The heart is uneven, may not be able to judge with prejudice.

"You dare not!" Zhai Ling was more and more unwilling and insistent. She turned to the public and said, "the so-called highest level cooking competition is just a cover for following the trend. Whoever has money can give it to whom. If you look at your slogans and slogans, don't you feel blushed?"

"Zhai Ling, you are questioning the past golden spoon chef and insulting our professional ethics." A famous gourmet and one of the judges stood up with a cold face.

Zhai Ling's eyes flashed: "I didn't say that all people cheat, but there must be someone who practices favoritism."

"Malpractice for personal gain?" Li Weiyin couldn't listen. "I cooked dishes in front of you. The score is to remove the highest and lowest comprehensive score. The scores of each judge are also open and transparent. If you say that not everyone is faking, then who is cheating?"

"Even if the score can't be fake, everyone knows that you are a big sponsor. Maybe the title is set by you. I don't know how many times I've practiced at home to compete with me. Is it fair?" Zhailing stares at Li Weiyin coldly.

"If you say that, even if you taste my food, you will think it's fake, won't you?" Li Weiyin sneered, "in fact, you are so angry, not because you feel adulterated, but because you happen to be the highest score of the eliminated."

Being exposed by Li Weiyin, Zhai Ling screamed angrily and shyly: "what do you know? I'm not willing to do what? Look at my hands. How much have we paid to learn to cook? Take a look at your hands, where do you look like people who enter the kitchen all the year round? You have money and power, why do you want to judge the future of others? What do you want to spend money on? You have to pay for gold plating here.

What's wrong if you want to be fair when it's clearly unfair? "

Zhai Ling held out her hand. Her hand was not slender, even had scars and burns. She held out the middle finger of her left hand: "when we just made the side dishes, this finger has never been better. Day after day, the new wound covers the old one, and it will deform."

She also showed the palm of her hand: "the knife wounds on her hands are nothing, these scalds: there are pan scalds, oil jumps, oven burns, steam..."

Zhai Ling seemed to have expressed most of the people's wishes. They could not help but spread out their rough hands and looked at each scar. Compared with them, Li Weiyin's hands were soft and slender, not like the hands of a chef.

Her scars and choking words aroused sympathy from many people.

"I'm not a cook. Why should I be like you?" Li Weiyin hums and laughs, "as you said, I've been in a good family since I was a child. I'm just a hobby learning to cook. I'm not unhurt, but I'm rich. The maintenance cost of my hands is more than 200000 a year."

200000 may be the annual salary of many senior chefs, and they will take it for maintenance!

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes to Li Weiyin are somewhat complicated.

"But I have money. I was born in a rich family. That shouldn't be the reason why I'm condemned?" Li Weiyin strode to the operating platform and held the dried silk in her basin to Zhai Ling. "I cut it in front of everyone. I'm only 23 years old. That's right. But I can't do this without ten years of knife work."

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