The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Although, Xiaowei and the proprietress kept telling themselves in their hearts not to pay attention to Xiong Wei's words, all that was Xiong Wei's remarks to dampen their self-confidence.

However, what Xiong Wei said just now made their hearts shudder somewhat.

Yes, three days ago, when the town leaders announced a fair showdown and all the Yanjia restaurants in the town could participate, everyone was still eager to try.

Why did so many restaurants abstained after only three days?

This matter must be related to Xiong Wei. This insidious person must have done something secretly. Therefore, those restaurants have abstained.

And if all of them abstained, this duel would be meaningless, and there would be problems at first glance. Therefore, Xiong Wei left the restaurant in Dashan.

Xiong Wei can make small moves before the game, so that other restaurants will not participate. So today, it is also possible to make more excessive small moves to win.

No wonder, he was so swearing about the result of the duel just now.

Xiao Wei's face sank, and now, the inheritance is only her, her mother, and her younger sister. If Xiong Wei really plays yin, they simply cannot guard against it.

At this moment, Da Shan, who was very proud before, also realized the crisis, and his look at Xiong Wei and Kong Ji became solemn.

The proprietress patted Xiao Wei on the shoulder, "It's okay, relax and focus on cooking well. Don't think about other things."

Xiao Wei held the ingredients in her hand, took a deep breath, and then spit it out heavily.

"Well, I got it."

At this time, the square was already full of people. Yan Chenxi and Lin Xiao stood close to the platform, hiding in the crowd.

The time for the duel was approaching, and after a short while, the town leaders and a group of people walked over here.

The town leader walked in front, with a somewhat flattering attitude, leading a gray-haired old man behind.

That is the chairman of the Imperial Hotel, a national special-class chef, and a veteran-level culinary master.

"Old Wu, please here." The town leader invited the old man to the judges seat very politely, and he himself sat next to Mr. Wu.

On the other side of Mr. Wu, there was a chef who had researched Yanjia dishes and was hired by the town leaders, and the three of them formed a jury panel.

In the end, based on their judgment, to finally decide who is the champion of this duel.

"Elder Wu, I really appreciate your coming. With a veteran cooking master like you, the level of today's confrontation has been sublimated in an instant." The town leader said flatly. Although he is an official, Mr. Wu is the chairman of the Imperial Hotel, and even the old king and the prime minister are full of praise for his cooking.

Such a big man is not comparable to a leader of a town in his district.

Moreover, the town leaders still wanted to rely on the Imperial Capital Hotel to get some sponsorship and investment from Mr. Wu. Since he is the father of a strong gold master, he naturally has to pat on the horse to please him.

In the eyes of Old Wu, it was hard to hide the excitement, "When I was young, I was fortunate enough to taste authentic Yanjia cuisine. So far, eighty years have passed, and the taste still makes me unforgettable. I am very fond of Yanjia cuisine. There is a deep complex. However, for so many years, I have never been able to taste the unforgettable taste at the beginning."