"Let's see which one tastes better. We'll buy from whichever one is better!"
"Is Boss Lu's food not good enough already?"
"It's good! It's practically the ceiling! But if there's something even better, of course I'll choose the best!"
"What kind of mouths have you people cultivated? So damn picky!"
The crowd chatted as they watched.
A showdown like this was the most entertaining thing to watch.
Some people even brought over little folding stools, pulled out sunflower seeds and soda, and started enjoying the spectacle!
Seeing that Lu Qin had already lit his stove, Master Old Zhan did the same.
Still, he wondered whether he should go easy on the young man.
The two titans of stir-fried noodles! They would decide the victor and settle matters once and for all!
Old Zhan knew that the Lu's Snack Stall beside him had come from Annan District.
That was also why Qin Hui had invited him here.
At the Gourmet Food Festival, the many stalls from Lotus District had been utterly crushed by a snack stall from Annan District. It was truly unacceptable.
Now that he looked at it, that snack stall really was wildly popular!
Why were these diners rushing over to line up like a bunch of addicts?
Could their food really be that delicious?
Or had they hired a huge number of shills to create a false impression?
After all, the stall owner was far too young. It was hard to believe he possessed outstanding culinary skills.
There were no shortcuts in cooking. One could only study it diligently day after day and train through hardship. There was no room for laziness.
In China's culinary world, which famous chef had risen to fame before the age of forty?
He had never heard of anyone in their