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Chapter 212

After a pause, Lu Xixin's tone suddenly became sharp, and her whole body's temperament changed, as if a critical moment was approaching and a storm was about to come.

She glanced at everyone coldly and said in a disdainful tone: "Fortunately, everyone here prides themselves on justice and is eager to stand up for others. I just made a judgment about Tang and others. I didn't even say anything excessive, let alone slander.

Chef Huang himself, please be kind to me. He directly attacks me personally, slanders me, maliciously speculates on me, and even confuses right and wrong. He is such a strong and righteous man!"

These words were like a downpour, instantly waking up everyone present.

Whether it was the octogenarian or the first man, all of them were blushing and extremely embarrassed. Think about it carefully, Lu Xixin only said one sentence from the beginning to the end, "This soup is not good", and these people who think they are righteous

He is a good person, but he often makes all kinds of dirty words, and even says that Lu Xixin and dogs are not allowed inside.

How funny!

Most people are rational. After hearing what Lu Xixin said, he immediately began to reflect on himself.

But there are also some stubborn people who refuse to admit it.

They asked Lu Xixin: "Why do you say that Chef Huang's soup is not good?"

Lu Xixin wondered, her narrow phoenix eyes widened in confusion, and her pupils were as clear as a clear spring.

She was very puzzled: "This soup is not good in the first place." The heat was too high, one of the herbs was put in for too short a time, and too much salt was put in... There were contradictions everywhere, could they eat it?

Won't you come out?

The person who asked the question seemed to have caught Lu Xixin's pigtails and laughed proudly: "Look, admit it, you deliberately came to trouble Chef Huang. You just have a bad character and bullied Chef Huang.

Chef Huang is the gold medal winner in the last national chef competition. Chuanqiong Health Soup is the signature of Gushan Restaurant. Everyone who has tried it says it is good and no one dislikes it. Moreover, this soup is also very health-promoting. You are talking about soup for no reason.

No, I dare say it’s not slander!”

Hearing this, Lu Xixin was even more confused. She frowned and seemed surprised: "This soup is indeed not good. Can't you guys taste it?"

The person who asked the question sneered: "What's wrong? I think you are clearly looking for trouble on purpose!"

Huang Xinyan also had a steady expression. Although she wanted to show weakness in front of Shen Jiayao, it did not mean that she could tolerate others criticizing her cooking skills.

She has been a cook since she was a child, is the master's most proud disciple, and is the future heir of the ancient restaurant. Why should Lu Xixin say that her soup is not good?

When things got to this point, she was already angry. She didn't care about Shen Jiayao and just wanted to talk things over with Lu Xixin.

She took a step forward and looked at Lu Xixin with a solemn expression: "It's not that I can't accept criticism. Moreover, my cooking skills cannot be compared with the master's, but that doesn't mean that just anyone can humiliate me and accuse me!

"

Huang Xinyan's expression was cold and her tone was sonorous. She completely put away the white lotus look she had deliberately put on before, and instead looked squarely at Lu Xixin, wanting to clear her name.

"If you really think the soup is not good, just tell me one, two, three, so that I can be convinced!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were cheers all around, and everyone was impressed by Huang Xinyan's seven souls. They felt that this was the style of a famous chef, neither humble nor arrogant, with an upright temperament.

It deserves both praise and criticism.


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