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Everyone quietly finished eating the "Spice Nine-layered Egyptian Roasted Chicken" and was reminiscing.
Dojima Yin saw this and laughed, "Everyone, let's review it."
Xingping Chuangzhen, Morioka Makoto, and others exchanged glances.
"I'm definitely going to lose."
Xia Yu rolled his eyes. This Dojima Yin was really stirring things up. It wasn't a food battle, just a gathering to make some signature dishes and have a good time, wasn't it? Asking for reviews only made things awkward.
Tiqie Helinai, however, was unexpectedly serious. She put down her utensils, took out a napkin to wipe the oil from her lips, and after deep thought, she slowly began to speak: "Senior Dojima's cooking is flawless. Setting aside the 'spice extremity,' in other aspects like the control of heat, seasoning, and even the knife skills for preparing ingredients, my Divine Tongue couldn't find any flaws..."
"But!"
