Urban Strengthening System

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Everyone collectively followed the prestige, and found that it was Liu Yijin, the king of the gold knife chef.

At this time, Liu Yijin looked at the dish on Yehong's table with disdain.

"Chef King Liu, I don't know what you think?"

Mo Tianlin frowned.

His tone was already a little angry, but unfortunately Liu Yijin, who was absorbed in his emotions, did not seem to hear it.

Liu Yijin shook his head and said with a sneer: "What said Bailong vomiting fog is nothing but a trick work made with some simple ingredients.

White radishes, noodles, silver moon cod, but it's just bad street stuff.

Even the home-made noodles made by Zhang Yuchen are more expensive than these things! "

Suddenly named Zhang Yuchen opened his mouth in amazement, but said nothing.

And Liu Yijin held his arms and continued to sneer at Bailong: "I think this ordinary dish is simply insulting the famous name of the Chef God Competition!"

"So..." Mo Tianlin expressed a deep meaning in his eyes, "Do you always think that Ye Hong's ingredients are not enough?"

"Exactly!" Liu Yijin raised his head high, his expression proud.

But to his surprise, none of the judges agreed with his opinion. Instead, he persuaded him not to make trouble with a bitter smile.

Jiang Guchan, in particular, shook his head and sighed, "Liu Chef Wang, you blamed Yehong for this.

This dish is not only about the ingredients, but also..."

However, the angry Liu Yijin couldn't listen to persuasion and directly interrupted Jiang Guchan's words.

"You even think I'm making trouble?!"

Liu Yijin's eyes widened, his pale beard shuddered with anger.

"We have our own criteria for judging, please ask Chef Liu to not provoke trouble."

Mo Tianlin also lost patience and waved his hand with a cold face: "Fang Yaoting, count the score results at this stage!"

But Liu Yijin's stubbornness is far beyond everyone's expectations.

I saw that he seemed to have forgotten the identity of the group of people in front of him, blowing his beard and glaring and shouting, "No!

I now have reason to suspect that your shameless people are sheltering Yehong! "

Everyone was stunned.

Is Liu Yijin crazy?

Does he know who he is talking to? !

Mo Tianlin's patience has reached an extreme.

As the supreme of Jiangnan Province, he was rarely scolded by people with such a shame.

He originally respected Liu Yijin's age and identity, so he could persuade him.

Unexpectedly, the other party pushed his nose to his face, which made Mo Tianlin really angry.

"In this case, you don't have to count the results of Fang Yaoting.

The elimination of this round is Liu Yijin and Liu Chuwang! "

Hearing Mo Tianlin's words, Liu Yijin was shocked, and then furiously said: "Have you heard? Isn't this shady?"

Between the anxious fire, he suddenly shook his face, showing his painful face.

Immediately fell to the ground, hands clasped his heart position.

Large drops of cold sweat rolled off his pale forehead.

"Medicine...medicine..."

Liu Yijin murmured.

"Oops! I heard that Chef Liu has angina!"

Among the crowd, someone exclaimed suddenly.

And Mo Tianlin and others have changed their complexion, and they are in a hurry.

"Ginger, Jiang Old, please help us to see!"

Everyone remembered that there was an ancient medical holy hand beside him.

Jiang Guchan squatted beside Liu Yijin, groped in his arms, and finally found a small brown-yellow medicine bottle.

He shook the empty bottle, a wry smile on his face.

This bottle presumably contains the medicine that Liu Yijin took during the angina pectoris, but it seems to have just run out.

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