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Text Chapter 137 Bijubi (Third update)

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    "We have to choose the judges ourselves, so that we can ensure the fairness of the competition!" "Who can we choose to be absolutely fair?" "Just him! Choosing him is absolutely fair!!"   When the judges had a headache, one person suddenly shouted out in surprise, pointing in one direction and shouting.  It¡¯s him, it¡¯s him, it¡¯s him, our little friend!  Just when the sound broke out, countless people's eyes looked in the direction of that person's finger.  Wherever he looked, a little boy timidly hid behind his mother, his little hands still tightly holding the corner of his mother's clothes.  Many people's eyes lit up and they immediately praised: "Yes, children have the purest minds. Besides, we are randomly selected children and will never be taken advantage of!" "This makes sense, children can't lie.  Yes, there¡¯s nothing wrong with asking him to cook delicious food!¡± ¡°No!¡± Some people agreed, and some people immediately shouted: ¡°If it¡¯s just one person, even if it¡¯s a child, it¡¯s inevitable that it¡¯s someone.  People's relatives will definitely favor someone! " In the eyes of these people, although this method eliminates the possibility of Lin Feng cheating, it may be a relative of a certain chef. In this case, wouldn't it be a wedding dress for others?  In the end, these chefs found a total of eight children from the crowd, so that there would be no possibility of anyone being partial to whom.  Even if one child is partial, there will be other children to check and balance. There are eight children in total. Only the one with the largest number of recognized children will win.  "Okay, the judges have chosen. Whoever cooks a dish that satisfies these children and has the most satisfied people will win!" After some discussion, these people finally reached an agreement.  The judges on the judging panel were so angry that they were blaming each other and staring. I didn¡¯t expect that these people didn¡¯t think about me, but believed in these bigger kids!  Doesn't this mean that I am not as good as these children who don't have all their hair?  Looking at the group of children below who were at most primary school students, these half-experienced masters almost fainted from anger. This is really a dangerous situation!  An old man with white hair and half armor sighed: "Oh, Hong Dali thought that he was so revered and admired by others, but it turned out that everything was just a false name and a floating cloud!" These people were originally very respectful to themselves.  People with confidence, because they represent the highest existence in the entire industry, think that they are the authority, and others are using themselves to flaunt others. However, they did not expect that they themselves were so vain.  Like this old man, the other two old men on the stage also saw through the situation in an instant, and finally understood that the reputation hanging on their heads was just a false name.  ¡°Forget it, after this incident I will go to the countryside to retire, wash my hands and quit this circle.¡± Several old people were disheartened and decided to leave this industry, completely get rid of it and go back to live their lives.  At this time, Lin Feng spoke again. He said calmly: "Hundreds of you want to compete with me. Do I have to fight one by one? Besides, there are only forty stoves here today. With your behavior like this  Keep going, when will it be finished?" Lin Feng picked up the kitchen knife and walked off the stage, saying loudly: "Let's compete among you first, and then the guy you choose will compete with me. I don't have time to compete with you.  You are so wasteful!" When Lin Feng said this, others were not happy, and the whole Fengyue Square became noisy again.  "Why!" "Why should we compete first and let you watch the show on the sidelines?" "That's right, why?" Lin Feng paused while holding the kitchen knife, glanced at these people coldly, and said irritably:  "Just because I can use a big hotel as a bet, you can use a big hotel as a bet if you have the fucking ability!" After hearing this, the shouts of those people gradually became lowered.  I have to say, these days, if you have money, you are the boss. Lin Feng said these words freely, and he felt a lot better in an instant.  Now that things have developed to this point, Lin Feng no longer has the heart to play with these chefs. He is already too annoyed.  But some people were disappointed. In their view, Lin Feng's words were equivalent to shattering their dream of owning a big hotel.  Because these people are ranked in the middle of everyone's cooking skills, such a comparison is equivalent to completely giving up their hopes.  But they had nothing to say and couldn't refute, because the method Lin Feng said was indeed fair, and could even be said to be the most just method, so they couldn't refute it, and they couldn't find a suitable reason to refute it!    For a time, some families were happy and some were sad.  Those who were originally top-notch in cooking were happy. They didn¡¯t expect to do something like this at the last minute. In this case, their chances of winning the Shiweitian Hotel would be much greater.  Especially those chefs whose cooking skills are among the best and who are expected to win the championship are as excited as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.  In their view, this is their chance to leap over the dragon's gate. If they win the Shiweitian Hotel, they can instantly transform from a migrant worker to a boss. This kind of opportunity, which is harder than winning the lottery, is simply a hundred years old.  It's rare, definitely a once in a lifetime experience.  As for the issue of betting, whether they will really win a big hotel, with Chen Zhiming¡¯s guarantee, of course they will not doubt it!  In such a public place, Chen Zhiming, the big boss of Zhiyuan Group, will naturally not break his promise.  Once he breaks his promise and acts so openly and openly, who will be willing to do business with him in the future?  Besides, a hotel is something more precious than life to hardworking chefs like them.  But for a wealthy man of Chen Zhiming¡¯s level, it¡¯s really not that amazing!  Just like Zhu Zhaowei before, he was able to open another hotel in a fit of anger. In this kind of battle of loyalty, he was willing to open two hotels, let alone Chen Zhiming's direct guarantee.  "Okay, let's compete!" The final format of the competition was decided, and this chef competition in Jiangnan City will continue every five years. In addition to the original reward, the first place will also be eligible for Lin Feng's competition.  Oh, no, it¡¯s the second place. The first place has been reserved by Lin Feng. These guys don¡¯t have the ability to score ninety-nine points!  And if that person beats Lin Feng, he can win a top hotel in Jiangnan City.  The fourth round of the competition started again, because except for those tonight, no one cooked anything, so they jumped off the stage in a hurry.  But this time the fourth round was missing the monster Lin Feng, and he booked the first place in the competition.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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