The old man's words resonated deeply with the many contestants present.
"Right, just plain old lamb stewed with radish, any housewife can make that."
"Exactly, our restaurant's apprentices can all make better than that."
"Heh, the stew is completely mediocre and still came in first place, it's obviously rigged, right?"
In the midst of the noisy discussions, the old man seated at the center of the judge's panel said, "You're not wrong, this lamb stewed with radish indeed has many flaws, first of all, the lamb is not delicate enough, not top-notch; moreover, the variety of radish used is not the best, and the cooking method is also quite ordinary, but what can't be denied is that this is the real food we judges should be eating."
This statement stunned the crowd.
"This is the real food for the judges? Could it be that other team's dishes cannot be eaten?"
"Damn, what does he mean by that?"
