Chapter 137: A group of guys with inferior skills

Dozens of foreign chefs surrounded Yao Qian's stall, and Wang Mingyue and the others had extremely difficult faces.

These people are too shameless!

Actually do this kind of thing out!

"What's going on?"

"I heard that the stall owner of this fried rice stall cheated and created false heat to win the championship of the food festival!"

"No wonder so many foreign colleagues come here to make trouble! This guy is embarrassed and thrown abroad!"

"This person is really shameless, a bowl of fried rice still has to be fried!"

Several Shenzhou chefs looked in Yao Qian's direction and said with disdain.

In fact, their thoughts are similar to those of these foreign chefs, and they don't want to see their hard work preparing for this food festival compared to a bowl of fried rice.

Now, these foreigners have come forward, and they can also take this opportunity to fall into the ground.

Hearing this, Wang Mingyue suddenly became angry. These people, at this time, actually turned their elbows outward and spoke to these foreigners!

"Haha, look, you Shenzhou chefs all think that this stall is cheating, what else is there to say? Master Wang, hurry up and kick him out!"

Duruk said with a smug expression.

Seeing this, whether it was the surrounding onlookers, or Wang Mingyue and others were angry, these people came out of nothing to slander people, but they didn't expect that their chef in Shenzhou would actually act for the tiger, which made them not even have the confidence to refute others now.

[, this group of chefs Nima is a group of two or five boys, right?]

[They are all from Shenzhou, they actually talk to outsiders?

[I feel sorry for the anchor for a second!]

[Goose goose goose hungry! You're the devil!]

[They are probably afraid that their limelight will be robbed by the anchor, so they will fall into the well!]

[There are still smart people in the live broadcast room!]

[What's wrong with people now, actually helping others sell their compatriots for their own interests?]

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Looking at the rolling barrage, Yao Qian pressed his hand and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have to be calm, the anchor is the spokesperson of the heavenly court, and the man with the apron of the kitchen god!

With that, Yao Qian walked out from behind the stall and strode towards the crowd around his stall.

[Get out of the way, the anchor is going to start pretending!]

[Brothers, rise up! Brush up!]

ใ€Anchor!Rise!ใ€‘

[over this group of foreigners!]

[Let them see the style of our Shenzhou cooking!]

[Trust you, the anchor has never disappointed!]

[Haha, this group of people is so crazy!]

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Yao Qian walked directly behind a foreign chef standing in his stall and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, excuse me, you're blocking my stall!"

Hearing this, the foreign chef turned around and glared at Yao Qian fiercely, and said in fluent Shenzhou: "You cheat, why should I get out of the way!"

"Tell me, how did I cheat?" Yao Qian looked at him and said with a sneer.

"If you hadn't cheated, how could you have such a good business with just a bowl of fried rice?"

"Hehe!" Yao Qian immediately laughed.

"You bunch of garbage, you don't have the ability, just blame others for cheating, what kind of stupid logic is this? With your mentality, why don't you go home and eat milk, this is not your home, I am not your father, there is no need to get used to you, hurry up and get out of the way of labor and management, otherwise I will be welcome!"

Yao Qian scolded directly, without pause.

As soon as these words came out, everyone froze.

Several foreign chefs were even more flushed, they didn't expect that this Shenzhou man would actually scold them directly!

Hearing these words, the crowd of onlookers around them was absolutely unusually comfortable.

"Good scolding, these people are red-eyed!"

"Don't be afraid, boss, we support you, if they dare to touch you, I will definitely let this group of foreigners not get out of Cloud City!"

"Really, I'm used to them!"

Yao Qian looked at this group of foreign chefs with disdain, and continued: "Business is not good, don't find reasons in yourself, but look at the achievements of others, as a professional chef, this is your professional quality? Why don't people eat your food, don't you have a point in your heart? If your skills are at home and your work is in place, how can there be no customers coming to your door?"

"Labor and management are not discussing with you now, but informing you to get out of my stall quickly!

Yao Qian's words were like thunder, and the crowd was instantly quiet.

[Haha, cool! It's so cool to scold!]

[This is a bunch of garbage! How did you become a chef!]

[Anchor, the scolding looks so handsome!]

[As soon as you open your mouth, you know that it is Lao Zuan!]

[I, Zu'an Champion, would like to call you the strongest!]

[These guys just don't have education!]

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When the foreign chefs heard Yao Qian's words, they all blushed and glared at him angrily.

Don't have the technology to get home?

Kung Fu is not in place?

Still a bunch of garbage?

The restaurants that can participate in this food festival are at least the big restaurants rated by the World Restaurant Alliance!

They are all the head chefs in these stores, and the lowest level is at least the strongest of the alliance's three-star chefs!

A chef from country R suddenly couldn't help it, "You guys who sell fried rice, what qualifications do you have to say that our skills are not good!"

Another chef from country H angrily reprimanded: "By the way, one of our chefs here is a master who can independently manage a kitchen, where did you get the courage to say that we can't!"

Duruk was scolded by Yao Qian like this, and his face was a little unbearable.

"Say we can't? Do you dare to compare our chef skills with any of us? A guy who can only make fried rice dares to speak out here? Do you really think we are all easy to bully?"

Hearing this, Yao Qian smiled again.

If you really want to fall asleep, someone will send you a pillow, and you are still trying to use some excuse to crush you with your cooking skills, and now someone will come out to give someone their head.

"I'm just a small fried rice stall owner in China, and I don't have a lot of cooking skills. โ€

As he spoke, he glanced at Duruk coldly again, and said word by word: "However, it is more than enough to deal with you!"

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

It's too pretending!

The faces of the foreigners changed in an instant, Yao Qian was clearly looking down on them!

Why!

Duruk felt that he was extremely angry, a guy who could only fry rice would dare to speak out to him?

"Oh!Shit, I, Duruk, swear in the name of God that I will make you lose to the ground!"