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"Chef Anbei's omelet rice is really eye-catching, with a unique taste and rich taste, which subverts the first impression of the previous omelet rice, I think this should have a lot to do with Chef Anbei's ingredients..."

"Although it is the first time for Chef Kikuchi to participate in the star qualification competition, your egg salad dish, oh no, it's 'Golden Sunset', is a good name, and the taste of the dish itself is indeed worthy of the name..."

"It is a historic change in the food world to be able to take the omelette rice as a popular snack in Japan, and if I had to choose, I would probably give preference to Chef Anbei's omelet rice. "

"Judge Mikami, please pay attention to your attitude, don't be partial because of some personal feelings, I think Chef Kikuchi's Western cuisine is better, Golden Sunset can be described as the top salad dish in Western egg cuisine, don't you think this vote should be given to Chef Kikuchi's garden?"

"Ms. Kimura, although you are the vice president of the Gourmet Association, you have to understand my professional vision..."

In the field, on the judges' bench, several judges who had tasted Anbei Sanjin and Kikuchien fruit dishes had their own opinions, and each of them wanted to change the other's minds.

Nagi Senzaemon sat firmly in the center, his resolute face without a trace of fluctuation, except for a slight surprise at the beginning of the meal of the two, like a petrified sculpture, motionless.

The transformation of Japanese popular snacks, novel Western salad dishes, and the collision of two different flavors are eye-catching.

In the crowd, some reporters who followed hurriedly took out their notebooks and recorded everything that happened in front of them, and the dishes that could move the judges were definitely one of the topics they hyped up.

"It seems that I won!" said Anbei Sanjin quite excitedly.

Nagi Senzaemon didn't speak, and Dojima Gin didn't interject, except for the deputy head of the gourmet association named Kimura, Saotome surnamed Zhou, and another judge, but they were all on his side.

The time, place, and people are favorable, and Anbei Sanjin feels that he has no reason to lose.

Kikuchi Yuanguo didn't speak, and there was still a calm expression on her pretty face, as if the win or loss of the game had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo was not moved, An Bei Sanjin snorted coldly, and said in his heart: Women should honestly stay at home and educate their children, what can they do when they come out?

"It seems that this time I want to congratulate Chef Anbei. "

"Yes, I didn't expect Chef Anbei to win the competition with omelet rice!"

"That's not an ordinary omelet rice, it's an omelet rice specially cooked by Chef Anbei of Chunfang..."

Listening to everyone's praise for his father, Anbeiichiro straightened his spine and became happy.

In the next second, I saw him walking towards Erina Nagikiri and the others, ready to show off to the other party, after all, his father can win this kind of competition, and the next spring fang is just around the corner.

However, just when everyone thought that the game was over, the sound suddenly sounded.

"It seems that I have been forgotten~" Lin Feng nosed and said with a smile: "Then, my cooking is also finished!"

Sure enough, this kid won't disappoint!

Hearing this, Dojima Silver looked at Lin Feng, only to find that the other party had sealed the plate with a lid, and said with a smile: "This kid is even making a mystery." "

Similarly, Hojo Renzhi, who was concerned about Lin Feng, also looked at Lin Feng excitedly.

"You know, you know, you know... He won't let me down!" said Hojo Hitomo, clasping the arm of the person next to him, cheering.

At the same time, the girls such as Qianhinata who had always been paying attention to Lin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This bastard actually pinched a little to finish the cooking, and those who didn't know thought he had given up!

......

Lin Feng's pretense of mystery really surprised An Bei Sanjin, but the latter still forced his composure and said, "Hmph, even if you make tempura out of eggs, you can't change the established facts." "

"That's not necessarily~" Kikuchi Yuanguo said with a light smile.

For Lin Feng, Mu Jiuzhiyuan Guo kept looking forward to it, and she also believed that Lin Feng would not disappoint everyone.

As everyone's eyes passed, Lin Feng pushed the trolley past Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo, smiled and nodded at the other party's words of encouragement, and then walked towards the judges' seat.

"Little ghost, can you do it?" said An Bei Sanjin in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Just try it. "

Regarding the threat of Anbei Sanjin, Lin Feng not only did not set off a trace of fluctuation in his heart, but said calmly: "Of course, I am also happy to defeat Chef Anbei with food." "

"You..."

Lin Feng didn't stop, pushed the trolley to the judges' bench, took out the sealed plates, and placed them in front of the judges one by one.

"Please enjoy my cooking. With that, Lin Feng took a step back and bowed to the side.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of cooking you little ghost can make?" Anbei Sanjin sneered, his gaze drifting towards the table in front of the judges' bench.

I have to say that Lin Feng's composure has made An Bei Sanjin a little flustered, but he himself didn't notice it.

"Chef Anbei, how about we make a bet?" Lin Feng suddenly asked.

"You want to make a bet with me? You deserve..."An Bei Sanjin's eyes rolled, and when the words came to his mouth, he immediately changed his words: "Say, what bet?"

"If you win, the LF restaurant will be yours!" Lin Feng stared at An Bei Sanjin and said word by word: "If you lose, kneel down and apologize to the seniors in front of everyone!"

You fart!

Originally, he was still thinking that he could win the three gold medals of the LF restaurant without much effort, and he felt like he had eaten, and asked him to kneel down and apologize to a group of juniors, and the other party was still a woman, how could this be.

However, Lin Feng didn't seem to intend to give An Bei Sanjin a reason to retreat and refuse, and said excitedly: "Could it be that Chef An Bei is still afraid that he won't be able to win against me, the person who came in through the back door?"

"Bet... Bet!"_

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