"Special Grade Cuisine wouldn't be this perfect!"
Dojima Yin said.
"What do you mean?"
The graduates were puzzled, "Isn't this Mapo Tofu a Special Grade Cuisine?"
Shigong Xiaoci Lang was equally astonished as he fixed his gaze on Dojima Yin, waiting for his explanation.
"Main General Liangzi, I think you are the most qualified to speak," Dojima Yin said, turning his head toward the woman wearing sunglasses. "According to IGO's detailed criteria for culinary grading, this Mapo Tofu has, in fact, already achieved the quality of 'Special Grade One Star', hasn't it?"
"But in my personal tasting, it's not simply Special Grade One Star quality," Dojima Yin shook his head, his eyes filled with solemnity.
Everyone's eyes, including Xia Yu's, were on Liangzi Lina, all ears for her explanation.
She held up three fingers.
"Taste, Heart of Cooking, Creativity."
