"Tofu competition? I've heard about it before. I don't mind if you want to organize it, but I won't participate. If I lose, that's fine, but if I win, someone might say it's rigged."
Li Wei got riled up upon hearing Wang Fan's words, "Who dares to say it's rigged? They'll be asking for trouble."
Wang Fan laughed, "Who can say for sure? Besides, I set up a stall so more people can taste the food I make. Participating in a competition doesn't really align with my goals."
He usually would join, but now there are people specifically coming to taste his food. Running off to compete would mean leaving them aside, wouldn't it?
Not suitable.
Li Wei thought about it and didn't press further. The tofu competition was considered a traditional event here, usually held at fixed times, and messing with it would lead to unresolved issues in a short period.
"Forget it, it's indeed a bit hasty. But do you think inviting some Huangmei Opera teachers to perform would make it better?"
