Everyone's eyes followed Wei Zhong's finger, and they were all stunned.

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

Ye Feizhou opened his mouth.

Wei Zhong squinted slightly and said, "Feizhou, the benchmark you give this dish an excellent evaluation is the integration of fantasy ingredients?"

"Yes!" Ye Feizhou said, "Since Senior Brother, you also watched the live cooking ...... just now."

But the words were interrupted.

"Much, I don't need to say more, my evaluation of the work of No. 7 is diametrically opposed to yours-"

A low, cold voice.

"In my place, this Lantern Festival dim sum is not qualified!"

Rumble.

As expected, the evaluation of the dignified 'alternate pastry king' was like an air-dropped bomb that made the venue fry.

"Who told you that the traditional Lantern Festival dim sum can be so innovative?" Wei Zhong looked at Liu Ying in astonishment and puzzled, and criticized mercilessly, "The real meaning of the Lantern Festival is wrapped in glutinous rice flour, and if you mix in other dusty ingredients like this, the Lantern Festival will not be a Lantern Festival, but a dim sum with mochi and dumplings, and it is no longer called the Lantern Festival! This is a fundamental change in the nature of the recipe!"

Liu Ying's eyes widened, and her pretty face turned pale.

"It's hard to accept, isn't it?"

Wei Zhong pointed to the rest of the Lantern Festival works on the same stage, "Look at it, the works of these predecessors are either innovative from the filling, or innovative from the way of eating, such as this plate of dry rice balls by Chef Liu Lan of No. 1, looking at the shape, is it very similar to mochi?"

Liu Lan, who was named, was flattered.

"Actually, my plate of dry rice balls is made of pure glutinous rice flour, no mixed flour, and no corn flour, in terms of the main material, it is indeed a tradition to abide by!" Liu Lan bowed his head and said, in front of Wei Zhong, he was a student of his duty, even if they were of the same generation.

The rest of the players, you look at me, I look at you.

A middle-aged man from Liu's side branch, glanced coldly at Liu Ying, who lowered her head and was unusually silent, and said loudly: "I am No. 2, my work is 'Fruit Lantern Festival', as Chef Wei said, my innovation is based on the change of eating methods, and the way to eat the home-cooked Lantern Festival is to boil it in water, but my fruit Lantern Festival is to cut mangoes, strawberries, dragon fruit and other fruits into diced pieces, and ......cook them in a pot with the Lantern Festival."

The middle-aged man held a spoon and scooped up a scoop of viscous liquid in his small basin, and suddenly, the fragrance of fruit swept the stage, and everyone seemed to be in a fantasy fruit paradise.

Several elders of the Liu family gathered around, "Hey, it seems that a variety of fruit flavors have indeed been successfully mixed with the Lantern Festival, and the timing of pouring the diced fruit into the boiling is particular, right?"

"Yes, first cook the Lantern Festival almost cooked, and then put the diced fruit. ”

"These soups are very viscous, the consistency is wrong, there must be starch in the boiling process, right?"

"Yes. ”

Seeing this, the remaining contestants also opened their mouths to promote their works, and for a while, the stage became a place for Wang Po to sell melons and boast about herself, such as a market, noisy.

In the chaos, the little girl who was originally in the limelight was left out in the cold, like a kitten abandoned in the corner, licking her wounds silently.

I have to say.

Wei Zhong's evaluation of Liu Ying as the 'alternate noodle king' is extremely convincing.

Including Liu Ying herself, she was shaken, "Did my 'innovation' really completely ruin the traditional Lantern Festival recipes?"

In her head, there are a lot of small snacks.

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

Too much.

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

"Ah, is the Lantern Festival I made really unrecognizable?" Liu Ying hung her head, if she was in the summer house or at home, the little girl couldn't help but squat in the corner and draw circles at this moment.

Her little face was filled with unwillingness.

Failure, ruining the Lantern Festival or something, Liu Ying doesn't care much, the key is that such a top-level ingredient as "Golden Wheat" is wasted like this, and in exchange for an 'unqualified' evaluation...... Mr. Xia will definitely curse people when he stays, right? Also, does the unqualified evaluation mean that he has fallen behind in the selection and has the bottom of the grades?

Thinking about it, no matter how strong Liu Ying is, she is only 13 years old, and her big eyes quickly reddened and filled with tears.

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

"I say!"

A refreshing voice said, "Sakura-chan, in this class, I want to tell you, don't accept other people's evaluations casually!"

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

She seems to have found a support, in the past, the palm on the top of her head made Liu Ying feel awkward and annoying, but when she was helpless, this palm gave Liu Ying the feeling that it was so reassuring.

"Mr. Xia......" Liu Ying looked up at the face with the palm of her hand further up, her mouth pursed, and she looked like she was wronged and wanted to complain to her parents, "I, I ......"

"Come—"

"Follow me!"

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

Liu Ying clenched her fists and inhaled: "Confidence!"

"Louder!"

"Confidence!!"

"Well, the mouth is on others, how others say love, but you must have a B number for these voices in your heart, do you know?" Xia Yu rubbed the little girl's black and smooth hair, Liu Ying's big watery eyes looked at him fixedly, and there was a hint of red on her cheeks, only to see Xia Yu wink at her again: "How can you be shaken by the words of the outside world!"

"And if you can't say it when you can't say it, you need this!"

Stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the little girl's eyes, and then his hand was clenched into an iron fist, Xia Yu's face was smiling, but the iron fist in mid-air smashed down-

Bang.

"Have you ever seen a punching bag?"

The chaotic stage was silent in an instant.

In the static picture, only Xia Yu and Wei Zhong were left looking at each other in the air.

When the elder of the Liu family saw a young man on the stage and smash the table, he opened his mouth and was about to scold, but the other person recognized who it was, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he took a step forward, so he covered the mouth of the elder of the Liu family, and sweated nervously: "That, that's the Xia Demon King!"

"It's coming!"

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

"It's coming!"

On the stage, Mrs. Liu's heart sank, this morning encountered Lan Fengxian's old monster, in a group of people on the stage, I am afraid it belongs to him and Ye Feizhou, can predict the next big showdown like Mars hitting the earth!

Inevitable!

"I said, Your Excellency Wei Zhong, can you please retract the evaluation you just made?"

Xia Yu saw that his punch had such a good effect, he couldn't help but withdraw his fist with satisfaction, rubbed the fist that did not show a trace, lowered his head and said lightly: "If it is aimed at me, no matter how you evaluate it, I will accept it all!"

"But!"

His eyes turned sharply, "If you deliberately give such a junior a bad evaluation on the premise of dealing with me and disgusting me, then Your Excellency Wei Zhong's character will be very problematic!"

Hearing this, Wei Zhong's eyebrows straightened, and he shouted: "Are you questioning my position in evaluation?"

"Lantern Festival recipes, passed down from generation to generation, the Chinese world has been over the years to cook incomprehensibly, do you think they don't want to be on the Lantern Festival recipes, to bring forth the new?" Wei Zhong snorted, "Why is it that the Lantern Festival still maintains the traditional practice, mainly glutinous rice flour, without the slightest change?" Do you think that the ancient chef didn't want to use the knife on the main ingredients?"

"Pastry, dim sum, there are several kinds of flour alone, and each flour can make many different kinds of pasta and pasta, do you think that simply mixing the two flours is innovation?"

The corners of Wei Zhong's mouth raised a cold look.

"Of course, mixing 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 in nature!"

"What has my traditional Chinese dim sum recipe been ruined!"

Wei Zhong's eyes shot a faint cold light.

"Is the shadow of the food tyrant?"

Dismissive.

Liu Ying, who was swept by his gaze, was startled, hurriedly grabbed the corner of Xia Yu's clothes and was afraid to hide behind his master.

Xia Yu could sense the soft body that was clinging to him, trembling slightly.

"See, Sakura-chan......"

He taught the apprentice in a rather distressed tone, ignoring and responding to Wei Zhong's words, "When you don't want to theorize with your mouth, you still need this thing!"

The fist slowly raised again.

"Sometimes, the truth is very simple, whoever has the big fist is right!"

"Simple, brutal!"

Bang.

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

However, this sound, with Xia Yu's words as the background, seemed to resound in everyone's hearts.

Stirring!

Wei Zhong suddenly felt something, and his pupils constricted.

"You ......"

Just as he was about to burst into something, Xia Yu looked at him and lightly spit out two words:

"Eat!"

"Halberd!"

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