Soon, a bowl of cabbage in soup and a bowl of golden fried rice were served on the table.

Liu Chang is not as anxious as those students, the reason why he wants to eat now is that he is greedy, and secondly, he wants to see where the gap between the two sides is. He had tasted Son's golden fried rice and knew what its standard was.

But at this moment, looking horizontally and vertically, no matter how you look at it, Li Qingming's bowl of egg fried rice, whether in terms of color or fullness, is far from the bowl of Sun Zhengyi's golden fried rice that he brought just now.

"Xiao Ming, this, the gap is a bit big!" Liu Chang frowned.

That's a bit of a big gap. Looking at these two bowls of 'golden fried rice' with a big gap, Liu Chang said that his heart was a little stuffy.

"Brother, do you regret it? If you regret it, it's still too late!" Li Qingming teased.

Liu Chang shook his head.

"It's not terrible to have a gap, it's scary to not be able to find out what the problem is. We..."Liu Changzheng explained his life experience with a serious face, ready to help Li Qingming find out the problem, and then surpass. Although the time is short, as long as you work hard, there is always hope. But in the blink of an eye, when I saw Li Qingming's relaxed appearance, I was suddenly stunned.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. Liu Chang didn't say a word, just picked up the soup spoon and ate it.

"Huh!" Liu Chang found out that something was wrong with the first bite, this fragrance, the taste of this rice, was something that Sun Zhengyi didn't have.

It didn't take long for a bowl of golden fried rice to be eaten by Liu Chang. During this period, he didn't touch a mouthful of cabbage in the soup.

After eating, close your eyes and have an aftertaste.

"Your golden fried rice is better than his, although his golden fried rice is better than you in appearance, but isn't the food competition just about the taste!" Liu Chang praised, "Sure enough, authentic is authentic!"

Li Qingming smiled.

Subsequently, Liu Chang tasted the 'soup cabbage' that he had dreamed of for a long time. This time, he ate three more small bowls of rice, and ate the bowl of cabbage in soup, which was enough for three people.

"Xiao Ming, just rush to your bowl of soup cabbage, I didn't make this decision in vain. Life is not in vain!" Liu Chang felt endless satisfaction.

"Dude, I appreciate your decision, in what seems like the toughest moment right now. I won't let you down, though. Li Qingming was full of confidence, "Although the golden fried rice looks simple, it has great inner knowledge. He couldn't learn the essence of it just by relying on pictures. He's wrong, he's never tasted my golden fried rice!"

If you have tasted it, with Son Masayoshi's ability, I am afraid that you will be able to see through the mystery, the most crucial mystery. This has to be recognized, and he is not so sure of this competition.

"Xiao Ming, in fact, I chose to help you this time, and I have my own reasons, so don't care too much about my choice. But okay, if there's anything you want me to help with now, just ask me, I'm here to help you now!" Liu Chang said with a smile, without a little arrogance.

"Then you're welcome!" Li Qingming smiled, and then began to prepare everything with Liu Chang.

By the time they were done, it was already dawn.

At this time, Uncle Xiang had also gotten up, and after the three of them had a final inspection, they began to go to the scene of the celebration ceremony.

"Little master, morning!" As soon as he opened the door, there was a neat sound of good morning outside.

The first 47 fans from Jiangcheng University stood here with all their brushes. As for the other students, after learning that they had been arrested, coupled with a warning from the school leaders, they did not dare to have any contact with Li Qingming. And only these 47 original fans, they are not afraid. Therefore, after receiving the news that Li Qingming came out safely, they contacted each other privately and went to cheer for Li Qingming today.

"We are here to cheer for the little master! We will win today!" many students raised their arms and shouted.

"Thank you! Then let's go!" Li Qingming hugged his fists and thanked him.

During this time, his biggest gain was this group of die-hard fans. Liu Chang on the side also sighed, this is the warmth and warmth that those big conglomerates don't have.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the celebration site.

The theme of the celebration is the same every year, which is to thank our ancestors for building this megacity so that they can live and work in this harsh environment. And because it is gratitude, the celebration is extremely simple, and there is no extravagance and waste.

The only difference from previous years is that immediately after this year's celebration, two sets of kitchen utensils were placed on it. The emotions of all the spectators, this moment was ignited.

"The Thanksgiving Celebration has ended, and now it's time for everyone to look forward to the most authentic ring match. There has been a lot of uproar about who is authentic about the recent 'Golden Fried Rice', and I'm sure everyone is looking forward to it. Now, we invite one of our two protagonists: Mr. Li Qingming, nicknamed Little Master, to appear! But he is really young enough!"

"So young, at first glance, it is fake, how can it be possible to fry such a delicious 'golden fried rice'. ~~~~~ "When Li Qingming came to power, the audience was booed.

Although there are also cheers from Zhu Qianfeng and other classmates, it is so insignificant compared to the boos of thousands of people around.

But all this can't affect Li Qingming. He had prepared for the worst, and the boos were just proof of your weakness!

"Now, Chef Masayoshi Son, who has been cooking for 27 years and painstakingly developed 'Golden Fried Rice', is invited to appear!" The partiality in the emcee's words has been extremely obvious. It's not even compared, so I'm introducing the authentic one there.

The audience was also cheering, and the sound was overwhelming.

At this moment, Qin Heluo in the office also turned on the TV. Today, she rarely put down her work and turned on the TV to watch this showdown.

In this duel, she decided that Li Qingming lost. Jiang Fugui is pushing everything behind the scenes, and from the beginning, this duel was unfair. Although it is the cooking skills of the two that ultimately decide everything, off-site factors also have a great impact on the cooking skills. For example, the noise of the crowd, such as this master of ceremonies, these may seem to have nothing to do with cooking, but they will affect you.

What's more, Son's cooking skills are recognized. In contrast, it is hard-hitting, at least on the 'golden fried rice', Qin Heluo is not optimistic about Li Qingming. But he insisted, so what chance did he have?

Heh! Qin Heluo was suddenly surprised, she saw a figure from the live TV broadcast, a figure that gave the entire Heluo consortium a headache, but she shouldn't have appeared here. On this occasion, she mixed with something.

"Where is Xiao Qin, report to me immediately!" Qin Heluo immediately ordered.