"If I, Masayoshi Son, had been cooking for twenty-seven years and could not match a little girl, I would immediately apply for the revocation of my international celebrity chef qualification certificate and would never cook anymore!" Masayoshi Son was furious.

This is so bullying. A little girl who looks so cute at first glance can beat him in cooking! It's just a joke.

The three "Michelin" food appraisers looked at each other and read a potential line from Li Qingming's words. Could it be that Li Qingming is not allowed to ask for this copyright and completely let go. Does he really not value fame and fortune? Or is it true that the master sect he said is committed to promoting food, changing the dietary structure of the entire federal government, and changing the health of federal citizens.

If this is true, then his character will be too noble! It is worth worshipping by each of them! Then his speech that is too frivolous and even humiliating at the moment is nothing. Because, he is to prove that every family can make 'golden fried rice'.

And the cost is really not high. Eggs and rice are something that every family can afford. However, it can change the eating habits of the entire Federation and make the citizens of the entire Federation stronger!

This is a great act of kindness! If it really comes true, perhaps he would have won the highest medal of honor in the federal - the Knight of Freedom.

But, is this really possible? The three of them remained rational.

Li Qingming ignored what the outside world said and whispered in the little girl's ear for a while.

Everyone looked at the two of them, wanting to know what Li Qingming was saying in the little girl's ear.

Humph, it must be something conspiracy. I want to take this opportunity to distract me. I will never be angry with you. Son no longer goes to see the two, but focuses on his own golden fried rice.

About a minute, the little girl turned her big eyes, then nodded, jumped over, stood on a bench, and started to fry rice.

"Chef Li Qingming, this is related to your future. Are you sure you want to do this? We won't give you a second chance!" The Michelin jury reminded again. However, this is more of a test, testing the popularity of this golden fried rice.

Li Qingming looked confident.

"I said that golden fried rice is the hard work of my master. Although it is easy to be imitated, it is difficult to master the essence. Without my guidance, his famous chef is not as good as a little girl! He is just a roadside stall owner for twenty-seven years." Li Qingming said proudly.

Everyone looked at each other. This cowhide was too much, but in this case, he still dared to say this. Could it be that there is really some essence in it? However, I can't say anything at this moment, and everything can only wait for the result to come out.

"Ah~~~~ The eggs are battered!" the little girl suddenly screamed.

The audience around covered their faces.

Li Qingming hurried over. I had already told her that she didn't need to do anything. She just put oil, beat eggs, and add rice, and then stir-fry them. The ingredients inside were the key to this victory.

"Uh, uncle, I'm having a bad meal, what should I do?" The little girl looked at Li Qingming pitifully.

Everyone was speechless again, all of whom looked down on Li Qingming.

Li Qingming looked carefully and his face turned dark. This little guy was deliberately making trouble!

"Don't make trouble on purpose, okay? I clearly saw you making trouble on purpose!" Li Qingming whispered, "And I see your hands, there are a thin layer of cocoons in the tiger's mouth and palm. You clearly have gone to the kitchen!"

"Hmph, you're smart. Uncle, if you want me to cook rice well, then you have to promise me a condition!" The little girl pouted and hummed with a light nose.

"What conditions?" Li Qingming asked vigilantly.

"Because my father and sister don't like me, and they only curse me all day long, I sneaked out and was homeless. If you want to take me in, I will cook well. Otherwise, I will just mess around! Humph!" said the little girl with a cunning look.

Li Qingming felt like he was on a pirate ship. This little girl is a thief, a thief. Why did she rely on herself for such a thing? But at this moment, it is difficult to get off the tiger.

"As long as you don't do anything randomly, I promise you! But if your parents want someone, I can't take you in!" Li Qingming said vigilantly.

"Hehe, uncle, don't worry, they won't care about me! Okay, just watch it. Although they are young, they have cooked and made food by themselves since they were young! I won't eat those things." The little girl stopped joking, but focused on the pot of golden fried rice in front of her.

At this time, Masayoshi Son's golden fried rice had been officially released. A bowl of fragrant golden fried rice was brought to the three Michelin jury.

The three of them looked carefully and nodded repeatedly.

Not long after, the little girl's golden fried rice came out.

Hey! Everyone looked surprised when they saw the little girl's golden fried rice.

This surprise is not better than Masayoshi Son's. In terms of color, it cannot be compared with Masayoshi Son's golden fried rice. But it is not much worse than Uncle Xiang. Li Qingming asked himself that he was just around the corner. This little girl was skillful just now, and except for her slightly weaker strength, the rest was really no worse than ordinary adults.

Although Son was surprised by the little girl's skillful skills in fried rice, he definitely didn't believe that he would lose to a little girl. Especially in front of the "Michelin" food appreciator, he never believed that he would lose.

The three food appreciators were also secretly surprised. They didn't expect that this pink and cute little girl, like a doll, was so powerful. Looking at her hands, she didn't want to take a spoon, but she was skillful in her skills. Of course, no matter how surprised they were, they would never forget their jobs.

Under the attention of everyone, the three began to evaluate.

"Chef Masayoshi Son's bowl of golden fried rice has a delicate and even color, and the rice grains are full. It makes people feel appetite and taste five stars when they look at it. As for this bowl, the color is uneven, the rice grains are shriveled, and the quality can only be given two stars at most!" The three Michelin chefs all gave their own evaluations.

Masayoshi Son looked proud. The little girl looked angry, and Dayoufu was only able to win two stars.

Li Qingming was very satisfied with the result. This little girl gave him an unexpected surprise and was of great help to his plan.

Now at the end, it depends on the taste.

The review of any dish, in the end, is one word: taste.

What's the taste is the key.

At this time, the three of them spooned Masayoshi Sun's golden fried rice together, put it in their mouths, and chewed it carefully and slowly. This is their evaluation procedure. Only by chewing it carefully and swallowing it slowly can the real taste of a dish be tasted.

After a long time, the three nodded.

"The taste is delicious and the taste is moderately soft and hard. It is an unprecedented dish in the entire Federation. You can give five stars in terms of taste." The three gave extremely high ratings. Two five stars, which is Michelin's highest rating.
Chapter completed!