Everyone looked at Wei Zhong's fingers and were stunned.

At the finger, it is the work of No. 7, Liu Ying!

Ye Feizhou opened his mouth.

Wei Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Feizhou, is your benchmark for the excellent evaluation of this dish integrating fantasy ingredients?"

"Yes!" Ye Feizhou said, "Since you have watched the on-site cooking just now..."

The words were interrupted.

"There are so many, there is no need to talk about it. My evaluation of this work on No. 7 is completely opposite to yours-"

A low and cold voice.

"For me, this Lantern Festival dessert is not qualified!"

boom.

As expected, the evaluation of the dignified "substitute king" was like an airdrop bomb that made the venue explode.

"Who told you that traditional Lantern Festival dim sum can be so innovative?" Wei Zhong met Liu Ying's shocked and puzzled look and criticized mercilessly, "The real Lantern Festival is made of glutinous rice flour. If you mix other dusty ingredients like this, Lantern Festival is not Lantern Festival, but has become a dim sum like mochi and dumplings. It is no longer called Lantern Festival! This is a fundamental change in the nature of the recipe!"

Liu Ying widened her eyes and her pretty face turned pale.

“Is it hard to accept?”

Wei Zhong pointed to the rest of the Lantern Festival works on the same stage, "Look at the works of these predecessors either innovate in terms of fillings or in terms of eating methods. For example, the plate of dried glutinous rice balls by chef Liu Lan No. 1, look at the shape, is it very similar to mochi?"

Liu Lan, who was named, was flattered.

"In fact, my plate of dried glutinous rice balls is made of pure glutinous rice flour, without mixed rice flour, nor corn flour. In terms of main ingredients, it is indeed abiding by tradition!" Liu Lan said with his head down. In front of Wei Zhong, he was a student of his duty, even if they were of the same generation.

The other players, look at me, look at you.

A middle-aged man from the side of Liu family, looked at Liu Ying, who was silenced with his head down and said, "I am No. 2, and my work is 'Fruit Lantern Festival'. As the chef Wei said, my innovation is based on the change of eating methods. The way to eat home-cooked Lantern Festival is boiled in water. However, my fruit Lantern Festival is to cut mango, strawberries, dragon fruit and other fruits into diced pieces, and cook them with Lantern Festival..."

The middle-aged man held a spoon and scooped up a scoop of sticky liquid in his small basin. Suddenly, the fragrance of fruit swept across the stage, and everyone was as if they were in a fantastic fruit paradise.

Several elders of Liu surrounded him, "Hey, it seems that the variety of fruit flavors are indeed successfully mixed with Lantern Festival. Is it necessary to pour the fruit diced fruits into boiling?"

"Yes, let's cook the Lantern Festival first, then add diced fruits."

"These soups are very sticky and the concentration is not right. Starch must be added during the cooking process, right?"

"Yes."

Seeing this, the remaining contestants also started to sell their works, and for a moment, the stage became a place where Wang Po sold melons and boasted, such as a market, noisy.

In the chaos, the girl who was originally paying attention was neglected, just like a kitten abandoned to the corner, licking her wounds silently.

I have to say.

Wei Zhong’s evaluation of Liu Ying with the ‘Supervised Noodle King’ is extremely convincing.

Liu Ying himself, all was shaken, "Did my 'innovation' really completely ruin the traditional Lantern Festival recipe?"

There were many snacks in her head.

There are dumplings, mochi, grass cakes, and crystal steamed buns.

Too many.

In terms of appearance alone, it is indeed difficult to classify small snacks, but why did Lantern Festival gain a place in the dim sum field and passed down from the distant Song Dynasty to the present day, and has been loved by the people and has not been eliminated in the corner?

"Ah, is the Lantern Festival I made really unrecognizable?" Liu Ying lowered her head. If she was in the summer house or at home, the little girl would be unable to help but squat under the corner of the wall to draw circles.

Her little face was filled with reluctance.

Liu Ying didn't care much about failure, wasting Lantern Festival, etc. The key is that "golden wheat" is wasted such a top-notch ingredients, and it was exchanged for a "unqualified" evaluation... Mr. Xia must be scolded later, right? Also, does the unqualified evaluation mean that he failed in the selection and ranked at the bottom of the score?

Thinking that no matter how strong Liu Ying is, she is only 13 years old, with her big eyes quickly red and full of tears.

At this time, a familiar palm fell on Liu Ying's head.

"I said!"

A refreshing voice said: "Sakura, I want to tell you this lesson, don't accept other people's evaluations casually!"

The tears that were in Liu Ying's eyes dissipated in an instant.

She seemed to have found support. In the past, the palm on her head made Liu Ying feel awkward and annoying, but when she was confused and helpless, this palm gave Liu Ying a feeling of peace of mind.

"Mr. Xia..." Liu Ying looked up at the face with her palms facing upwards, puffed her mouth, and looked like she was wronged and wanted to complain to her parents, "I, I..."

"Come--"

"Say with me!"

Xia Yu lowered his head to meet Liu Ying's flashing eyes, "Confidence!"

Liu Ying clenched her fist and inhaled, "Confidence!"

"Speak louder!"

"confidence!!"

"Well, the mouth is on others, what do others say, but you must have a B-digit in your heart for these sounds, do you know?" Xia Yu rubbed the little girl's black and smooth hair, and Liu Ying's big watery eyes looked at him, and there was a hint of red glow on her pink cheeks. Xia Yu blinked at her again: "How can you be shaken by the outside world's words!"

"And if you can't tell me, you need this!"

He stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the little girl's eyes. Then he suddenly clenched his hand into an iron fist. Xia Yu's face was smiling, but the iron fist in the air fell down.

Boom.

"Have you seen the big fist of a sandbag?"

The chaotic stage suddenly became quiet.

In the still scene, only Xia Yu and Wei Zhong were left looking at each other from a distance.

When an elder Liu saw a young man on stage and smashing the table, he opened his mouth and wanted to scold him. However, the other person recognized who it was. Seeing that the situation was not good, he bullied himself and covered the elder Liu's mouth, and sweated nervously, "Then, that's the Demon King Xia!"

"Here you come!"

Ye Feizhou heard a loud noise, and his whole body shook violently.

"Here you come!"

On the stage, Old Lady Liu's heart sank, and encountered the old monster Lan Fengxian this morning. Among the group of people on the stage, he and Ye Feizhou were probably expected to be the matchup like Mars hitting the earth!

Inevitably!

"I said, Your Excellency Wei Zhong, can you please withdraw your comment just now?"

Seeing that his punch was so effective, Xia Yu couldn't help but retract his fist with satisfaction, rubbed the fist that was missing at all, lowered his head and said lightly: "If it's for targeting me, no matter how you evaluate it, I'll accept it as a single word!"

"but!"

His eyes suddenly turned sharply, "If you deliberately give such a bad evaluation to such a junior, your character will be very problematic!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhong raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Are you questioning my position of evaluation?"

"The Lantern Festival recipe has been passed down from generation to generation. There are so many great chefs in the Chinese world over the years. Do you think they don't want to make new things in the Lantern Festival recipe?" Wei Zhong snorted, "Why has Lantern Festival been passed down until now, mainly glutinous rice flour, without any change? Do you think the ancient chefs don't want to use a knife on the staple ingredients?"

"There are several types of pastry and dim sum, and each type of flour can be made into many different pasta snacks. Do you think simply mixing two flours is innovation?"

A cold look rose from the corner of Wei Zhong's mouth.

"Of course, the mixing of two flours is just my analogy. But in my opinion, self-righteousness, mixing glutinous rice flour with some unknown fantasy flour to make Lantern Festival is even worse!"

"What's my traditional Chinese dim sum recipe? I've been ruined!"

Wei Zhong's eyes emitted a faint cold light.

"Is the shadow of the food tyrant? Haha!"

Disdainful.

Liu Ying, who was swept by his eyes, was suddenly shocked and grabbed Xia Yu's corner of her clothes in a hurry and was afraid of hiding behind her master.

Xia Yu could sense the soft body that was tightly attached to her back, trembling.

"See, Sakura..."

He taught his disciple in a rather distressed tone, ignoring and responding to Wei Zhong's words, "When you don't want to use your mouth to argue, you still need this thing!"

The fist slowly raised again.

"Sometimes, the reason is very simple. Whoever has a big fist is right!"

“Simple, rough!”

Bang.

This time, the iron fist fell gently on the table at the speed of the petals falling, and made a very subtle sound.

However, this sound, based on Xia Yu's words, seemed to resound in everyone's hearts.

Shocking!

Wei Zhong suddenly felt something, and his pupils tightened.

"you……"

Just when he was about to drink something, Xia Yu looked at him and said two words lightly:

"Food!"

"halberd!"
Chapter completed!