His smile froze on his face. Upon closer look, the person looked a little familiar.
It was He Zhou.
The sudden unpleasantness in his heart instantly dissipated.
He Jing went up to the audience and walked up to He Zhou. She asked uneasily, "Third brother, why are you here?"
He Zhou retorted expressionlessly, "Can't I come?"
He Jing was used to being pricked by his words. She smiled. "No, it's just that I'm surprised that third brother is here."
He Zhou said, "My dish was picked by the people from Prosperous Restaurant to study and then brought here for the competition. Of course, I came to take a look."
That was true.
Wasn't He Zhou the one who came up with the idea of cooking the braised young chicken with white wine?
When Chef Wang lifted the lid of the pot, a strong fragrance wafted out. She immediately understood that He Zhou's creativity had been chosen.
