A staff member quickly brought over the egg fried rice. The portion was small—not even a full spoonful for each person—but it was enough for a taste.
The seven of them each took a bite, their expressions shifting from disdain to shock, and finally to realization and bitterness.
Xu Minxia took in their every expression. "I assume you have no further objections?"
Lin Yi gave a wry smile. "The new generation truly surpasses the old. I never thought her cooking skills would be this incredible."
Another person remained unconvinced. "Even if her egg fried rice was delicious, mine is definitely top-notch. There's no way it was bad enough to get me eliminated."
"That's right. Shen Lu's egg fried rice was flawless in both its seasoning and heat control, I'll admit that. But my egg fried rice sells for 188 Star Coins a plate out there. I should have had no problem passing the second round."
