At this time, the three of them walked up to the little girl's golden fried rice, rinsed their mouths with water to eliminate the odor in their mouths, looked at each other, and each spooned a small mouthful into his mouth. From the heart, because it was fried by the little girl, it has a little bonus in itself, and they must get rid of this inner bonus in it. Ensure that the evaluation of yourself and others is fair, fair and objective.

This is also what their 'Michelin' has always advertised.

But the moment he put the fried rice in his mouth, the three of them knew that no matter how partial they were, they couldn't overdo it. An unprecedented taste that explodes in the mouth.

Originally, the three of them should have chewed slowly, but involuntarily their cheeks sped up, and soon a small bite of rice entered their stomachs. The three of them frowned, this, the taste hasn't been experienced yet. Immediately, another spoonful was given, but this one was a big mouthful.

This time, it was still eaten quickly. Then, the three members of the Michelin jury did not speak and went on to take a bite. Take one bite at a time, without pause.

Everyone was dumbfounded. This one, how is it the same as everyone just now? What does this mean?

Could it be... Everyone began to beat wildly in the depths of their hearts.

Impossible! Impossible! Son Masayoshi had already begun to break out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't believe it, he didn't believe in the result, he definitely didn't believe it.

It was only when the crisp sound of the spoon in the empty bowl woke up the three 'Michelin' connoisseurs.

Looking at the empty bowl, the three of them were stunned. Before they knew it, they had eaten a whole bowl of golden fried rice. You know, this is unprecedented. If you appreciate it at any time, you won't eat it all, and it's to make sure that you can evaluate it objectively. Of course, in order not to waste food, it will definitely be eaten up in the end. But before that, no.

But this time, they ate it all before they knew it.

What does this mean?

Everyone held their breath to know what was going on. Although judging by its behavior, it should be quite unusual. But whether it is delicious or not, it still has to come out of their mouths to make it accurately.

Son's entire vest was completely wet with sweat.

"Three connoisseurs, can you give the result?" Son asked in a whisper.

The three of them took a deep breath, closed their eyes and pondered for a while, then opened their eyes again, looked at each other, and all nodded.

"Now, on behalf of the Michelin Food Jury, I announce that this time the winner of Jiangcheng Golden Fried Rice is—" The leader stretched out his voice and thumped in everyone's hearts, announcing the result, "Chef Li Qingming!"

"Long live the little master!" the students here were the first to cheer.

The surrounding people also raised their arms and shouted. The truth that Li Qingming said just now had already convinced them. It can be said that from before, after Li Qingming said those words, they began to support Li Qingming.

This is a master chef who cooks for the health of the whole people, for the happiness of the whole people, and does not support who he supports!

"Impossible, this can't be!" Son shook his head again and again, screaming loudly.

He didn't believe he was going to lose. The other party can win him by sending a little girl out at will. That's impossible. He didn't believe that there was any trick in this golden fried rice.

"I want to taste it, I don't want to taste it, I don't accept it! I don't believe that any little girl who can't stir-fry can beat me!" Son shouted, "Fake, this must be fake." You must join forces to cheat!

The three members of the Michelin jury had a cold face.

"Chef Son, do you know who you're questioning? With your words, we can accuse you of framing and taking off your international celebrity chef certification. Of course, the fact that you plagiarized the golden fried rice is enough to say about your character. You're ready to hand in your International Chef Certificate!" said the leader in a cold voice.

"No, no, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

But at this time, all the golden fried rice was eaten.

"Since the Michelin gastronomic jury declared me a loser, I have no argument. But I want to taste the golden fried rice that you fried yourself, I don't believe it is so delicious!" Sun Zhengyi suddenly walked in front of Li Qingming.

Li Qingming smiled.

"You're not qualified!" Li Qingming said lightly, "As for being unconvinced, I'll take care of you!"

Poof! Son Masayoshi was directly spurted out by a mouthful of old blood.

"I don't accept it!" Sun Zhengyi roared angrily, "You are like this, I don't accept it!"

"Hey, there's still paste, do you want to eat it?" the little girl brought over a little golden fried rice that she had deliberately confused when she stir-fried just now.

If Son is crazy, he can't care about this, he must know why he lost. I didn't care about this black golden fried rice, so I took a big bite and put it in my mouth and chewed it in a big gulp.

The mushy taste suddenly made him want to spit it out. But soon, an unprecedented smell rushed out of the mouth, even if it was full of mushy taste, it was suppressed.

"This, this, how can this be so delicious! I, no matter how much I imitate it, I can't imitate it!" Son Zhengyi lost his mind and told the truth.

Hearing the words at the scene, there was a burst of boos. But if he lost, it must have been faked. So, this time there was no more contempt.

Li Qingming let out a long breath. Finally won, and won cleanly. Then the next plan can also begin. This is just the beginning!

"Chef Li, we will soon certify you and award you the title of Golden Fried Rice Authentic!" announced the Michelin representative, "Since the federal gastronomic research and development has been stagnant for a long time, we also have encouragement." The intellectual property rights of any new dish are protected for the first three years of successful development. Any restaurant that sells Golden Fried Rice will need to hand over 1% of its turnover to you as a royalty for Golden Fried Rice!"

Everyone gasped. Although I had known that there was such a condition for a long time, I was still surprised when I heard about it. Because, the market is too big. In the next three years, Li Qingming doesn't have to do anything, I'm afraid he can make a lot of money.

One percent of the turnover, that's the turnover. It's not just 1% of the income of a single 'Golden Fried Rice', but the copyright fee that you have to pay for your entire store as long as you sell Golden Fried Rice. And it's not something you can avoid by changing your name. As long as the eggs are fried with rice, no matter what is added to this, it is the same, and it belongs to the 'golden fried rice'. Within three years, royalties must be paid.

How much money will there be in a year? 100 million, or 1 billion! This is instant rich.

Li Qingming was indifferent. He doesn't care about this amount of money. It's not that Li Qingming is pretending to be forced at the moment, but he really doesn't pay attention to it. Compared to his plan, this is nothing! The value of golden fried rice is not worth mentioning at all.

After all, he is an authentic Chinese foodie who carries the entire Chinese food culture!

Therefore, Li Qingming has a very crazy plan, a big plan that has been brewing for a long time, and will wait for the 'Michelin' connoisseur to appear.