140 The Ramblings of a Critic Who is Superior at Cooking in Every Way Possible ~Scaring Them Off With a Long and Domineering Speech About the Minor Faults of a Single Piece of Meat~ (1/2)

”Class monitor...” Zhou Lei got exactly what he expected.

Just a few minutes ago, even though he knew that it wouldn't taste good, after seeing Ye Muqi's display of confidence, a faint hope grew in his mind. It mattered not whether he was right or wrong, what mattered was if the food tasted good.

However, once the juices of the roasted meat fell onto his tongue, only one word could be used to describe its taste: ”shit”.

”Hmm?” Ye Muqi replied with enthusiasm and confidence.

”It doesn't taste good.” Zhou Lei said bluntly.

In that instant, the confident smile on Ye Muqi's face froze. She couldn't comprehend what she just heard. ”D- d- doesn't taste good? What do you mean?”

”It means exactly what it means.”

Zhou Lei continued chewing on the piece of meat, but his expression only became worse. He wrapped his tongue around the roast, but a disdainful expression was all he could muster.

He forced himself to swallow the roast.

To combat this, he used the plain white rice.

The rice didn't taste good, but it didn't need to taste good, so Zhou Lei was fine with that. At least, it was better than that godforsaken meat.

Ye Muqi shook her head to keep her composure. ”What exactly doesn't taste good about the meat?”

”It's this. The piece of meat, it should be beef, I think. It isn't evenly roasted. The inside was pretty raw, and the outside was burnt.

Furthermore, I tasted a trace of charcoal on this small piece of meat, that's fine, but there's too much that shouldn't be there.

The fire was too strong, don't let the flames touch the meat.”

Although he said this, the meat was virtually cooked perfectly. It was only on his divine taste buds could these microscopic imperfections arise.

”And also, this and this...”

.....

”...and that's it.”

Zhou Lei finished thoroughly criticizing the small piece of meat. His mouth ran out of saliva and was running dry due to talking too much.

His long speech about the flaws of the small piece of meat shocked everyone around him, including the smug Lin Guiying.

Of course, the one most affected by this was Ye Muqi.

Poor Ye Muqi, who came strutting with confidence. Her self-esteem was completely crushed by the long list of mistakes that came from Zhou Lei's mouth.

She noticed that he tried to tone it down as much as possible, but to remain calm was impossible after knowing that the meat she thought tasted extremely good was riddled with flaws.

”Class monitor, don't take it to heart.” Zhou Lei really tried to soften his tone and lighten the impact of his criticisms, but it seemed like it didn't work.

”Anyway, I'll try the hotdog next...”