At this time, in the midst of the cheers of the crowd, Son Zhengyi appeared in a straight and white chef's uniform and a towering chef's hat, with a mature and steady face, facing the cheers of the surrounding audience, every time Son Zhengyi beckoned, he won huge cheers.

On the other hand, Li Qingming's side, although he is also wearing a chef's uniform, it is extremely ordinary, although it is white, but compared with the exquisite chef's uniform on Son Zhengyi, it is too far behind. Just the comparison of the images of the two sides made Li Qingming compared.

At this time, Masayoshi Son took the microphone from the master of ceremonies.

"This junior, since everyone is a peer, I am willing to give you another chance, as long as you admit defeat now, I will treat this as a prank, in order to promote the prank of 'Golden Fried Rice', then I will help you persuade the Cuisine Association not to ban your counterfeit plagiarism. Son looked sanctimonious.

Naturally, there were bursts of cheers around usher.

"Son Zhengyi, I said, the matter..."Li Qingming was about to reprimand, but the microphone was taken away by the master of ceremonies, so that his voice could not be transmitted through the stereo at all. With such a large square and so many people around, the louder the noise, his voice was directly filtered throughout the process.

"Chef Sun, it seems that this person nicknamed Little Master will not admit his guilt. Why don't you hurry up and show off your cooking skills and let all of us know who is the authentic 'Golden Fried Rice'!" cheered the master of ceremonies.

"Shameless, too shameless! This master of ceremonies is all colluding, let the little master say yes!" Zhu Qianfeng, Hu Xiao and others were indignant.

Qin Heluo smiled faintly. This is an off-the-board move. It's just nothing. This Li Qingming, he is bound to pay a heavy price for his rash behavior today. At that time, this guy wants to come and beg himself, but he doesn't have such good conditions.

The reason why Qin Heluo let it go is that he lost this duel. Because, he can't compete at all.

But no one knew that at this moment, Li Qingming suddenly took out a microphone from the package he was carrying, and there was also a stereo. Although it is charged, the tube is not long, but such a short time is enough.

"Masayoshi Son, as I said, facts speak louder than words, and no matter how many tricks you have, in the end, it depends on our cooking skills to win or lose. Also, this master of ceremonies, you are so partial, but it is unfair. In case I win, will you still have the face to be the master of ceremonies in the future?" Li Qingming said coldly.

The master of ceremonies was about to sneer at each other, and Li Qingming spoke again.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, everyone didn't come to see us talking, let's start the game!" Li Qingming didn't give the emcee a chance to speak at all.

Poof! This almost didn't make this graceful master of ceremonies angry with a mouthful of old blood.

The students who supported Li Qingming around them couldn't stand up with a smile.

Liu Chang's face was full of emotion. As a little brother, he has really grown up and is so thoughtful.

It's useless, even if you're a little clever, it's still useless. Jiang Fugui, I won't let you compete! Although Qin Heluo was slightly surprised, he was still not optimistic about Li Qingming's ending.

Jiang Fugui is not a righteous gentleman.

At this time, Son Masayoshi had already arrived at his table, tidied up his clothes, checked the stove, knives, and ingredients, and was ready to start.

At this time, Li Qingming had already stood in front of his table, but before Li Qingming could check, he heard a loud shout.

"Wait! We are from the Jiangcheng Cuisine Association, we have investigated, you don't have any chef qualification certificate at all, you can cook at home, we don't restrain you." But if you're in public, you don't have any chef certification, so you're not qualified to compete at all. You don't deserve to compete with Chef Son at all!" the people from the Jiangcheng Cuisine Association stood up and scolded.

There was an uproar all around.

"What's wrong with the little master who doesn't have a chef's license, his food is delicious!" the students from Jiangcheng University shouted indignantly. It's so shameless that he is not allowed to compete.

"You don't have a chef qualification certificate, this is too surprising to me!" Son Zhengyi deliberately pretended to be surprised, "Young man, I think it's better for you to take a chef qualification certificate first, and then fake it." Otherwise, who would believe you!"

There was a chorus of echoes all around.

"There is no chef qualification certificate here, how can it be possible to develop the 'golden fried rice', this young man wants to be famous and wants to go crazy!"

Liu Chang's brows furrowed. He didn't expect that the other party would actually use this trick to deal with Li Qingming. In this case, does it have anything to do with this qualification? It doesn't matter at all. But on the contrary, the signboard of the Jiangcheng Cuisine Association is here. Shameless!

So what now? Liu Chang stared at Li Qingming tightly, he knew that since he was a little brother, since he even brought a microphone, he was definitely prepared.

Qin Heluo smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth. This is Jiang Fugui's trick, you can't compete at all. So, how to prove that you are Golden Fried Rice authentic.

At this moment, there were also a few people in the crowd who frowned.

"That's too vile, isn't it?, do you want us to intervene?" said one of them.

"Take a look. No, come forward again. Golden fried rice, how many years has it taken for such a brand new dish to come out. Headquarters attaches great importance to it. It's certainly the best dish of the year, but the creator can't afford to fake it. Otherwise, our Michelin reputation will be ruined!" another whispered.

No one knew that the Michelin Group had personally sent someone here. In the Confederation, Michelin has only its headquarters and no branches. The reason is that they want to keep their evaluations unaffected by various factors, and to be as fair as possible. For each evaluation of the list, the headquarters randomly selects personnel to go to various places through the computer to appreciate and select.

This time, the golden fried rice was too famous, and it instantly became popular in the Federation. Naturally, it attracted the attention of Michelin. There is also the appearance of their group.

"As expected, you are still so despicable, and you want to protect the fruits of your plagiarism by preventing me from cooking myself!" Li Qingming held the microphone in his hand, and his tone was calm without a trace of panic.

He had expected this for a long time.

"Jiang Fugui, thank you for using means to lock me up in the police station, let me think about this competition for a few days, and let me find out a lot of places where you can do it. Li Qingming looked at Jiang Fugui, who was sitting with the Jiangcheng Cuisine Association, and said coldly, "It's a pity, even if you do everything, you can't tamper with the status of the sect!"

Jiang Fugui's face was extremely cold. He wanted to see how this kid could solve this problem. That's not something you can do.

Li Qingming smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Xiang, come on stage!" Li Qingming said suddenly.

Uncle Xiang: Everyone was stunned, who is this?

"Me?" In the crowd, Uncle Xiang, who was standing with Liu Chang, suddenly pointed at himself with a shocked face.

"Yes, Uncle Xiang, it's you. In the past few days, I have told you the trick, let you practice for a few days, and come on stage to compare with him on my behalf. Li Qingming nodded, "Everyone, although the golden fried rice is simple, but if you want to fry it well, it is not simple, a real golden fried rice is by no means easy to learn." I can say that all the golden fried rice on the market cannot learn the essence of golden fried rice from the Weibo pictures of a few students. But getting my guidance is different. Uncle Xiang is my uncle, and a week ago, I expected that I might be stopped from the game by despicable means, so I told Uncle Xiang the trick. Let Uncle Xiang, who has obtained a first-class chef qualification certificate, compete for me. Masayoshi Son, I don't need to do it personally, I just need to give me some pointers, and it's enough to let the world know who is the authentic Golden Fried Rice!"

There was an uproar all around. This is too arrogant and domineering. With a casual point, you can make a person who has not obtained a chef qualification certificate at the first level defeat a person who has obtained an international chef qualification certificate.

This does not show how superb the cooking skills of this person with a first-class chef qualification certificate are, this can only show one point, that is, he, Li Qingming, is the real golden fried rice authentic!