Urban Super Food City System

"I feel ashamed that you dare to serve such unpalatable food. You actually compete with a gourmet like you!"

"Notary, is this the gourmet that you think has a score of 90 or more?"

“This dish is worthless at all!”

Pan Guoxiong tried his best to belittle Wei Suoyu, saying that the notary's face was very ugly.

In the dish just now, they really tasted a good taste.

Whether it's the aroma, texture, or taste of food.

Even nutrition matching, food presentation.

They are all impeccable.

This plate of sixties and the plate of sixties just now look the same on the surface, but because they have been placed in the pot for too long.

Therefore, they were not sure that Wei Suoyu's dish would still taste good.

They didn't even have the slightest doubt that Pan Guoxiong made such an exaggerated action, and they felt that it was a certainty.

But Lao Zhao frowned tightly, and when Pan Guoxiong wasted a sixtieth year, he immediately yelled loudly:

"If you don't eat it, let me eat it! You bastard! What kind of skill is it to waste C-level food!"

Old Zhao couldn't bear it. Ever since he ate Wei Suoyu's dish once, he couldn't refuse any of Wei Suoyu's dishes.

They even send people to Wei Suoyu's store every day to pick a kind of wild game and bring it to the company to eat.

He didn't dare to go there in person, otherwise he would be discovered, and where would he put his face as the new president?
Lao Zhao's loud shouts shocked the audience so much that they dared not speak, and the air at the scene seemed to freeze.

"C-level food? Is this person joking? How could it be C-level food."

"I also think that Pan Guoxiong is a shrewd person. How could he challenge a C-level gourmet and make a move to die?"

"Don't make wild guesses, take a closer look, who is the person talking?"

"Who? Oh my god, isn't that the new president of the XJ City Gourmet Association? He's actually here!"

"The president of the Gourmet Association doesn't talk nonsense, does he? Could it be that the dish is really a C-level gourmet?"

The audience was confused, Lao Zhao's reaction was completely opposite to Pan Guoxiong's.

I don't know who is right and who is wrong.

The party involved, Wei Suoyu, was very calm.

He kept staring at Pan Guoxiong's licked lower lip, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? With your dish, it's barely even a D-level gourmet! How dare you call it a C-level gourmet?"

Pan Guoxiong became more and more enthusiastic, as if what he said was true.

But his tongue still couldn't help licking his lower lip, where the fragrance of sixty-year-old armor remained.

His eyes still glanced at the plate of sixties from time to time, thinking that it would be over soon.

After it was over, he quickly disposed of the plate of sixtieth armor, otherwise it would be bad if someone found out.

"Don't say any more, I believe that Mr. Wei must have extraordinary cooking skills. This dish is just waiting for me to enter, and it has been left in the pot for a long time."

The woman said softly, she also appealed to everyone, hoping that everyone could give Wei Suoyu another chance.

"Why? This is a competition! It's not an ordinary exchange!"

"I'm betting my entire career! You can't be so shameless!"

When Pan Guoxiong said this, his face turned red.

"If you want to be really shameless, who would be as shameless as you?"

At this time, Wei Suoyu finally spoke.

He is extremely confident in his food, and when Pan Guoxiong spat out his sixtieth in one gulp, he didn't feel confident and had the urge to taste it.