Mr. Feng’s name is Feng Huoyan. He probably got such a name because of the lack of fire in the five elements.

His personality is as fiery as his name. Even though he is now sixty years old, he is still decisive and decisive in his work. He glanced at both the host and guest and the representatives in the audience and directly announced: "Today is based on diligence."

According to the rules, Jang Geum Hotel challenges the old place, and the content of the competition is kimchi. If the host, the old place, loses, Jang Geum Hotel will specify the reopening time; if the challenger, Jang Geum Hotel, loses, after the old place opens,

The business is not allowed to open within a month, and posters of the old place must be hung outside the store to promote the old place. Do both parties have any objections?"

Zhang Zhao and Pu Jisu both said no. Feng Huoyan nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the other four judges and said: "Today I am serving as a judge together with the four of them. I only want to remind you that I hope that the four of them can uphold fairness and do not

Favoritism due to national issues..."

The four judges headed by Chang Aiguo nodded at the same time, and the two Nanbang judges shouted repeatedly: "He has that chicken, he has that chicken..." Representatives from major hotels in the audience could be heard.

I couldn't help but laugh, and thought to myself, what does it have to do with you whether others have chickens or not?

"Everyone, please be quiet." Feng Huoyan coughed heavily: "Now the competition officially begins, the guest side invites first. Well... because this time it is a competition with... kimchi, so it shouldn't cost anything.

Time, please take out the prepared kimchi directly."

To be honest, Mr. Feng has a lot of resentment. Compared with kimchi? What kind of thing is this? Isn’t it a waste of the judges? The content of such a competition can only be imagined by Bangzi...

However, as the president of the Chudu Catering Association, the old man has to hold on to his opinions no matter how big his opinion is. If he explodes, the Chudu Catering Industry will not turn into the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? Therefore, we can only go through the procedures and prepare to eat two

The next comment on the chopsticks is over. Leave early so as not to get caught again when you look back.

"I'm sorry, President Feng, but I'm afraid you don't know much about the kimchi of Korea..."

Hearing Feng Huoyan's words, Pu Zhisu smiled contemptuously. She shook her clothes and stood up. She took a white hand towel from a stick girl behind her and wiped her hands, then wiped her mouth, and then said slowly: "I

I think it is necessary for me to explain it to you and all the colleagues here so that you can understand the breadth and depth of kimchi from Korea."

"Bah bah——"

Representatives from major restaurants in the audience felt like vomiting. Pickled cabbage is so profound and profound. Pu Bangzi, can you be more fantasy-like?

"Oh?" Feng Huoyan glanced at Pu Zhisu and suppressed his anger: "Okay, you can tell me."

"Thank you, President Feng."

Pu Zhisu glanced at the audience proudly: "Everyone, my Korean kimchi is different from the simple pickles in your country. I am the number one writer, educator, thinker, military strategist and geographer in my country.

Created by Mr. Confucius Kong Zhongni...it is the essence of Confucius cuisine. Well, let me add one more thing..."

"Slow, wait!"

Chang Aiguo waved his hand to stop Park Jisu, and stood up with a sneer: "Boss Park, right? Ordinarily, as a judge, I shouldn't question you. But why can't my old man understand? When did I come from China?

Sage Kong became a member of your Kingdom of Korea and developed kimchi? Can you explain it?"

Mr. Chang has always been a very professional person. Although he has a hot temper, he can still be clear-minded when he is a judge. This time, he really couldn't bear it anymore. As a proletarian patriot, the old man really can't accept it.

Park Ji-su's practice of moving at will for Kong Sage.

Feng Huoyan frowned, but did not stop Chang Aiguo. He had long since stopped listening...

The representatives of the major hotels in the audience were also in a turbulent mood. Everyone is fighting within themselves. When encountering this kind of thing, we must unanimously report it to the outside world. Who is Mr. Kong? Except for the few years during the special period, when was he criticized?

But they are all representative figures of our Huaxia country. Your Bangzi country is a place as big as a palm, so it is worthy of it! Even Miss Yang, who always pays the most attention to maintaining her manners, is paying attention to Pu Bangzi fiercely.

Woolen cloth......

Zhou Yi also sneered, looking at Pu Zhisu as if he were looking at a stupid old fool, the kind who is congenitally mentally retarded.

"Haha, hahaha..."

Unexpectedly, Pu Zhisu burst out laughing after listening to Mr. Chang's words. The two stick judges shook their heads repeatedly, and the two stick girls even smiled at each other. Looking at the virtues of this group of stick guys, it seems that the Chinese people here are simply

It's just unreasonable, and they don't even bother to argue with it.

Pu Zhisu sighed and said with a deep expression: "Mr. Chang, I'm afraid you have misunderstood, or you don't know the history clearly. The best historians in our country have verified that your country's Lu Province, um

That is, the hometown of Mr. Confucius actually belonged to our Great Goryeo Empire thousands of years ago, so it is a fact recognized by the world that Mr. Kongqiu is a native of Great Goryeo."

"Bah! That's just fart!"

"It's not just fart, it's bullshit!"

"It still smells like shit! I'm tired..."

Before Mr. Chang could refute it, the audience suddenly burst into shouts and curses. This kimchi competition was about to turn into a debate about Confucius' country.

"It's so vulgar..."

Pu Zhisu picked up a white handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth with a look of disdain: "Everyone's performance can only further prove that Mr. Confucius who advocated the revival of Zhou rites can only be a native of our country. Even in the history of the world, Mr. Confucius

The Zhou Dynasty, which is the most etiquette and a model for future generations, must also be the territory of our great Goryeo..."

"I'm really tired... Is Little Bangzi looking for a beating? Do you really think I can only pick up a spoon?"

"Damn it, let him get away with it and compete with others? He doesn't deserve it!"

"Haha, President Feng, what would you say when faced with such a scene?"

Park Jisu looked at Feng Huoyan with a smile, acting like a nobleman who had received the best education.

"Everyone, be quiet and don't let outsiders see the joke..."

Feng Huoyan snorted coldly and emphasized the word 'outsider': "Boss Park, your Changjin Hotel is still open in Chudu after all. Do you want to make an enemy of the entire Chudu catering industry?

"

"I'm sorry, President Feng. When it comes to national honor, I don't care what kind of personal losses I will suffer..."

Park Ji-su smiled slightly: "Perhaps this is the biggest difference between our Korean nation and your people? Now I would like to ask, can we start the competition?"

"You can start the game, but you have to add some bets!"

Zhou Yi sneered, stood up, and said loudly: "If the old place loses, it will no longer do catering; if you lose, not only will it be closed for a month, but you will also have to admit in public that the historians of your Koryo Kingdom are all dogs." Shit, Saint Kong is a Chinese from my country and has nothing to do with you guys, how about that?"

"Okay, I should add this, this guy is tough!"

"You are tough, but who is this? Mr. Zhang hasn't spoken yet, so he can offer such conditions on behalf of his old place?"

The audience immediately started talking, and everyone looked at Zhou Yi with admiration and curiosity. Even the judges on the stage, Yang Cai, the flower of the food world, also looked at Zhou Yi curiously.

"We will definitely win. Of course we can agree to this condition..."

Pu Zhisu smiled, as if his evil plot had succeeded: "But who are you, are you qualified to represent the old place?"

"If he is not qualified, I'm afraid not many people will be qualified..."

Zhang Zhao chuckled and stood up, pointed at Zhou Yi and said: "His words are my Zhang Zhao's words. Now it's up to you, Brother Pu, if you have the courage to add this bet."

Anyway, it is a sure win, Zhang Zhao is afraid of a bird.

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