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I Am A Gourmet: Just Eight And You Want Me To Start A Roadside Stall?

# gourmet # entrepreneurship # eight years old # younger sister # business Xu Le transmigrated to a parallel universe into the body of an adorable eight-year-old. Here, there are no delicacies. His parents went abroad, leaving him behind to earn his own keep. His parents said, "Son, it is time you become a man and become financially independent. Make your own money and bring up your younger sister." Xu Le, "I understand, but at least pay off the mortgage before you leave!" Forced by his circumstances, elementary school student Xu Le shouldered a burden that was beyond his age. He begins his life of paying off the mortgage, bringing along his younger sister, Xu Tian, along for the ride. Just then, the "Culinary God" system was awakened. He could get all sorts of prizes if he cooked delicious food for people to try. As such, a food stall started to appear on a busy street. In it was a tiny figure as a cook and a long line of customers.

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A Flawless Dish

Editor: Atlas Studios

Thinking of Chen Xian's reminder, Xu Le secretly clenched his fists. Ever since they participated in the program, all the contestants would hold a grudge against the production team. As for Zhang Tong and Chen Xian, they even directly claimed that there was a something happening behind the scenes.

From the looks of it, it was not groundless.

"I'm worried… they're cheating."

If the production team was on the same side as the Master Chef, the audience's votes would also be controlled. As for the judges in front of him, Xu Le's eyes darkened. He did not believe that a respected senior who had interacted with him would play favorites.

The judges tasted the second dish of tea noodles. One had white-blanched abalone as the side dish while the other had lobster glazed over it.

Li Qing also saw that something was amiss and couldn't help but mutter, "We clearly cooked in two different kitchens. Why is his cooking so similar to yours?"