Everyone looked around and found that it was the Golden Knife Chef King Liu Yijin who spoke.
At this time, Liu Yijin was looking at the dish on Ye Hong's table with disdain.
"King Chef Liu, what do you have in mind?"
Mo Tianlin frowned.
His tone was already a little angry, but unfortunately Liu Yijin, who was immersed in his own emotions, didn't seem to hear it.
Liu Yijin shook his head and said with a sarcastic smile: "The White Dragon Breathing Mist is just a trick made with some simple ingredients.
White radish, noodles, and silver moon cod are just crappy street food.
Even the home-cooked noodles made by Zhang Yuchen are made of more expensive materials than these! "
Zhang Yuchen, who was suddenly called out, opened his mouth in shock, but didn't say anything.
Liu Yijin folded his arms and continued to sneer at Bai Long: "I think this kind of ordinary dish is an insult to the famous name of the God of Cooking Competition!"
"So." Mo Tianlin's eyes flashed with deep meaning, "You always feel that the ingredients used in Ye Hong's dish are not exquisite enough?"
"That's right!" Liu Yijin raised his head high and looked proud.
But to his surprise, none of the judges agreed with his opinion. Instead, they persuaded him with a wry smile not to cause trouble.
Jiang Guchan, in particular, shook his head and sighed: "King Chef Liu, you are wrongly blaming Ye Hong for this.
Not only does his dish use exquisite ingredients, but also "
However, Liu Yijin, who was so angry that he couldn't listen to the advice, directly interrupted Jiang Guchan's words.
"You actually think I'm making trouble?!"
Liu Yijin's big eyes widened, and his pale beard trembled with anger.
"We have our own criteria for judging, please Chef Liu not to cause trouble."
Mo Tianlin also lost his patience and waved his hand with a cold face: "Fang Yaoting, compile the scoring results at this stage!"
But Liu Yijin's stubbornness far exceeded everyone's expectations.
He seemed to have forgotten the identity of the group of people in front of him, blowing his beard and glaring, shouting: "No!
Now I have reason to suspect that you shameless people are covering up Ye Hong! "
Everyone present was stunned.
Is Liu Yijin crazy
Does he know who he is talking to? !
Mo Tianlin's patience had reached its limit.
As the supreme leader of Jiangnan Province, he rarely gets scolded like this.
He originally respected Liu Yijin's age and status, so he was able to persuade him.
Unexpectedly, the other party kicked his nose in his face, which really made Mo Tianlin furious.
"In this case, Fang Yaoting, you don't need to count the results.
The eliminated person in this round is Liu Yijin and Liu Chef King! "
Hearing Mo Tianlin's words, Liu Yijin was shocked at first, and then said angrily: "Did you hear this? Isn't this a shady story?!"
In the midst of his anger, he suddenly looked shocked and showed a look of pain.
Then he fell to the ground, clutching his heart with both hands.
Big drops of cold sweat rolled down his pale forehead.
"Medicine."
Liu Yijin murmured.
"Oops! I heard that Chef Liu has angina pectoris!"
Among the crowd, someone suddenly exclaimed.
Mo Tianlin and others' expressions also changed drastically, and they started to scramble.
"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, please help me quickly!"
Everyone felt relieved when they remembered that there was an ancient medical master beside them.
Jiang Guchan squatted next to Liu Yijin, groped in his arms, and finally pulled out a small brown medicine bottle.
He shook the empty bottle, a wry smile on his face.
This bottle must have contained the medicine Liu Yijin took when he had an angina attack, but it looked like it had just been used up.
(End of chapter)