Chapter 1204

"Then let me announce the two contestants of the competition." Xia Mei said, "First of all, let us welcome the first contestant, Park Jin-dong, who is the chef of a well-known Korean restaurant."

As a young man walked out of a certain contestant tunnel, he stretched out his hands and greeted the cheers of the audience.

This Park Jindong's face looks a little pale, his eyes are a little slanted, and he looks a bit cold.

When Park Jindong appeared, the entire venue cheered and applauded. After all, the contestants were given some face by appearing.

For this person, many people in the venue knew him.

Park Jin-dong, in the previous knockout round, probably achieved a mid-range result, not too good, not too bad, and his Korean restaurant branch is also in Tokyo, so he has a certain degree of popularity in the hearts of the audience. .

"Park Geun-dong." Gan Hyugako looked at the contestant, "He is very proficient in Korean cuisine and is a powerful chef."

"Hyugako, although this Park Jindong is good in strength, there is still a gap between him and Yang Ming." Mizuhara Fuyumi said.

"That's right, Yang Ming may be stronger than us. This Park Jindong may have a chance to win when he meets other players, but if he meets Yang Ming." Miki Hinatako smiled slightly.

It is clear that they have great confidence in Yang Ming's victory this time.

"Senior Hinatako, you are better than that Park Jindong." Kobayashi Ringtong asked from the side.

"Well." Gan Hyugako showed a smile, "In some respects, there is still a gap between Park Jindong and us, so you can watch this game with peace of mind."

"Then welcome our second contestant." Xia Xia Mei's voice became louder, "Yang Ming achieved an unimaginable perfect score in the knockout round and is called the Son of God."

Upon hearing this introduction, the entire audience paused for a brief moment, but when Yang Ming actually appeared in front of them, the entire audience became agitated.

Waves of cheers came one after another, much more powerful than Park Jindong just now.

The applause also kept rising and falling.

This made Park Jindong's face darken at the cooking table. He felt very unhappy. In his mind, this Yang Ming had no strength at all. Maybe he got his grades by cheating or he was lucky.

Park Jindong simply ignored the extremely difficult situation of other Tokyo players.

Amid the cheers of everyone, Yang Ming came to his cooking table.

"Yeah." Yang Ming could feel his opponent's eyes staring at him, and Yang Ming looked over.

"Yang Ming." Park Jindong said suddenly.

"Something's wrong." Yang Ming said.

"During the knockout round, what did you do to get a perfect score? I don't believe you relied on your own strength to get such a score." Park Jindong said proudly, "You must have used some kind of Means, today I will lift off your mask and let everyone see that you are just a facade."

"That's all." Yang Ming frowned. Is this person an idiot? Come and tell him this.

"Are you feeling guilty? Don't worry, you can't escape this time." Park Jindong said.

Yang Ming directly ignored what Park Jindong said, and there was no point in having a conversation with an idiot.

"The cooking time is 2 hours, then the cooking begins." At the same time, the host announced the start of the competition. .

After the host announced the competition, Yang Ming started cooking his own dishes.

The dish Yang Ming made this time was a previous dish, but some improvements were made on the basis of the previous dish, and Yang Ming's methods were even more superb.

That dish is a dish that uses the power of ingredients to inspire the ultimate deliciousness, which requires a perfect grasp of each ingredient.

That dish is also a tofu dish. It was made during the tofu competition with Teruki Kuga. Hell's dish - magma tofu.

Of course, Yang Ming's current strength is much stronger than that time, so he also improved this hell cuisine, so that this dish presents the essence of real hell cuisine.

When Park Jindong saw that Yang Ming didn't answer, he just curled his lips and returned to his cooking table. He was about to start cooking.

He will tear Yang Ming's mask apart.

Yang Ming ignored the player and started cooking his own lava tofu.

It goes without saying that magma tofu has a good grasp of ingredients. The most important thing is the two special ingredients, the Yin-Yang Poisonous Scorpion King pepper, which is more than what humans can bear, and the specially extracted catan essence, which is hundreds of thousands of times more than ordinary ingredients, and even A million times more powerful.

For such ingredients, it is very troublesome to handle. More importantly, how to match it with other ingredients and subsequent cooking is the top priority.

Whether it's cooking temperature or something else, it will affect these special ingredients.

Therefore, in a certain aspect, it is more difficult to use special ingredients because there is no reference. Unlike some commonly used ingredients, which have been tested by countless chefs, the advantages and disadvantages are also clear at a glance.

Yang Ming smiled slightly as he looked at the ingredients being stir-fried in the pan and the broth constantly rolling in the cauldron.

Turn off the heat on the stovetop of the pan.

"Now let's prepare the chili sauce~" Yang Ming picked up that special chili, the Yin Yang Poisonous Scorpion King Ghost Chili.

the other side.

Park Jindong carefully handles his ingredients and makes Korean tofu.

Korean tofu is famous for its elegance and smoothness. It melts in your mouth like jelly. However, Korean tofu is very easy to break, so you must be careful when handling it, otherwise it will destroy the taste of the ingredients.

"Yeah." Park Jindong was slightly out of control while handling the ingredients. He saw the situation at Yang Ming's cooking table and was stunned for a moment. "Is he making traditional tofu? Chinese Mapo tofu."

"But do you think your Mapo Tofu can compare with my tofu? I will make you surrender to my cooking." Park Jindong thought to himself.

Just when Park Jindong wanted to continue cooking, an incomparable smell rushed into his nose.

In an instant, the world changed. Park Jindong seemed to have entered the lava land of the end of the world. His body kept trembling. It was physical joy, not fear.

It is a kind of joy that comes from extreme fear.

Directly through the sense of smell, he controlled the entire person's mind, and even subconsciously pulled Park Jindong into such a hellish world.

"No, I'm still cooking." Park Jindong's happy expression showed signs of struggle, which looked very strange.