You must know that fried prawns are also a good dish of his Wang Ziqiang, and he is very confident.

And the other courtyards also ordered this dish, and when he went to say hello and communicate just now, the people over there did not raise any problems with this dish, and they were all satisfied.

Why is there a little girl here who thinks her food is not as good as others?

It's not that Wang Ziqiang can't hear others say things like him, otherwise he wouldn't have the habit of communicating and inquiring.

It's just fifty years of chef experience, and he doesn't know how many times he's cooked the fried prawns, and he can do it with his eyes closed.

He still has some pride, and when he hears that he is not as good as others, he should listen to the other party's explanations and see who is better than him.

So Wang Ziqiang stopped, did not enter the room, and was ready to listen to Wang Lingling's explanation.

"I...... I don't know, that's what I think anyway......

After a long time, Wang Lingling still couldn't think of how to answer, which was used to prove that the fried prawns made by Lu Ming were the most delicious.

So she was a little frustrated, as if she was sulking at herself, and felt that it was her fault that she couldn't prove it.

Seeing her depressed look, Lu Ming was a little unbearable, and finally spoke.

"The fried prawns here are a little cooler when they are cooked...... So there is a little flaw.

You may not be able to eat it, but Lingling is very powerful, and she can eat it, but I don't know why."

Lu Ming helped Wang Lingling explain, and finally praised her.

received Lu Ming's compliment, which made Wang Lingling suddenly turn from sadness to joy, with joy and a hint of shyness on her little face, and her eyes looking at Lu Ming were full of happiness and admiration.

For her, Lu Ming not only stood up at the time and "spoke up" for herself, but also said something she had never thought of.

"I see, that's ......!"

Wang Lingling felt that Lu Ming's words were like light, lighting up the fog in front of her and making her suddenly brighter.

I immediately understood what was wrong with the fried prawns in front of me.

Wang Lingling has tasted Lu Ming's cooking skills, coupled with the professionalism he is showing now, Lu Ming has simply become the male god in Wang Lingling's mind.

You must know that a foodie is generally a little gourmet, who can not only make food by himself, but also evaluate food from a professional and objective point of view.

But she doesn't seem to have a talent for cooking, and all she makes is dark cuisine, and she can't even think of the difference now.

"Isn't it?? Why don't I feel this way, this shrimp is obviously delicious!

It's so mysterious, can you eat it?"

Lin Ruyin was the first to question what Lu Ming said, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this fried prawn.

"You're not boasting, are you? Although I remember that the fried prawns you made were also delicious, but this is made by the national chef, so don't compare it with the professional."

They all heard Lisa say that the chef of Wang's private dishes used to plan a state banquet, so he can also be called a state chef, with a halo, plus he is a professional chef, Lu Ming is just a big boss who occasionally cooks.

It seems to be clear at a glance which cooking skills are strong and which is weak, so naturally I don't believe Lu Ming's words.

Hearing that Lin Ruyin had damaged Lu Ming, Lin Wan was reluctant, and immediately expressed her support for Lu Ming.

"I believe my husband, he must have a point!"

Lin Wan is actually not as sensitive as Wang Lingling, she can't eat the difference, but she also thinks that Lu Ming's cooking is more delicious.

Maybe my husband made it himself, infused with my husband's full of love, it will be even more delicious, right?!

And she knew that Lu Ming would not make a big deal out of it for no reason.

Lin Wan went down, naturally restrained Lin Ruyin, and Lin Ruyin didn't dare to argue.

I had to mumble quietly: "This is the referee's next game, how can anyone say that their own food is the best."

Just as she muttered, one

An abrupt voice came from outside the door.

"Sorry to interrupt ......"

Everyone's eyes looked out of the door, and they saw Wang Ziqiang, who was wearing a white Chinese chef's uniform, standing at the door.

"I'm sorry, but I'm the chef Wang Ziqiang here.

Well, first of all, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but when I came here just now, I happened to hear you guys arguing about fried prawns......

"Huh? Head chef? Fried prawns? Hear me?!"

Lin Ruyin and Wang Lingling couldn't help but be startled when they heard Wang Ziqiang's words, thinking that Wang Ziqiang had heard the bad things they said and came to investigate them.

"Old man Wang, I'm sorry, we didn't mean that......

"Yes, yes, old man, the dishes you cook are delicious!"

"Old man Wang, we don't know very much, just talk about it, don't mind."

「……」

The four of them hurriedly apologized in a panic, no matter what, it was really embarrassing to say bad things to be heard by the main owner.

"No, no, no!"

Wang Ziqiang hurriedly interrupted them: "I have a reluctant request, can I taste this plate of fried prawns of yours?!"

His attitude was very sincere, and he sincerely hoped that Lu Ming and the others would agree to him doing this.

Because he heard Lu Ming's explanation outside just now, the explanation was very professional, and it didn't sound like just a casual talk, so he wanted to try it himself.

Let's see if it's really as Lu Ming said, this plate of fried prawns has such a problem.

Although he has decades of experience as a chef and countless halos of honor, he has never been arrogant, but has always been humble to learn and improve, which is why he has come to this point.

"Ah??! What the hell?"

Everyone was thundered by Wang Ziqiang's request.

Why did the chef come into their room and eat his own stir-fried food?

Only Lu Ming knew what Wang Ziqiang was for, so he nodded and signaled, "Well, you can."

Receiving Lu Ming's consent, Wang Ziqiang stepped forward, picked up a pair of unused chopsticks and grabbed a fried prawn, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Uh-huh?!!!

Wang Ziqiang's mouth moved, but his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he did not relax at all.

After half a ring, Wang Ziqiang put down his chopsticks and sighed heavily.

"Alas......

All eyes were on him.

I saw Wang Ziqiang say slowly, "Mr. is right...... I do have these problems with this shrimp, and I don't do it well.

Thank you, Mr. for pointing out, as a token of appreciation, I have invited my husband to this meal today."

Hearing that Wang Ziqiang, the national chef, personally admitted these problems, Lin Ruyin, Chu Yue, and Pan Xiaoman were all shocked and dumbfounded.

"The national chef himself came out to recognize ?!!!!."