Anything You Want

Seeing that, the five reviewers were eating silently, but they didn't say their comments.

This is far from the expected result.

The judge looked indifferent, and the confident Hayama Ryo began to panic a little.

Pretend to be calm and wait patiently.

After Ye Shanliang's food was finished, the five judges were all contemplating and comparing.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this game was won by Hishako Shinto.

Why do you say that?

In fact, it is very simple, as long as you go to see Nakiri Senzaemon, you will know the answer.

The kimono he was wearing only showed one arm.

Yes, Hayama Ryo's cooking caused Nakiri Senzaemon's clothes to crack, but his clothes were not completely cracked this time.

This kind of incomplete placket cracking can't be compared with the rare version of the placket cracking.

So, in fact, the results are already obvious.

Ryo Hayama's burgers are delicious, as evidenced by the cracked collar of Nakiri Senzaemon's shirt.

But compared to the soft-shelled turtle burger of Shinto Hishako, Ryo Hayama's burger is still slightly worse.

No comment, one of the elderly reviewers.

"This victory is already divided."

When the voice fell, the staff under the ring took the paper and ink and placed it in the center of the ring.

Nakiri Senzaemon got up from the judge's seat and walked around the table to the center of the ring.

Bend down and pick up a large brush, the tip of the pen is stained with ink, and open and close to write on the paper.

Everyone present watched quietly, waiting for Nakiri Senzaemon to announce the final result.

It didn't make people wait too long, the winner's name was already written on the paper spread on the ring.

The cameraman stepped forward to shoot and put the picture on the big screen.

The winner's name appeared on the big screen, and the host in the ring shouted it out.

"The winner of this game is..."

"Shinto Hishako!!!"

The next second, the entire venue burst into cheers and applause.

Ye Shanliang was stunned for a moment, then frowned and questioned.

"and many more!"

"Even if I lose, let me lose and understand!"

"If you lose the game for no reason..."

"I can't accept such a result!"

The cheers suddenly stopped. The audience were very curious about why Ye Shanliang lost the match and at what point.

Seeing this, the four judges looked at Nakiri Senzaemon.

Nakiri Senzaemon nodded to the four of them, indicating that he would solve the problem by himself, and then walked to Hayama Ryo.

"In terms of craftsmanship, the two of you are equally good."

"But in terms of the ingredients used, Shinto Hishako's ingredients are better than yours."

"Actually, it doesn't make any sense to say more."

"You can taste it yourself, and then you can understand where you really lost."

When Nito Hishako heard about it, he consciously brought a turtle burger from his cooking table.

Walking to Ryo Hayama's side and standing still, Hishako Shinto handed over the turtle burger.

Glancing at Nakiri Senzaemon, Ryo Hayama looked at Hishako Shinto again before taking the turtle burger that was handed over.

After taking a bite of the turtle burger, he instantly froze.

After a while, when Ye Shanliang came back to his senses, he found that his hands were empty.

"No... no..."

"Do you understand now?"

With his arms around his chest, Nakiri Senzaemon looked at Ryo Hayama and asked indifferently.

Ye Shanliang lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists.

"I lost."

The winners enjoy the cheers, and the losers leave the field.

After frankly admitting that he lost, Ye Shanliang walked down the ring with his head down, and then entered the player channel, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.