C955 The Zhou Star Chef God Has the Blood of the Han Race
C955 The Zhou Star Chef God Has the Blood of the Han Race
Hearing this, Jin Zhengxun and the two people behind him changed their expressions dramatically. This was the psychological pain they had been feeling all this time. They had high self-esteem and were so far away from the position of Master Chef in Asia. Every year, it was Chinese who took it away. Even the people of Japan were closer to Master Chef than them!
"What are you talking about? The world's Master Chef, Mr. Zhou, came from the northeast of Huaxia. He has an indescribable relationship with our Korean people. He is the pride of our Korean people." Jin Zhengxun said with a straight face and a straight face. Both he and the two men behind him had proud expressions on their faces.
Nian Bing opened her mouth when she heard this. For a moment, she couldn't understand how they could be so thick-skinned. How dare they say that Zhou Xing was related to Korea?!
Seeing Nian Bing's expression, Wu Lai immediately asked curiously, "What is this guy talking about? Why are you so surprised?"
As she spoke, Nian Bing repeated Jin Zhengxun's words to the rogue in detail.
"Puchi..." Wu Lai could not hold it in for a moment and laughed out loud. Not far away, the assistant who was serving the guests also shook her hand.
He had never seen such a shameless person!
Wu Lai finally understood what was going on online.
Never try to wake up a person pretending to be asleep.
Wu Lai, who originally held a faint hostility towards some people from the Japan, instantly put his hostility on this person.
"Although I am Japanese, I still respect Zhou Xing and Master Chef. I have always been cautious and respectful towards this mysterious country of Huaxia. I have seen all kinds of people over the years. This is the first time I have met such a shameless person. " Swirl subconsciously sighed.
He spoke the words of Japan, and those guests could hear him clearly. They all asked him out of curiosity.
Assistant Swirl repeated what she heard from Nian Bing.
"These people still dare to call themselves the people of Great Han. They really do not know shame."
"That's right. Although they do not have a very good impression of China, they must admit what they should admit. They are still fabricating something that they do not have. What a joke."
These guests began to look down on Korea one by one.
"Tell him to take back what he just said. Otherwise, we will let him know why the flowers are so red." Wu Lai snorted and said to Nian Bing.
These people's words were the greatest insult to Zhou Xing and Master Chef. They actually said that Zhou Xing had the bloodline of Korea?!
After Nian Bing passed on the message, not only did Jin Zhengxun not feel any fear, he even looked at Wu Lai with disdain. "As expected of someone who came from a barbaric land. He only knows how to fight. He can't even face the simplest reality. Zhou Xing and Master Chef have already entered the highest contribution hall of our Great Han people. You guys are still unwilling to admit it. "
Nian Bing was both angry and amused, but after thinking about it for a long time, there was no need to be angry with such people. It was too stupid, so stupid that Nian Bing felt that it was a waste of her strength to dirty her hands.
Just as she was about to translate it for Wu Lai, Wu Lai had already made a move. Two silver needles had already landed on Jin Zhengxun's body. At this time, Wu Lai's eyes were slightly cold and mocking as he asked, "Maybe China's TCM also comes from the Korean people?"