The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Before the start of the game (please collect and recommend)
4 month 28 day.

It was just dawn, and a silver minivan pulled ingredients and tools to the "Newage" square on the outskirts of the city.

It is said to be a square, but it is actually a shopping mall, but the space surrounded by the building is very large, which can hold six to seven thousand people at the same time, and artists usually hold activities here.

Today, this is the world of gourmet food.

"Master, thank you, I will treat you to dinner later."

After unloading all the goods, Zheng Ke waved his hand and said to the driver.

"Master Zheng Ke, I'll leave as soon as I have nothing to do. I wish you the best of luck!"

"Zheng Ke, who is he?" Mami asked in a low voice, looking at the truck going away.

"He is the truck driver of the restaurant where I work, and the store manager lent it to me."

Zheng Ke moved the goods into his booth, and a yellow bandage was pasted on the ground to delineate the range of each booth.

The area and location of the stalls are divided according to the strength of the stall owners and the results of the previous session.For example, the booths of the previous champion Mozu House and Ruishan were not only located in the center of the entire square, but also had a large area of ​​[-] square meters.

On the contrary, Zheng Ke, who relied on Mujiuzhiyuan Fruit to get a stall, had neither financial resources nor achievements, so he could only be assigned to the most corner place.

"Really, Mu Jiuzhi-senpai is also looking for a good place. How can there be any grades in such a remote place?"

Mami pouted, looking sad.

It's okay to be in a remote location, but what's even more frustrating is that the place is small, only four or five square meters. After the things are put away, there is only room for people to stand.

Asami Sugisaki actually prefers to sleep in the dormitory, but after launching the "third surprise attack" on Zheng Ke, in order to atone for her sin (actually threatened by Zheng Ke), she took the initiative (bei) to become a A helper.

"It's good to be able to come in. Without the help of Kikuchi-senpai, we might still be raising 30 yen."

Zheng Ke can think about these things, others can't let you participate in the competition, they have to give you the best location, right?

After all, Kikuchi Sonoka is just one of the ten heroes, not a terrifying existence like Nakiri Senzaemon.

After Zheng Ke and Mami placed the goods on the carts, people began to come in one after another, most of them were staff from various booths, and set up their own tents and workbenches.

As time passed, many people gathered around the square. Zheng Ke glanced at his phone and saw that it was already eight o'clock.Under normal circumstances, during this time, the person in charge of each stall will arrive one after another, and then at nine o'clock, the fried chicken wing competition will officially begin.

"Zheng Ke, be careful, Xiaoxi is coming towards us." Mami reminded Zheng Ke who was bending over to prepare the ingredients.

Zheng Ke raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Xiguangshu walking towards their booth with four or five first-year students not far away.

(It's bad luck to see the bastard so early in the morning.)
Zheng Ke muttered in his heart.

But when someone comes deliberately, you can't drive him away, not to mention there is a table between him and Xiao Xi, so it's not very convenient to drive them away.

"Hey, let me see who this is? Isn't this the best transfer student in our school? Tsk tsk, why do you set up a booth in such a shabby place? This doesn't match your identity?"

Xiao Nishi Hiroki grinned, looking like a cracked pie.

"Hey, there is an old saying in China, 'Good wine is not afraid of deep alleys', as long as the food is good, there can be no customers. On the contrary, some people have a good geographical location, but I am a pussy, so I was blind to such a good place. For There is an old saying in China for this kind of person, which is called 'occupying the latrine and not pulling the sky'."

Mami, who was feeling depressed in her heart, heard Zheng Ke's words, "puchi" and burst out laughing.

"Sorry, I didn't laugh at you, senior."

Mami secretly twisted Zheng Ke, saying these words for nothing, made her look ugly.

Xiao Nishi Hiroki's face turned red instantly, he glanced at Mami, and then fixed his eyes on Zheng Ke.

"Mami, I don't blame you. I know, these words are not your intention. It is this kid who led you into trouble. Today I will let you know that this kid is an ignorant bastard."

(Shrimp? Why is the responsibility on me?)
Zheng Ke didn't understand how Konishi Hiroki came to this conclusion.

"Zheng Ke, I don't care what methods you use to confuse Mami, but today I will definitely let you lose completely. The champion of the competition can only be me, and you, as well as that bastard Ezuya Ruishan, will be me stepping stone."

"I'll give you the exact words. It's a pity that you won't win the championship at all."

"Impossible! You don't know how much effort I have put in for this match, you and Ruishan, just wait to be crushed by me!"

Xiao Nishi Hiroki gradually left with his helper, leaving Zheng Ke with a confused face.He couldn't figure out why Konishi Hiroki hated Eizan Ezu so much, and seeing Konishi Hiroki's expression, it seemed that he hated Ruishan no worse than himself.

As it got closer to nine o'clock, every booth was full of people.

These people are all looking forward to it, waiting for the official start of the competition.

Just ten minutes before leaving the race, a black car stopped outside the "Newage" square.

The crowd outside stepped aside one after another, and several reporters jumped out from the crowd and surrounded the car.

The door of the car was slightly pushed open, and a middle-aged lady stepped out of the car, and another door opened, and Ruishan Zhijin, who was wearing a white chef uniform, also got out of the car.

"Hello, Ms. Zhongmozu, I'm a reporter from "Food Weekly". I want to ask, as the last champion, what do you think of this fried chicken leg competition?"

A female reporter in a professional suit stretched out a recording pen and asked the middle-aged lady very quickly.

"As the last champion, any ranking other than winning is a failure."

Ms. Mozu narrowed her eyes and her white folding fan kept swaying.

"Hi, I'm a reporter from "Northern Cuisine". I heard that in this competition, in addition to the previous big companies eyeing the champion, there is also a club from the famous Japanese gourmet school, Totsuki Academy. I am very confident in the championship. May I ask, do you know anything about this club?" A male reporter took advantage of the short gap and left to hand over the recording pen.

"Although I know that Totsuki Gakuen is very good, I have no chance to go to this holy place of Japanese cuisine. I think this question will be answered by our food consultant, the talented chef Eiyama Ezuya from Totsuki Gakuen. Yes It could not be better."

"Etsuyama Ezuya?"

Just when the male reporter was a little dazed, the reporter of "Gourmet Weekly" had already stretched out the recording pen, and the male reporter could only give the female reporter a hard look.

"I've heard of this club. It's a club with a certain history. However, the level of their president is not very high, so we are not afraid."

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