The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 686 Chapter 219
After a week, Zheng Ke hardly had a good rest.

In the morning, there are three hours of lectures, and sometimes, he even demonstrates to the students.Although it seems complicated, some basic knowledge of Western food has indeed been reviewed again.

In the afternoon, he read the recipes, and in the evening, Bai Shilong picked out a certain page of recipes, and asked Zheng Ke to make new dishes according to the ingredients.In the first two days, Zheng Ke really got very angry and worked hard for three or four hours before Bai Shilong nodded.

But later, with the mastery of the basic knowledge, more and more recipes were memorized, Zheng Ke also found a pattern in this cooking method, and the dishes he made left Bai Shilong with nothing to say.

"Are you really not going to want those three cookbooks?"

On the day before the start of the competition, Bai Shilong drove Zheng Ke to the designated hotel.

"Senior Sister Xuanli said that I need to learn to integrate everything and not rely on these recipes."

In fact, what Zheng Ke wanted was Hongbao's textbooks, but Bai Shilongyi refused to give them, and he had nothing to do.

"By the way, when will the students in your school graduate?" Zheng Ke asked back.

"There are still two or three weeks?" Bai Shilong thought for a while.

"You must keep it for me." Zheng Ke urged.

"Why do you need so many chefs?" Bai Shilong asked in confusion.

"Nonsense, it is estimated that Junketing will let the restaurant operate independently tomorrow. I need to save a little manpower. I can't do any work. I have to do it myself, right?"

Besides, he will have time to take care of those restaurants next year.

"Okay. I'll call you then."

The two of them didn't say a word, and soon arrived at the designated hotel for the competition - Tianfang Beiyuan.

"Great, I actually found a five-star hotel for you." Bai Shilong parked his car in front of the hotel, looked at the hotel that was more than 100 meters high, and sighed, "By the way, where will your competition be held? I don't believe that the-blue can take over the entire Tianfang Beiyuan."

"It seems to be the National Swimming Center?" Zheng Ke was not sure.

"Yeah, it's even more impressive than renting Tianfang Beiyuan." Bai Shilong sighed helplessly, "If I had known, I would have participated."

"There is still a chance next year." Zheng Ke grinned.

"Farewell... I feel ashamed to compare with you." Bai Shilong said angrily.

Zheng Ke knew that his mind was not on this, so he chuckled lightly, brought the knife box and luggage in the back row, and bid farewell to Bai Shilong.

Just as he got off Bai Shilongyi's car, the reporters on both sides of the red carpet immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Zheng, hello, I'm a reporter from "Gourmet Weekend". May I ask, what is your expectation for this competition?" A female reporter stretched out the recording pen in front of Zheng Ke.

"Qualified." Zheng Ke said with a smile.

"Then this competition, you and Chef Mu Jiuzhi are the big favorites to qualify. Who do you think has the advantage compared to her?" Another male reporter asked a sharp question.

"Chef Mu Jiuzhi's culinary skills are very high, and I still need to continue to learn." Zheng Ke narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"Besides you and Chef Mu Jiuzhi, which player do you like more?" The female reporter continued to ask.

"I can't answer you this question yet because I don't know anything about other players."

Zheng Ke continued to walk forward, and the reporter followed closely behind.

Surrounded by reporters, Zheng Ke came to the front desk of the hotel, and handed his entry card and student ID to the staff, and the staff handed the room card to Zheng Ke.

"Okay everyone, that's it for today. There's still a match tomorrow, so I'm going to rest first." After greeting the reporters, Zheng Ke walked towards the elevator alone.

There were two or three reporters who wanted to follow, but were immediately stopped by other reporters.

"Let Teacher Zheng rest first? There is still a game tomorrow."

The two or three reporters opened their mouths, and finally agreed with the other reporters.

Zheng Ke took the suitcase that Bai Shilong Yixin bought for him, and entered the elevator. Just as he was about to close the elevator door, he heard someone say "wait a moment" from behind.

While speaking, two figures rushed into the elevator.

"Thank you...Eh? It's you?" The other party exclaimed.

Zheng Ke also heard the voice sound familiar, turned his head to look at the speaker, and found that it was the representatives of the two Han countries, who seemed to be from some Huiying Academy.

Anyway, it didn't have much to do with him, and he didn't deliberately remember the name of the school.

"So it's you?" Zheng Ke said casually.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be the representative of Japan." Pu Shenyong looked at Zheng Ke with contempt.

"Didn't I already say that? We will meet at the competition, you guessed it?" Zheng Ke looked at Park Shenyong with pitiful eyes, "Also, I am not a representative of Japan, I only Represent myself, or, at best, you can regard me as a representative of Totsuki Academy."

"I don't care who you represent, I must let you know that your cuisine has no advantage in front of my Dahan's cuisine - I must step on you." Park Shenyong said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, it's autumn." Zheng Ke sighed, "The grasshopper is so pitiful. By the way, you seem to have arrived."

The elevator door opened slowly.

"Aren't you with us?" Park Shenyong asked back.

"Why are you with me?" Zheng Ke looked at his room card, "I'm still on it."

Pu Shen bravely got out of the elevator, but his mind kept thinking about a question, but he still had no idea, so he turned around and asked Li Dongcheng: "What's the matter with the autumn and grasshoppers that kid said just now?"

Li Dongcheng lowered his head and did not make a sound.

"What did you say? You don't even know this, do you? Huh? Li Dongcheng?" Park Shenyong looked at Li Dongcheng with contempt.

"Master, do you really want to hear it?" Li Dongcheng's eyes swept over Pu Shenyong's face. Pu Shenyong's face was ferocious, and bloodshot eyes appeared. It is not difficult to see that he is in a very bad mood.

"Nonsense, I don't want to hear it, will I ask you?" Park Shenyong almost yelled out the words from his throat.

"This is a Chinese proverb. A grasshopper in autumn can't jump for a few days." Li Dongcheng said in a low voice.

"Grasshopper? You won't blame me?" Pu Shenyong's face became grim because of anger, "Zheng Ke! I will definitely make you regret it!"

Park Shenyong raised his foot and kicked towards the trash can on one side.Then, a scream echoed in the corridor. Park Shenyong hugged his feet and fell on the carpet, twitching non-stop.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Li Dongcheng quickly squatted down, looking at Pu Shenyong with an extremely distorted expression, a little flustered.

Soybean-sized sweat oozed from Pu Shenyong's forehead, and his eyes were filled with tears. Painful moans came out from deep in his throat and through his nasal cavity. After a while, most of the pain disappeared, and he said slowly: "This Trash cans, the fuck are made of stone!"

(End of this chapter)