Chapitre 222: Wait A Minute

Hence, he took up his knife and fork, cut off a small piece of chicken cutlet with it, and put it into his mouth with a frown.

The other judges stared at him as if he had taken some kind of poison and would fall to the ground in the next second.

After that, the judges' table fell into dead silence.

In the middle of the venue, the host was still enthusiastically explaining and crazily delivering, "Now, we can see that one of the judges has already started tasting it. I wonder what kind of evaluation the judges will make! Eh... What was going on? Why was there no movement from the judges after they finished eating? Could it be that this fried chicken was too horrible and they couldn't think of any good words? Indeed, with Chef Wang's perfect braised young chicken, it's indeed difficult for others to surpass it. In my opinion, this fried chicken can only get 7 points at most..."

Suddenly, a strange cry from the judges interrupted his commentary.