933: C933 I'm a Prophet

C933 I'm a Prophet

Liu Haiyang didn't give Zhang Xin any points. The two vice presidents gave him only nine points.

Yang Soong won without any suspense.

The spectators below:

"Although I knew Brother Song would win, I didn't expect him to win so easily."

"In fact, the winner and loser of this challenge had already been decided the moment Brother Song's pee and beef balls came out of the pot. The reason why it dragged on for so long was because Zhang Xin was a chatterbox."

"He even claimed to be the king of the beef balls. It's really funny."

"Did anyone notice anything wrong?"

... "Now, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come and challenge our Brother Song. How can this work?"

"It's time to set the rules for the challenge."

The Yang Family Army quickly started discussing in the group chat.

This matter could be discussed later.

The problem now was that Zhang Xin was smashing the judge's table. "I can't accept this. I can't accept this. I don't believe that I will lose..."

He didn't mind the pain in his hands.

"I can't accept it. I'll just have to line up tomorrow and try it." Yang Soong wanted the judges to thank him for their hard work. He pulled Zhang Xin away and passed it to the spirited young men Zhang Xin brought. "Men should be able to afford to lose."

"I didn't lose, I didn't lose!" Zhang Xin struggled with all his might and wanted to rush over and argue.

"You really lost. Brother Song's peeing cow pill, the judges all ate it. You still have what you have left."

Whether the food was good or not, it would depend on whether the plates were empty.

This was the most practical evaluation criterion.

Lisa had been waiting all this time. She had followed him here to witness Zhang Xin's victory so that she could get some benefits for herself as soon as possible.

She did not expect that Zhang Xin would lose and offend the people of the Luocheng Gourmet Association.

So many people had seen it and even recorded it.

"The king of meatballs is finished!"

Zhang Xin was very useless.

Lisa's backer had fallen. The first thing she did was to accept this fact. She went up to stop Zhang Xin and asked her companions to bring him back.

"Chef Yang, your culinary skills are still excellent. Our loss is completely convinced. Please forgive us for our previous offense." After Lisa finished speaking, she bowed to Yang Soong and secretly winked at him. Then, she walked away shaking her soft and boneless waist.

The competition had finally ended. Everyone dispersed. Yang Soong and the others went back to rest.

The officials of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion released a new message. Because of the competition, it affected the rest of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. They needed to rest, so they applied for leave.

Breakfast was canceled.

Yang Family Jun was furious. However, his anger was not directed at Yang Soong.

"Is there something wrong with that Big King Meatball? He forced our Brother Song to compete with him in the middle of the night."

"I've been busy for the whole day. Brother Song is already very tired. We still have to compete with that sand sculpture's culinary skills. If he really has the ability, then forget it. In the end, he turned out to be a clown who came specifically to waste Brother Song's time "

"This kind of situation can't happen again."

"My heart aches for our Brother Song."

The Yang Family soldiers discussed and really came up with a solution.

"Our Luocheng has the Gourmet Association."

"The Gourmet Association doesn't lack gourmet critics and professional chefs."

"Why don't we let those who want to challenge Brother Song submit an application to the Gourmet Association and let the Gourmet Association decide their qualifications. Only after passing the application can they challenge Brother Song. Otherwise, we'll make him go back to where he came from."

"That's a good idea! But are the people of the Gourmet Association willing?"

"Leave it to me. They're definitely willing."

"Tower Master is awesome. The organization trusts you. If you need any help, just say it."

"Add one."

" Everything is for Brother Song! "

The person who held the flag in the Yang family army was none other than Sun Shaoan's son, Sun Xiaoyu.

He had a family background, and Sun Xiaoyu was a very qualified foodie.

Specifically, Sun Xiaoyu was very picky.

The slight differences in the dishes could be eaten by him. Pursuing perfection was Sun Xiaoyu's foodie creed.

It couldn't be helped. He was a person who ate and drank in various gourmet associations since he was young.

There were quite a number of people like Sun Xiaoyu who had a vice president or a president's father or grandfather.

They were collectively known as the second generation of chefs.

The second generation of the rich had money. The second generation of chefs could eat and could eat.

The second generation of chefs also had a group called the Gourmet Association's foodie group.

They had followed their elders since they were young and participated in countless culinary competitions and culinary social gatherings.

Cooking competitions were unavoidable.

Cooking exchanges, everyone was exchanging pointers, not agreeing with each other.

When the kitchen knife was picked up, the spatula started to move.

"Let's see the truth under our hands."

It was impossible not to cook when cooking.

The younger generation that followed them to freeload their meals had a very happy life.

Many famous chefs had strange tempers. They would show off the dishes that they usually didn't cook easily during the exchange of culinary skills.

There were also many new dishes that would also appear during the culinary competition.

The Gourmet Association would take in all qualified professional chefs and evaluate them.0

Sun Xiaoyu had eaten the dishes cooked by various chefs. There were many dishes that had not even been spread on the market. He had eaten all of them.

These second generation chefs gathered together and held annual meetings every year.

This annual meeting did not do anything else. Everyone recommended a chef and the most delicious dish. Through the competition, they determined the most popular dish this year and the most popular chef.

After that, when it was announced, the most popular dish would become a hot topic, and the most popular chef would also be pursued by a group of foodies.

The second generation of chefs had a family background. The dishes and chefs they chose were very trusted by the foodies in the country.

Sun Xiaoyu originally had a headache this year. He had not gotten the most delicious dishes and the most popular chefs for three consecutive years.

This year, as summer was about to pass, he still had no clue. He was only 23 years old, and more than 80 strands of hair fell off every day.

Just as he was worried, he found out about Yang Soong from the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

Sun Xiaoyu had already eaten half a month's worth of rice in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. He simply forgot about returning. He simply stayed in a hotel near the gourmet street. He ate and drank every day, and his days were very beautiful. He had never thought of telling his father that there was a master chef hidden in the Luocheng.

It was only when Yang Soong and Zhang Xin's Challenger League video became popular online that Sun Xiaoyu saw his father in the video and saw the Yang Family Army's strategy that he rushed home in a hurry.

Sun Shaoan happened to be resting at home. Seeing his son, whom he had not seen for half a month, return, he immediately became very excited.

"Son, let me tell you. Our Luocheng still has a master chef. His name is Yang Soong. He is very young, and the urine and beef balls he made are very delicious. Your father and I have never eaten such delicious urine and beef balls in our lives. Come on. Show your dad what I'm wearing today to visit Chef Yang. Your mom isn't home. She went on a vacation with your grandma. Let's go to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to have some peeing beef balls. Dad's treating! "

Sun Xiaoyu didn't expect Yang Soong to be so well-liked by his dad. What he wanted to do was half done.

"Dad, let's go quickly. If we're late, we won't be able to line up. We can't just eat urine pills. It's too much of a loss. Brother Song pushed out three types of noodles today. Each person could only order one type at a time. The two of us worked together, and we could eat two kinds of noodles. These three kinds of noodles are Green Pepper Pork Noodle Soup, Fish Soup and Yang Chun Noodle Soup. I will definitely order Green Pepper Pork Noodle Soup. Dad, what do you want to eat? "

As Sun Xiaoyu spoke, he realized that his father was silent.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"How do you know the rules of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion so well?"

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