Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Looking at the bowl of tofu strips as thin as hair in front of him, Old Sun nodded in satisfaction.

"This knife skill is truly amazing. Look, even the cross-section of these tofu strips is as smooth as a mirror, it doesn't even look like it was cut."

After Mr. Sun finished speaking, he also raised his hand and gave a score of ten.

He was convinced in his heart that this was the tofu that Li Zhesheng had cut.

It's so fine and uniform, and the cross-section is so well done; only Li Zhesheng and Cai Yun could have done it.

The judges were speechless. The tofu shreds were cut so finely and perfectly that if the maximum score wasn't 10, they would have given it 100!

Fang Shanren praised it and gave it a perfect score.

Although he was worried about Shen Qing, as a judge, this bowl of shredded tofu was worth ten points, and he couldn't give it a low score just to show favoritism towards Shen Qing.

"That's amazing! All seven judges gave it a perfect score of 10! That's incredible!"

"Yeah, this must be the tofu strips that Li Zhesheng cut, it's amazing!"

"No wonder he comes from a family of imperial chefs! His knife skills are simply superb!"

"..."

The room was filled with praise; everyone felt that the perfect bowl of shredded tofu was cut by Li Zhesheng.

Only Li Zhesheng had a slight frown, his expression revealing a hint of unease.

Following behind were several bowls of ordinary shredded tofu, about 70-80% cooked.

Immediately afterwards, another bowl of exquisitely prepared shredded tofu was served on the judges' table.

"My God, this bowl of shredded tofu is just as good as the previous perfect bowl of shredded tofu! It's amazing!!" The gourmet master, Mr. He, was the first to exclaim.

The shredded tofu in the bowl swayed gently in the water, like blooming chrysanthemums.

Each strand is as thin as a hair and is perfectly uniform, without any signs of being cut.

Jin frowned as he looked at the bowl of shredded tofu. It was indeed quite good, comparable to the perfect bowl of shredded tofu from before.

So, was that bowl really Li Zhesheng's?

Jin Ye stared wide-eyed and observed carefully for a long time before finally noticing the subtle difference.

"Although the tofu strips in this bowl are evenly distributed, if you look closely at the cross-section, you can see tiny rough edges. I give it nine points!"

Jin Ye spoke up and announced his score.

A hint of smugness flickered in his eyes.

He actually noticed such a tiny difference.

Needless to say, the perfect bowl of shredded tofu just now must have been Li Zhesheng's, and this similar bowl must have been Shen Niangzi's.

He had seen it from a distance just now, and Shen Niangzi's knife skills were indeed quite good.

It's just a pity that a good knife is missing.

Grandpa Jin smiled and pushed the bowl in front of Grandpa Sun.

Old Sun took a look and laughed heartily: "I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't pointed it out. There are indeed some slight rough edges. If it weren't for that perfect bowl of shredded tofu from earlier, I probably would have given this bowl of shredded tofu a perfect score."

"Nine out of ten."

The bowl was then placed before the renowned gourmet, Mr. He.

Just now, it was Grandpa He who uttered the first exclamation of surprise at this bowl of shredded tofu.

He stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't see where the rough edges were.

So he rubbed his eyes and said, "My eyesight is failing me, I really can't see clearly. I'll give it a 10 out of 10. I think this bowl of shredded tofu is excellent."

Immediately afterwards, the bowl was placed in front of Mr. Qingci.

Mr. Qingci also gave it a perfect score. He felt that the chef was already among the best at cutting tofu like that. It was just a tiny bit of rough edge, which was barely noticeable unless you looked closely.

As for that perfect bowl of shredded tofu, it was cut with a special kind of shredded tofu, it can't compare at all.

The remaining judges, Chairman Wu and Chef Zhu, both gave it nine points, clearly following Jin Ye's lead in scoring.

Fang Shanren gave it a perfect score.

As a result, this bowl of shredded tofu received a high score of 9.4.

Next, some more tofu strips with obvious or subtle flaws were served.

The judges on stage scored each bowl of tofu shreds one by one, and soon all forty bowls of tofu shreds had been scored.

The servants each pasted their final score onto the bowl.

The host began announcing the contestants' scores:

"Wang Can's final score: Six points!"

"Xiao Pang's final score: 8.2 points!"

......

"Next up is this perfect bowl of shredded tofu! Now, let's reveal who won the perfect score!!"

The host's voice rose eight octaves, his tone filled with excitement, and his gaze was already fixed on Li Zhesheng.

"Let's see..." he said, picking up the bowl and removing the small slip of paper with the name written on it from the bottom. "The contestant who got a perfect score is..."

"yes......"

When the host's gaze fell on the note, his expression suddenly changed, his face a mixture of shock and fear.

"Yes..." His voice trailed off.

"Who is it? Why hasn't it been announced yet?" The audience below was already eager to find out.

"Is that Lee Cheol-sung?" someone shouted.

The host bit his lower lip, too afraid to make the announcement.

"Who is it?" Jin asked from behind.

After a long pause, he could only grit his teeth and say, "It's Shen Qing..."

"What?!" Jin Boss stood up abruptly. "Who did you say?"

"Shen Qing..." Under the menacing gaze of Master Jin, the host stammered.

"How is that possible?" Old Sun also didn't believe it. "How could such perfect shredded tofu be cut with an ordinary kitchen knife?"

Sun Laosan walked up to the host in two steps and picked up the small piece of paper.

Upon closer inspection, sure enough, the words "Shen Qing" were written on it.

"Then what about this bowl? Who cut this bowl?" Old Sun pulled the host over to the bowl of shredded tofu that he had rated nine points, eager to find out.

The host, with a bitter expression, took the small piece of paper from the bottom of the bowl.

"It's... Lee Cheol-sung..."

"What??" Old Sun was completely dumbfounded.

"This bowl belongs to Li Zhesheng."

Fearing that Mr. Sun might not have heard clearly, the host repeated it again.

Old Sun's brows were furrowed in disbelief. He simply couldn't believe that Shen Qing had managed to cut such exquisite tofu strips with an ordinary kitchen knife.

"My God, Madam Shen is amazing! She can cut such perfect tofu strips with a broken knife. She's incredible!!" Fang Shanren shouted excitedly from the judges' platform.

He was dancing around with joy, he was so happy.

He was initially worried about Shen Qing, after all, Li Zhesheng was a very strong opponent.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qing was so powerful; this bowl of shredded tofu completely overshadowed Li Zhesheng.

"Even a broken knife can cut tofu better than Caiyun, which shows how amazing Madam Shen's knife skills are!"

"My God, I thought Madam Shen advanced through connections, but now it seems her abilities are truly extraordinary!"

"I dare not imagine what the tofu would look like if Caiyun were in Madam Shen's hands..."

"..."

The audience below was incredibly excited, and they were all discussing it enthusiastically.

The happiest people were naturally Situ Liang, Madam Yan, and others; they practically jumped for joy.

As expected, there was no need to worry about Madam Shen at all.