Almighty Shenhao: The strongest street stall system

If you talk about Lin Li's dishes, it just conquered the stomachs of this group of chefs.Lin Li's selfless words conquered their hearts.

At this moment, Tian Wen really understood that he was not wronged at all when he lost to Lin Li, because he was far behind in terms of cooking skills and moral character.

"I'm really proud that our Huaxia can produce a God of Cooking like Lin Li. Judges, can you give me a chance to present an award to Master Lin Lin!"

The judges agreed to Tian Wen's request.

Tian Wen held the God of Cooking medal and solemnly handed it to Lin Li.

The audience cheered.

"Wait!"

A discordant voice suddenly sounded.

Following the voice, this person turned out to be Park Jung-eun, followed by a few people who seemed to have an extraordinary temperament.

The audience present didn't know them, but Lin Li had a clear background. These were all bigwigs in the mobile phone industry, and almost all the people invited for the last auction came.

It made him feel bad.

Park Zhengen walked up to Lin Li and snatched the God of Cooking medal from Tian Wen's hand.

Lin Li thought he was going to fight, but unexpectedly, Park Zhengen didn't intend to fight.

"Hehe, you kid, you play around with us, and you live a pretty happy life. You even have time to come to participate in some kind of God of Cooking competition. Do you really think you are God of Cooking? It's a joke."

Park Jung-eun was very proud.

Lin Li didn't want to get entangled with him.

"Profit and loss in shopping malls are commonplace. Why can't you afford to lose one by one? Come to find trouble? If you want to fight, draw a path, and I will accompany you. If you dare not do it, get out of here! Say, let the fart go!"

These people didn't expect that Lin Li would dare to go mad at them, and they all looked at Lin Li in disbelief.

As for fighting, Park Jong-un wished he could kill Lin Li, but he knew in his heart that Lin Li was not as easy to deal with as he thought.

"We're not here to fight today, we're here to participate in today's MasterChef Competition."

After Park Jung-eun finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and the bosses gave way wisely, and then a team of chefs with different skin colors and looks walked in.

It turned out that Park Jong-un specially hired famous chefs from all over the world to humiliate Lin Li in this competition.

They knew they couldn't beat Lin Li, but they could still do this kind of humiliation.

"Sorry, I don't know where you guys came from, but today's MasterChef Competition is over, if you want to participate, come back next year."

The judges chased people away.

Du Huhu's violent temper could tell at a glance that this group of people came to deliberately make Lin Li unhappy.

"Don't even think about coming next year. This is our China's God of Cooking competition. All of you foreigners want to get involved? No way!"

"Okay, well said, foreigners get out."

There was a lot of scolding below.

Park Jung-eun didn't panic, but raised his voice.

"Hey, what, why are you so angry at this time? Could it be that you also know that your Huaxia cuisine is rubbish, so you dare not compare with us?"

Park Jung-eun is ecstatic.

"You fucking say it again, you rotten stick, your ancestors learned their civilization from our Chinese, what right do you have to say that our Chinese cuisine is rubbish, and you deserve it."

Someone couldn't help scolding.

As a stickman, Park Jung-eun hates others talking about the past history the most, especially the history when they were vassals of China, which has long been completely lost by this group of scumbags who have forgotten their ancestors.

"Stop talking nonsense. I said that Chinese cuisine is not good, but he just can't. Otherwise, why don't you dare to compare with me? Lin Li, if I heard you right, you just said that you want to promote Chinese cuisine, why now? You are given such a good opportunity to prove your own strength in front of the chefs all over the world, but you are cowardly, which is really despised."

Everyone present was filled with indignation. If it weren't for the arrester Liu Shishi beside Lin Li, someone would have gone up to fight.

"Hit him, mess with him, kill him!"

"Everyone, don't get excited. China is a country of etiquette. Naturally, we won't be irritated by the few words of these barbarians. In this way, we will become the same people as them."

Lin Li said loudly, trying to calm the emotions of these people.

Then ask Park Jung-eun.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Of course it's a competition. I came here specially to see your cooking skills. How about it? Do you agree?"

Park Jung-eun is now certain that Lin Li will agree, because Lin Li loves face.

Sure enough, Lin Li went straight into the set.

"I promise!"

"Okay, you're kind." Although there were some twists and turns, things finally moved in the direction he expected, and Park Jung-eun let out a sigh of relief.

"The competition method is very simple. These are chefs we have invited from all over the world."

"This is a Michelin five-star chef, this is Dongying's master chef, and more."

Park Jung-eun pointed to the people behind him, and introduced them in a murmur for a long time, posing their scary titles one by one,
But he didn't frighten Lin Li.

"Okay, let's talk about how to compare."

Lin Li ignored him, making Park Jong-un feel like he was punching cotton.

"It's not that I look down on you Huaxia chefs, how about this, as long as you can win against any of the chefs, I promise to apologize to all Huaxia people and admit that your Huaxia cuisine is the best in the world."

Lin Li nodded, that's good.

"If you lose, you kid will kowtow to me in front of everyone, and admit that Huaxia cuisine is the most rubbish thing. How about it, do you dare to compare?"

Lin Li looked at Park Zheng-en, wishing he could kill that bastard with one punch.

"Your grandfather and I have never regretted what we promised, nor have we ever been afraid!"

Lin Li accepted Park Jung-eun's invitation to the competition. It was originally just a God of Cooking competition in Shanghai, but it suddenly turned into a world-class Master of Cooking competition.

The reporter who originally hosted the event was now so excited that he was about to cry.

What a gimmick this is, what a great opportunity, if this match is reported, she will definitely become famous.

"You kid is bringing shame on yourself. I have eaten Huaxia's food. Bah, rubbish."

The one who spoke was a bald head chef who was also a Michelin five-star chef.He was very tall, and his green eyes gave people a sense of oppression, but Lin Li was not afraid of him.

"I said stupid, if you can't speak in the future, let me teach you how to say it."

Before the bald man could react, Lin Li punched him directly in the face, and with a bang, the bridge of the man's nose was instantly shattered.

The Michelin five-star chef lay on the ground in pain and yelled.

Park Jong-un wanted to find trouble, but found that the onlookers were applauding one after another. Seeing that he was in danger of being beaten if he got ahead, he had no choice but to shut up!