Daddy, Come Home For Dinner!

Chapter 896: Chapter 896: You Are Not Worthy!

The audience felt that since Ye Fei had married Zhao Gushen and become the Young Madam, it was basically impossible for her to be soaking in the restaurant kitchen every day.

Even those world‑famous head chefs who own so many restaurants...

Naturally, they can’t possibly personally oversee the kitchens of so many restaurants at once.

Even for the one where they’re supposedly based, they rarely cook with their own hands anymore, mostly just instructing the chefs under them to do it.

No need to talk about anyone else, just look at Lowell here on site.

He has several restaurants under his name.

And multiple branches in Europe and America.

A few of them are even Michelin‑starred.

But he himself already cooks very rarely.

Other than a few ultra‑iconic signature dishes that he might occasionally cook personally, everything else is handed over to the chefs under him.

So this audience member was just like he’d said to the people around him in the seats earlier.

He didn’t expect Ye Fei to personally cook either.

As long as there’s a recipe, and the chefs under her can reproduce eighty percent of Ye Fei’s level, that’s already enough.

"If it tastes this good even when it’s cold, how good must it be when it’s just made?" someone else said.

"This tomato soup is made by blending tomato juice and cooking it, without any oil, so even now that it’s cooled, there’s no solidified layer on top, and it still tastes very refreshing."

"Ah, if only we could heat it up a bit."

They had every kind of kitchen equipment here, so if they really wanted to heat it up, it’d be quite easy.

But right now they still had to hurry up and settle this whole matter first.

Aside from the audience members up on stage, probably no one had the mood to heat it up.

The audience below the stage were still waiting for the result.

They weren’t picked anyway, they couldn’t eat any of it and could only watch; they were in no mood to wait around. freewёbnoνel.com

"Um... can I taste the other contestants’ dishes?" An audience member on stage raised her hand.

Seeing everyone look over, she said, "I just tasted Ye Fei’s dish, and it really is delicious."

"But since I haven’t compared it to the others, I can’t really say exactly how targeted Zhuang Mingyan’s score for Ye Fei was," this female audience member said.

"Of course it’s targeted, obviously. Because after personally tasting Ye Fei’s dish, even without comparing it to the others, I feel that no matter how big the gap is, there’s no way it only deserves a score of two or three."

"Full score is 10, and 6 is passing. Are you telling me it doesn’t even reach the passing line?" The female audience member laughed. "If even Ye Fei’s dish can’t reach the passing line, then all I can say is that this Miss Zhuang’s standards are really something else."

"That just makes me want to taste the other contestants’ dishes even more, to see just how many levels above Ye Fei’s they are to warrant such a higher score."

"Of course, I don’t mean any disrespect to the other contestants. This is Miss Zhuang’s own problem. The contestants are passively subjected to her scoring; they shouldn’t have to take the blame for this. I just want to understand Miss Zhuang’s standards."

"In her eyes, since Ye Fei is so far beneath the other contestants, I’d like to verify that for myself."

Prompted by this female audience member, the others also chimed in, "Right, what she said makes sense."

The male audience member who’d become a fan of Ye Fei because of the grilled skewers said, "We tasted Ye Fei’s dish and it was really delicious, so we feel Miss Zhuang’s scoring is very unfair."

"But Miss Zhuang probably feels that we only tasted Ye Fei’s dish and then made a judgment, which is too one‑sided and not fair enough. So if we taste the other contestants’ dishes and then make a judgment, I think Miss Zhuang shouldn’t have anything to say then, right?"

But right now, there was no room at all for Zhuang Mingyan to raise any objection.

An Haiyin looked at Zhao Gushen. After Zhao Gushen nodded, An Haiyin said, "Of course, what you’ve suggested is very reasonable."

So the ten audience members once again tasted each of the other contestants’ dishes.

"I don’t know how Miss Zhuang’s sense of taste can be so different from everyone else’s. In my opinion, Ye Fei’s dish is on par with contestant Tian Pengpo’s," that male audience member said. "But I’m not a professional chef, so I can’t articulate the subtle differences in detail. I’ll still go by the evaluations of the five Judges."

He didn’t count Zhuang Mingyan as a Judge at all.

The female audience member who had first suggested tasting the other dishes also said, "I’m not a chef either. I do cook at home, but it’s all just home‑style dishes, which of course can’t compare to professional chefs."

"I’m only judging from the perspective of an ordinary customer who goes to restaurants to eat. As an ordinary diner, I can tell which restaurant tastes good and which doesn’t taste so good. In the same restaurant, I also know which dishes I prefer and which I find so‑so according to my own tastes."

"Speaking now purely as an ordinary diner, I also feel that Ye Fei’s and Tian Pengpo’s dishes are on par. I don’t study the technical details of the dishes; just speaking about flavor, both of theirs are a full 10 out of 10 for me!"

"I also think Ye Fei’s dish is on par with Tian Pengpo’s. I’d have no objections no matter which of them wins the championship; I’d accept it wholeheartedly. But because of Zhuang Mingyan’s scoring, Ye Fei fell so far behind and ended up in last place, and I absolutely have a problem with that!" another audience member said.

"What I’d originally expected was a neck‑and‑neck match. From the scores given by the five Judges, I could also see how intense the competition between the contestants was. But just because of Zhuang Mingyan’s scoring, this entire competition has been turned into a joke!" another audience member said.

"I have great respect for the Changping Competition, for the other five Judges, and for all ten contestants. I have no complaints about any of them. They all did their best and presented a精彩competition to us."

"The Changping Competition has stuck to its principles, the five Judges have been fair and impartial, and the competitors’ fighting spirit is admirable. I reserve my contempt and my anger only for the sixth Judge, Zhuang Mingyan!"

"You are not worthy!"

Another audience member stood up and said, "To be honest, after Ye Fei and Zhao Gushen made their relationship public, even though they promised that the Judges’ scoring wouldn’t be affected by their relationship, I still had my doubts."

"I thought that even if Ye Fei and Zhao Gushen sincerely told the Judges to score fairly, I still couldn’t be sure whether the Judges themselves could really keep their mentality in check." That audience member bowed to the five Judges.

"Here, I want to apologize to the five of you, because my doubts about you came from my own petty, suspicious mind. You really have been judging with integrity. You didn’t give anyone preferential treatment, nor were you unfair to anyone. I once doubted this fairness of yours, and that, instead, is an insult to you."

"Now that I’ve personally tasted the dishes, I respect the five of you even more," that audience member said. "You upheld what you promised, yet everything was ruined by the sixth Judge, Zhuang Mingyan."