Author: Miracle Pie

After some verbal stimulation from Master Zhengzheng and Elder Hou Yaowu's deliberate reminder, Ling Jianjian realized that this vegetable fighting competition might be another opportunity.

Therefore, he feels that he should not give up casually and must strive to rank in the top three.

However, it was not taken as a serious matter before and I simply could not collect enough information.

The information about this vegetable fighting competition is too scarce, and it may become a flaw that affects the victory.

I felt a little uneasy, so I decided to rush to Xianweiju early tomorrow to collect as much information as possible.

Perhaps hearing one or two useful sentences can play a key role in determining victory or defeat.

The next day.

On the day of the vegetable fighting competition, Xianweiju will be closed for the day as usual.

The hall on the first floor has been set up as a competition venue. The twenty chefs selected will compete here.

Directly north of the hall, a four-story tower-shaped platform was erected.

There are only three seats at the top, which are reserved for referees.

There are one hundred VIP seats distributed on the three floors below.

The hundreds of VIPs certified by Xianweiju came to the scene not only to watch the game.

After tasting the dishes, each person also has the right to vote for a VIP ticket.

One hundred VIP tickets will go to the person who leads the vote, which is equivalent to winning a referee vote.

The three referees invited by Xianweiju are all well-known big names in the industry.

When they entered the arena, the three referees were already seated.

Most of the VIP seats were occupied.

I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, thinking that no matter how hardworking this lazy bastard was, he would never be as good as a greedy bird.

His arrival caused quite a commotion at the scene.

The strange phenomenon in Tianchi shocked the entire Red Lotus City and became the hottest topic in the streets.

As the male protagonist who caused the accident, Jian Jian naturally attracted much attention.

Literally the first thing I did after entering the door was to secretly activate the art of listening to the wind and distinguishing sounds.

He planned to collect some valuable information through people's words.

The competition hasn't started yet, and everyone is chatting happily.

Simply meeting the three referees brought a wealth of conversational material.

For ordinary people, this environment is too noisy.

Fortunately, I have practiced the art of distraction and can monitor all conversations within a hundred feet at the same time.

He particularly noticed that someone was talking about the origin of the referee.

"Who is the old man with the tuft of hair on his cheek? Looking at the proud folds on his face, I just want to give him a mouthful of phlegm to moisturize his skin."

"This referee's name is Feng Guangyuan, and he is the chef of Xianweiju. Don't mess with him. Be careful that the next time you come to Xianweiju for dinner, he will give you a mouthful of phlegm to soothe your throat."

"Oh. I did eat a dish of rich fish he made. The cooking was really good."

"Feng Guangyuan's cooking skills are absolutely unparalleled. For the catering industry in Xinghai Region, his status is comparable to Mount Tai and Beidou. So there are people who like to flatter him and call him Feng Beidou to his face."

"This person is determined not to lose face. Looking at Feng Guangyuan's virtue, I'm afraid he won't stop him."

"Don't tell me, they really stopped me. Feng Guangyuan didn't want people to shout like that, because it made him uncomfortable sleeping at night and often couldn't fall asleep."

"Unexpectedly, he actually has some self-awareness."

"But it's not that people are completely prohibited from calling him. Instead, people call him Feng Yishao."

"Could it be that what he is best at is making a ladleful of stew?"

"Don't you think the shape of the Big Dipper is like a cooking spoon?"

"I dare you to think that I look like Beidou."

"You can think of a spoon as a humble dipper."

"Humility is nothing but complete hypocrisy. Can such a person guarantee fairness as a referee?"

"How can there be absolute fairness in the world? As long as it doesn't offend his interests, it can still be fair occasionally."

"Who is the one with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him? Seven are dissatisfied and eight are dissatisfied, as if everyone in the world owes him money."

"You're really right. This guy always feels that the world owes him a title."

"I can give him the shameless title of Number One in the Star Sea. Does he want it?"

"Although it's not too different, it's decided that he won't accept it. This referee is called Chen Zude. He claims to be the best gourmet in Xinghai, but he is not recognized by everyone and is always questioned. Therefore, he feels that the world is unfair."

"There is no first place in eating, and there is no second place in cooking. Who doesn't know how to eat? Besides, it's hard to compete in this matter."

"That's right. If Chen Zude doesn't claim to be number one, but only says one, then there won't be any objections to the designation. Even if he claims to be in the top ten, there probably won't be much controversy."

"I don't think so. People who are so self-righteous are so depressed that nothing they eat tastes good. They have nothing to do with delicious food, and they can't build a family."

"After all, I have a lot of experience and have eaten at famous restaurants all over the Xinghai. I mean that I am well-informed. As long as I can be fair and fair in my evaluation, I will be worthy of the title of gourmet."

"But this person is a stubborn person. Once he has a prejudice in his heart, he will no longer accept any innovative methods. He is not suitable to be a referee here at all. After all, this vegetable fighting competition is all about freshness and magic."

"Are you greatly stimulated because you never won a game when you were a child? Now you don't like all the referees?"

"No. I see that old lady referee, she is absolutely normal. She is always cheerful and looks like she is eating well. She looks so kind, so the referee must be very fair."

"This referee's grandma is called Wu Xiuhua. She suffered from a strange disease twenty years ago. Since then, her food has not tasted good, so she is called the tasteless grandma."

"How pitiful."

"The most pitiful thing is that she has a very good appetite. She is a very fond of food, and she wants to eat whatever she sees. But her taste is not good, and it doesn't taste good. The family is also rich, and they have hired countless guests.

I have cooked delicious food all over the world, but the result is still good."

"I really don't know what Xianweiju thinks? He actually asked her to be the referee."

"Didn't I just say that? The family has a lot of money and is the number one sponsor of the vegetable fighting competition. Just to put a hope, what if a miracle happens after eating some fresh dishes? Xianweiju also regards her as a

There is an additional question, and it is said that there will be a special prize."

"When she is a referee, she basically has no standards. Whether it is fair or not, only God knows."

"On the contrary, her score can be predicted completely. All the players' scores will end up being the same zero."

"If everyone is treated equally, it would be fair."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but curse in my heart, "It doesn't matter whether you're good or bad, how fair is it!"
Chapter completed!