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As the first stage of the competition ended, Yukihira Souma and others also passed this round of competition without any danger.

After learning that he passed the competition, Komatsu jumped up excitedly. He kept waving to Alu and the others.

He looked as excited as if he had won the championship.

On the other side, with the help of the kitchen utensils 'borrowed' from Komatsu, Dazhu barely passed this round of competition.

But, for some reason, Dazhu suddenly felt confused.

In Xiaosong, he saw the love and persistence for cooking again.

The way Komatsu was smiling and concentrating during the cooking process made Dazhu recall the time when they were studying together.

"I really miss being able to cook ingredients happily like that..."

"As expected, it's still the same as before, Xiaosong... But, I am no longer the person I used to be."

"What was the purpose of becoming a cook in the first place..."

After a period of silence, Dazhu returned the kitchen utensils to Xiaosong.

Then he decided to withdraw from this year's food festival.

Dazhu decided to temporarily close the store for a while after returning and go for a walk outside. Rediscover your original intention when you first chose to cook.

……

After Dazhu left, the 50 people originally selected for promotion became 49.

Therefore, a temporary round of overtime rematch was held to replenish one person from the eliminated candidates.

"Okay, dear viewers. A little unexpected situation just occurred."

"Because contestant Dazhu, who is ranked 99th in the world's top chef rankings, has temporarily withdrawn from the competition due to circumstances."

"So an extra-time rematch was improvised."

"Now, the fifty chefs who have entered the next round of competition are ready."

"The second round is...this!"

As Chest Hair's words fell, the ground in the center of the venue suddenly began to drop.

When the floor rose again, there was a huge scale on it.

"The second game is the Death Scale Cooking Competition to compete on cooking speed!"

"The first game of the Death Scale Cooking Competition begins with the cooking of the divine fortune!"

"After drawing lots, the first person to appear is Chef Komatsu from the Gourmet Hotel!"

"And his opponent is the Messenger of Oil, Chef Weihu!"

After the duel was determined, the audience burst into deafening cheers.

When the voices in the audience gradually subsided, Chest Hair picked up the microphone again and began to explain the rules of the game.

"First let us introduce the rules of this round."

"The same ingredients are placed on both sides of the scale."

"Both parties need to finish cooking their respective ingredients as soon as possible and let the audience choose and eat them."

"In this way, the more ingredients are consumed, the lighter your balance will be."

"The opponent's balance will drop quickly."

"And what awaits them beneath the scales is a blazing fire."

"So speed is particularly critical in this round of competition, so let's compete with each other using cooking speed!"

……

After Chest Mao finished introducing the rules of the competition, Xiaosong and Weihu came to their respective positions on the scales.

"Chef Komatsu, this time I will use my trump card, Morse oil for cooking."

"So, please use your Melk kitchen knife. Fight me with all your strength!" Zhihu said with a serious face.

Xiaosong nodded. The expression on his face also became serious.

Boom~

Along with it, a raging fire ignited under the scale.

The second round of the cooking competition officially begins.

Faced with Chef Weihu who was very good at using oil, Komatsu began to seriously think about the recipe.

However, at this moment, Chihu had already mixed Morse oil with hot oil, causing the oil pan to boil quickly.

The meat slices cut into palm-sized pieces were quickly coated in flour, egg liquid and bread crumbs and then thrown into the frying pan.

In a short time, Chihu had prepared a pile of steaks.

Thanks to the superb cooking techniques, the fried pork chops produced by Chihu are not only crispy on the outside but tender and juicy on the inside. And it doesn’t feel greasy at all.

Even the elderly who don't like greasy food are amazed by the cutlets made by Chihu.

In a short time, the first pot of food was divided up by the lucky spectators who were randomly selected.

In the audience, Alu couldn't help but drool when he saw this scene.

"It looks delicious. Even an old man who doesn't like fried food eats it happily. Needless to say, it tastes delicious."

"Cut the fried meatballs, fried chicken pieces, and fried pork chops into bite-sized pieces. It's very convenient to cook..."

"Damn it! Why didn't you get me to taste the food too?"

"Hey! Even if you want to go, you should go and taste Komatsu's cuisine, Alu. That Jinghu is Komatsu's rival." Sani said.

Alu waved his hand and said.

"Komatsu will definitely win. And if I get drawn, I will definitely have to wait to eat Komatsu's food first. But it's okay to grow a few cutlets while waiting."

Coco also smiled and said.

"Don't you know what kind of person Aru is? He is just greedy. Sani."

"And have you noticed that Chef Weihu brought the dishes to the table bit by bit?"

"In this way, people's appetite can be further stimulated."

Sani nodded. "I see, if you are facing a table full of fried food, you will feel greasy just by looking at it."

"In that case, naturally there will be no appetite."

Zebra snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Huh~ I just know how to do some tricks."

Coco said with a smile.

"After all, the opponent is Komatsu, but Komatsu should really start cooking quickly."

"The key to this game is speed. If we don't start again, Xiaosong really won't be able to catch up with Chef Weihu's progress."

……

On the scale, I saw Chihu completing the first round of cooking. Now we have started preparing for the second round of cooking. Xiaosong's eyes widened in surprise.

"So fast!"

Since Chihu had already consumed some of the ingredients, the huge balance between the two of them began to tilt.

At this time, Zhihu immediately started making the second pot of food. As the scales got closer and closer to the flames below, and feeling the rising temperature around them, Xiaosong suddenly had an idea in his mind.

As Chihu's second round of cooking ended, the balance tipped again.

Komatsu no longer hesitated, picked up the Melk knife and began to quickly process the ingredients.

In a short time, Xiao Song made all the ingredients into minced meat. After being fully seasoned and stirred well.

Using increasing temperatures, Komatsu poured oil directly onto the bottom of the scale.

I plan to use the temperature at the bottom of the scale to prepare food quickly.