Gutlang nervously held the cigarette. It was his best chance when the pot came out. He wanted to take action, but at that time Gu Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at him, so scared that he did not dare to take action.
Now that five bowls of soup have been poured out, there is no chance of getting started in the pot.
"Damn it, that's all it has to be!"
After they brought the soup over, Gutlang gritted his teeth and finally pointed the cigarette launcher at Gu Zheng's pot, carefully pressed the button, and the small aircraft inside quickly flew out.
The reason why it is called an aircraft is that it can be controlled after flying out. It is just that it is too small and is inconvenient to control.
The aircraft was really small, and even Gutlang, the launcher, couldn't see it clearly. He vaguely saw the aircraft reaching the top of the soup pot, and hurriedly pressed the controller to let the aircraft land steadily inside the soup pot.
He kept looking at Gu Zheng's soup pot and felt relieved after watching a tiny black dot fall into it.
This will contaminate the other party's food again. It is indeed a bit late, but it will not be ineffective. After the five judges have finished eating, if the result is unfavorable to him, he can file a reconsideration.
When reconsidering, you need to use the remaining food in the pot.
If he asks for reconsideration, he will definitely offend these five judges, but at that time Gutlang won't care so much anymore, he will still reconsider even if he offends the judges.
There will definitely be problems with the food being reviewed, and he will be the winner when the time comes.
In doing so, he can also observe first to see if his Egyptian chef can win the ancient dispute. If the Egyptian chef wins, there will be no need for reconsideration.
The five judges have already begun to taste the chicken blood soup.
The first judge who drank the chicken blood soup was slightly stunned, his eyes were fixed there, and he quickly took a second sip. The other judges were similar to him. They were all stunned for a moment when they took the first sip, and then quickly drank it.
Take the second bite.
The delicious taste of Guzheng Chicken Blood Soup can only be experienced by those who have tasted it.
The five judges quickly drank the chicken blood soup in front of them. Watching them finish the chicken blood soup made by Gu Zheng, Gu Trang was happy and worried at the same time.
Fortunately, the judges had finished all the food. When he proposed a reconsideration, he could only use the contaminated food in Gu Zheng's pot. What he was worried about was the judges' attitude, which indirectly proved that the food made by Gu Zheng was indeed better.
His Egyptian chef, after all, the judges did not finish the delicacies made by the Egyptian chef.
But soon, Gutlang calmed down.
The current situation is quite favorable to him. As long as he can reconsider, he will be invincible. In other words, he cannot lose this time, he can only win.
No matter what means he uses, as long as he can win, all he wants is this result.
The judges announced the results quickly. They did not have complicated comments. After all, it was a gambling game between nobles. All they had to do was announce the results. However, this time the judges made an exception and first praised Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup.
In the end, as everyone expected, Gu Zheng's Chicken Blood Soup won.
Many people congratulated Sir Brown. Winning the ancient battle was also his victory.
"etc!"
Just as everyone was congratulating, Gutran suddenly shouted and strode over. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, including his Egyptian chef.
The Egyptian chef actually lost this time. The Egyptian chef was indeed a little frustrated, but it was not unacceptable. After all, the aroma made by Gu Zheng was so strong that he had been unsure before. The loss was expected by him.
He lost, but he didn't make any money, so he didn't lose much, so he didn't care much. What's more, it's not like he had never lost before, he had lost once before.
But at this moment, he didn't know why his boss came forward. Could it be that there was something else hidden?
"I request a reconsideration because I do not recognize the results he obtained!"
Gutlang stood in the middle, pointed at Guzheng with his finger, and said loudly. A faint smile appeared on the corner of Little John's mouth. After he handed the cigarette to Gutlang, he kept paying attention to him, knowing that he
When did you move your hands?
At first, he was a little surprised as to why he took action at that time, but later he figured out that Gutrang wanted to use reconsideration, so that if the Egyptian chef won, the other party would not find out that they had acted.
hands and feet.
In Little John's mind, Gutran did this because he didn't want to create a bigger enmity with Sir Brown. After all, others didn't know, but Sir Brown would definitely understand that someone was doing something, but they didn't catch it.
"What do you mean?"
The faces of the five judges all darkened, and one judge asked in a deep voice, "Reconsideration means questioning them, questioning their judgment, opposing them, doubting them. It's strange that they can look good on them."
"Dear Mr. Habway, I have no disrespect to you and other experts, but I really have deep doubts about the food he makes. I don't believe that the food he makes is as good as you say.
So I ask for reconsideration!”
Gutran first gave a complimentary explanation, but this explanation was very pale and the five judges did not accept it at all.
"Humph, I hope the result of the review will satisfy you!"
Habwe, who was the first to ask the question, snorted coldly, turned around and left. He was the one among the five who was the most disgusted with such activities.
Since it was a reexamination, it definitely had nothing to do with the judges. The next thing was between these nobles. Many of them looked at each other with surprise and doubt on their faces.
Although they have a provision for review, no one has ever used it. The key is that everyone has great trust in the five judges. No one expected that Gutlang would make this move today.
"Since it's a reconsideration, let's try the delicious food made by Mr. Gu Zheng!"
The so-called review is very simple. The remaining five pieces of food will be separated. All the nobles and rich people who participated in the event will taste it together and finally vote to decide whether they agree with the judges' judgment.
This might be done behind closed doors, so they only looked for judges at the beginning and wouldn't do it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Small bowls were taken out one by one, and the remaining chicken blood soup was distributed, giving each person only a small mouthful.
"Beautiful, really beautiful!"
"I didn't expect that there is such delicious food. Damn it, why haven't I eaten it before?"
"Mr. Gu Zheng, I sincerely invite you. I hope you can come to my villa as a guest. You will be the most distinguished guest of my villa!"
"Fortunately, it was reconsidered, otherwise I wouldn't be able to drink such delicious food. The judges were right!"
Everyone who had drank the chicken blood soup was praising it, but Gutlang was stunned. He quickly drank the chicken blood soup in front of him and stayed there.
At this moment, he finally understood the judges' judgment. This was indeed amazing food. Even though he had participated in many food festivals, he had never eaten food like this.
As soon as he took the entrance, he understood that he was not unfair in losing. It was really not unfair to lose to such delicious food.
Sir Brown was in high spirits now. Seeing Gutran in a daze, he was in a particularly good mood. He couldn't help but said: "Gutran, how about it? Are you convinced this time? Could it be that you have to say Gutran against your will?"
Isn’t Mr. Zheng’s delicious food good?”
Even without comparison, Brown definitely knew that he would definitely win this ancient battle, because this was the best delicacy he had ever tasted.
"No, how could it be, little John?"
Gutran suddenly turned around. He did not target Brown, but looked at Little John angrily. Little John had clearly given him something that could contaminate the food, and he also saw with his own eyes that the small aircraft fell into the pot containing food.
, but in the end the food was not contaminated and was still so delicious.
He lost, he really lost this time, and that was all. He didn't resent Brown now. After all, it was Brown he went to challenge. What he hated was that Little John deceived him and deliberately used the aircraft to deceive him.
He felt that he had been tricked, so he was so angry.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Little John frowned, cursing secretly in his heart that this stupid Gutlang would actually target him at this time, for fear that others would not know their dirty tricks.
"Little John!"
Gutran remained angry, but the target of his anger was Little John. This made many people around him extremely confused and did not understand why this was happening.
Gutrand lost, and he lost miserably. He could be angry with his chef, or with Sir Brown, but he was neither of these, but he was angry with Little John beside him, which was very inexplicable.
"you tricked me!"
Gutlang almost gritted his teeth and said that he knew that he had lost without everyone voting at the moment. He did not have the power to influence so many people. The more this happened, the angrier he became, and all his anger was concentrated on
On Little John's body.
"You are crazy about losing. When did I deceive you?"
Little John said solemnly, and then walked to the side, unwilling to get closer to Gutran.
"No, he didn't lie to you, here is what he gave you!"
Gu Zheng walked over and extended his hand to Gutlang. In his palm, there was a small metal object shaped like a rice.
"What's this?"
Sir Brown was the first to ask. After speaking, he looked at Little John and then at Gutrand.
"What this is, Mr. Little John should be asked to explain. He gave it to Mr. Gutrand and asked Mr. Gutrand to find a way to put this thing into the food I made!"
Gu Zheng still had a smile on his face, but Brown was stunned and yelled: "What?"
He walked quickly to Gu Zheng and carefully picked up the small metal object from Gu Zheng's hand. Little John asked Gu Trang to put the thing into the pot of Gu Zheng's food. Whatever he wanted to do, he could do it with his toes.
Can guess it.
"I kindly warned Mr. Gutran once, so he didn't dare to do it before the food was out of the pot, but he still did it after it was out of the pot. I think this is the reason why he filed for reconsideration, because he thought I was doing this.
The pot of food may have been ruined, Mr. Gutrand, is that not so?"
With a smile on his face, Gu Zheng looked straight at Gutlang. Gutlang was about to shake his head, but his head suddenly felt dizzy and he nodded quickly.
