"Please present the second dish," the judges requested.
At once, the second set of trays were served, but this time, the dish revealed to them made the audience arch a brow at Lu Xinyi's direction. The golden-brown half-moon-shaped meat pie presented to them was as large as the palm of a woman. It was a very popular dish in their region. Some even considered it as cheap street food and a usual snack.
"A classic meat pie, huh?"
"What's so special about this one?"
"I haven't seen a restaurant serving meat pies over the years. Now that I think about it, you can also find these at the supermarkets ready-made."
Everyone eyed at Lu Xinyi. They couldn't decide whether this woman was playing tricks on them, or there was something special about these boring meat pies.
