Soon, a bowl of soup cabbage and a bowl of golden fried rice were served on the table.

Liu Chang was not as impatient as those students. The reason why he wanted to eat now was that he was greedy and that he wanted to see what the difference was. He had tasted Masayoshi Son's golden fried rice and knew how good it was.

But at this moment, looking horizontally and vertically, Li Qingming's bowl of fried rice, both in terms of color and graininess, is far from the bowl of Son Masayoshi's golden fried rice he just brought.

"Xiao Ming, this is a bit big!" Liu Chang frowned.

The difference in comparison is a bit big. Looking at the two bowls of "golden fried rice" with a very big gap, Liu Chang said that he was a little frustrated.

"Brother, do you regret it? If you regret it, it's still time!" Li Qingming teased.

Liu Chang shook his head.

"It's not scary to have a gap, but what's scary is that you can't find out where the problem is. We..." Liu Changzheng explained his life experience with a serious face, preparing to help Li Qingming find the problem and then surpass it. Although the time is short, as long as you work hard, there is always hope. But in the blink of an eye, when he saw Li Qingming's relaxed look, he suddenly realized.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. Liu Chang picked up the spoon and ate without saying a word.

"Huh!" Liu Chang found something wrong with the first sip. The fragrance and the taste of the rice grains were not available to Son.

Not long after, Liu Chang ate all the golden fried rice. During this period, he never touched the soup and cabbage.

After eating, close your eyes and savor it.

"Your golden fried rice is better than his. Although his golden fried rice is better than you in appearance, isn't the food competition the taste?" Liu Chang exclaimed, "Sure enough, authentic is authentic!"

Li Qingming smiled.

Afterwards, Liu Chang tasted the "Supplemented Cabbage" that he had been dreaming of for a long time. This time, he ate three small bowls of rice and rice, and ate this bowl of souped cabbage that was enough for three people to eat.

"Xiao Ming, I just served your bowl of soup and cabbage. I made this decision in vain. Delicious! Life is not in vain!" Liu Chang felt endless satisfaction.

"Brother, I am grateful for your decision. At the most difficult time I seem to be. However, I will not let you down." Li Qingming was full of confidence. "Although gold fried rice looks simple, it is very knowledgeable. He cannot learn the essence of it just by relying on pictures. His mistake is that he has never tasted my golden fried rice!"

If he had tried it, with Masayoshi Son's ability, he would probably see through the secrets and the most critical secrets. If he had to see through it, he would not be so sure of this game.

"Xiao Ming, this time I actually chose to help you, and there are my own reasons. Don't care too much about my choice. But okay, if you have anything to help me now, just give me instructions, I will help you now!" Liu Chang said with a smile, without any airs.

"Then I'm not polite!" Li Qingming smiled and then began to prepare everything with Liu Chang.

When they finish everything, it's already dawn.

At this time, Uncle Xiang had already gotten up. After the three of them conducted the final inspection, they began to go to the celebration ceremony site.

"My good morning, little master!" As soon as the door was opened, there was a neat sound of good morning outside.

The earliest 47 fans from Jiangcheng University stood here in unison. As for the other students, after learning that they were arrested and the warning from the school leaders, they did not dare to have any contact with Li Qingming again. There were only these 47 fans, and they were not afraid. So, after receiving the news that Li Qingming came out safely, they contacted privately and went to cheer for Li Qingming today.

"We are here to cheer for the little master! We will win today!" Many students raised their arms and shouted.

"Thank you! Then let's go!" Li Qingming clasped his fists to thank him.

His biggest gain during this period was this group of die-hard fans. Liu Chang, who was standing by, also sighed that this is the warmth and coldness of humanity that those large consortiums do not have.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the celebration site.

The theme of every year's celebration is the same. Thank you for your ancestors for building this super city so that they can live and work in this harsh environment. Because it is thanksgiving, the celebration is extremely simple and there is no extravagance.

The only difference from previous years is that after this year's celebration, someone immediately put two neat sets of kitchen supplies on it. All the emotions of the audience were ignited at this moment.

"The gratitude celebration has ended, and now it is the authentic arena competition that everyone is most looking forward to. The matter of who is authentic in the recent "Golden Fried Rice" has been aroused, and I believe everyone is looking forward to it. Now, one of our two protagonists: Mr. Li Qingming, nicknamed Little Master, appears! But he is really young!" With the introduction of a beautiful emcee on the scene, Li Qingming appeared.

"So young, it's fake at first glance. How could it be that delicious 'golden fried rice'? So huh~~~~~" When Li Qingming came on stage, there was a burst of boos from the audience.

Although there were also cheering students such as Zhu Qianfeng, it was so insignificant compared to the booings of thousands of people around.

However, all this will not affect Li Qingming. He has already made the worst plan and booed, but it is just a proverb of guilt!

"Now, I invite Chef Son, who has been cooking for twenty-seven years and has worked hard to develop the 'golden fried rice', to make a debut!" The partiality in the emcee's words is already extremely obvious. This is not even comparable, so I will introduce the authenticity there.

There were also cheers in the audience, and the sound was surging.

At this moment, Qin Heluo in the office also turned on the TV. Today, she rarely put down her work and turned on the TV to watch the duel.

In this duel, she decided that Li Qingming lost. Jiang Fugui pushed everything behind her back. From the beginning, this duel was unfair. Although it was the cooking skills of the two of them in the end, compared with cooking skills, off-site factors also had a great impact. For example, the cheering of this crowd, such as the emcee, all these seem to have nothing to do with cooking skills, but they will affect you.

What's more, Masayoshi Sun's cooking skills are recognized. In comparison, head-on battles, at least in terms of "Golden Fried Rice", Qin Heluo is not optimistic about Li Qingming. But he insisted, so what is his chance of winning?

Hey! Qin Heluo suddenly felt surprised. She saw a figure from the live TV screen, a figure that made the entire Heluo Consortium very troubled, but she shouldn't have appeared here. What should she get involved in this occasion?

"Where is Xiaoqin? Report to me immediately!" Qin Heluo immediately issued an order.
Chapter completed!