asked Mito and Erina to get the best of the same type."

“Because the seasonings sold in the market were not very good, I prepared my own seasonings. It took two days to prepare.

"The Dragon Slayer has also been sharpened, so it should be easy to cut it later."

"I have done my best, and the rest is up to fate."

At this time, there were faint exclamations and noises from outside the door. Yang Ming guessed that the result of the game outside should have come out.

"Hello! Are you contestant Yang Ming?" After the staff knocked on the door twice, he turned the handle and shouted into the room, "Please get ready, the competition will start in a moment."

Yang Ming opened his mouth and refrained from asking about the result of the game outside.

"Okay." Yang Ming gently wiped the Dragon Slayer clean, put it back into its original leather case, and then packed away the water bottle and whetstone, "I'll be there right away."

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"Oh! It's out!" As soon as Yang Ming walked out of the player tunnel, he heard the audience in the stands shouting his name loudly, as if trying to attract his attention.

"It's Senior Yang Ming!!"

Feeling that countless familiar eyes were looking at him, Yang Ming paused, pressed Tu Long gently, and then continued walking.

Souma Yukihira walked over from the entrance at the other end. Now he could experience the feeling of Mizusaki Subaru. Even though both of them were on the field, the audience was shouting Yang Ming's name. Well... it was a little embarrassing. ah.

But he was obviously not that rigid about these things. The two of them walked to the center of the venue, and Soma Yukihira said hello to Yang Ming first.

"how do you feel?"

"not bad."

"Then I'm really looking forward to it..." Xingping Soma found that he felt a long-lost excitement from Yang Ming.

"Well, in this game, either you die or I live." Yang Ming smiled and tied his long black hair back with a hair tie to prevent it from getting in the way later.

"Of course!" Yukihira Soma responded straightforwardly, but just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "...Why do you feel that according to what you said, I will die anyway?"

"Hahahahahaha..." The audience in the audience also laughed together. The two sides of the previous game had never had such a good atmosphere for chatting.

"Okay..." On the platform between the moon and the sky, where the judges' seat is, Gin Dojima stood up in formal attire and holding a microphone.

Yang Ming hadn't noticed before, but then he realized that the judges on the judges' bench were no longer the ones headed by Commander Nakiri in the first round. Instead, they were Gin Dojima, Fuyumi Mizuhara, Hinatako Miki, etc. Several graduates of Totsuki Academy.

Seeing Yang Ming looking towards them, Miki Hinatako smiled and waved to say hello to him.

"Totsuki Academy Autumn Selection, the second round of the second round, Soma Yukihira will fight against Yang Ming!"

"The title is "A Western Main Dish." "

“Cooking—begin!”