Badges 5
Moments 241
The two of them strode towards the counters of the sponsored examinees. True to what Chairman said, Ye Xieren's ingredients were replaced with lower grade items while two of Lu Xinyi's were switched with a different one. This didn't look good at all. The texture and flavors would be far inferior from the rest if the examinees used it.
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"Disqualify her! The Shen family shouldn't have sent someone like her! She doesn't belong here!"
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When Tong Yan heard that Director Han would be joining the other judges for the last round, she abruptly stood up from her seat. Her excitement was replaced with terror. 'No! No! No! This shouldn't be happening!' she thought. Did the judges notice the problems with the ingredients?
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"I trust that you will settle everything, Zhiling." Chairman Han tucked his arms and saw Ye Xieren throwing a fit on his counter. Lu Xinyi wasn't the only one whose items got switched.
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"Unfortunately, there's a rat in our team." Chairman Han frowned and checked the other examinees struggling on their dish. "Someone purposely switched the ingredients for this round."
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Shen Yi's eyes showed the kind of gentleness he only gave his wife and these two children. He laid his hand lightly on Little Yuyan's head, running his fingers on her soft locks. The little girl was soothed by it. He slid down and kept his hand on her shoulder and whispered with a calming voice.
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'Yes, yes. Who does she think she is?' Lu Xinyi was nothing if the Shen family abandoned her. Tong Yan couldn't wait to see what would happen to Lu Xinyi.
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Lu Xinyi let out a slow, controlled breath and attempted to loosen her body movements. This wasn't a good time to panic. Was this a mistake in Silver Leaf's part, or was it a challenge for them? Worried that it wasn't the only one that was wrong, Lu Xinyi checked the other items on her box. Her heart sunk once again when she checked her flour. Instead of it being cake flour, regular all-purpose flour was added onto her box.
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Lu Xinyi had already expected this to happen. The audience might not notice, but for the experienced palate, one could pinpoint the problem in her dish. Compared to Ye Xieren's flawless dish, her noodles had a critical issue. Something that the judges couldn't overlook this time.
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Her dish was then presented to the judges. She held her breath as the covers were lifted up, revealing her beef noodles. Compared to Ye Xieren's Soba Noodles, her beef noodles was full of color. Consisting of a flavorful broth, shaved beef, tender white radish slices, lots of cilantro and garlic chives, deep red chili oil, and chewy handmade noodles—this Beef Noodle Soup was a very popular dish.
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By the time she was done, Lu Xinyi felt exhausted as if her whole energy had seeped out from her body. Staring at the noodles dish she had made, she was a bit skeptical with its taste. Usually, at least five hours needed to cook it; but with only one hour given to them, the taste wouldn't be at its best.
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Adding more flour on her countertop, she cut her dough in four parts. Lu Xinyi could already feel her shoulders and back aching from constant kneading of the dough. She hadn't done this technique for ages and was afraid that she'd forgotten what she learned from her father and Tian Lingyu.
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'What in all the seven hells is this woman doing?'
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Damn old man, always trying to find amusement from his subjects. He could only hope that his little sister had at least tried to practice making noodles, or else she was doomed to be a failure for this round. There were two common ways to make a noodle by hand, and he was sure that the hand-pulled noodles would be too hard for his sister. This meant the knife-cut option would be ideal for her.
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"It's okay, Zhichen. Mommy will make a yummier noodle next round," said Little Yuyan like she was stating the most obvious thing in the world.
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5. Meng Jiao (Sun Corporation) 4.50
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"Yes," Shen Yi agreed, making Yuan Jin roll his eyes. The man was clearly head over heels with his wife. Yuan Jin wouldn't be surprised if President Shen was totally whipped by his best friend. Shen Yi hadn't joined their conversations but watched his wife like a hawk from the sky.
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"Did you see it? Full marks for the first round! Oh, my god, Xinxin! I love you!" Xiao Lan squealed and shook Yuan Jin's arm much to his irritation. The pregnant woman was driving him insane ever since Lu Xinyi started befriending this woman.
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"Stop joking around, or I'll kick you back to the training camp." Tian Lingyu glared at him. His gaze went back to Lu Xinyi, wondering why she was involved with the Shen family when she should be married to Li Yuren any time soon.
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Han Zhiling kept silent, but her fingertips tapped the smooth table in front of her. Her eyes were watching Lu Xinyi like a hawk. She pondered how much did Lu Xinyi learn from her father. Lu Xinyi might have inherited Sun Meixiu's looks, but the fierceness and defiance in her eyes were very much alike to Han Zhiling's first love.
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