Seventh Dining Hall, in a private room on the first floor.
Looking at the familiar dishes laid out in front of them, the two Bakery Chefs didn't think much of it, but the five Red Chefs all wore expressions that grew darker and darker.
Jiang Yu was the one who had offered to treat everyone to lunch, but now the dishes they had tested during the competition were being served.
What was the meaning of this?
Was it to mock them for their poor cooking skills, suggesting they could only eat such dishes?
Even if your culinary skills are better than ours, you can't look down on us so blatantly!
It's not as if we begged to stay for this meal!
A tall and burly chef was already very angry. He slammed the table and said indignantly:
"This is too much! Do I really need this meal? I'm not eating anymore, if you want to eat, you go ahead!"
With that, he stood up abruptly from his seat, intending to leave.
Even if my cooking skills aren't great, I have my pride too!
