The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 983 Chapter 24 Dispute
Anyone who is familiar with Jing Jiuming knows that this old man over sixty seldom gets angry.At most, because of the principle of doing things, I have some disputes with others, but it will not rise to a state of blush.But today, Jing Jiuming was really angry.

After watching the-blue's game, he thought about how to find an opportunity to bring Zheng Ke in.Like him, Qi Xuefeng and Tong Qianxi also had the same plan. The three of them hit it off and proposed this suggestion at the meeting in Jiulaoge.

The other six Guro Pavilion members also saw the-blue's game and still had an impression of Zheng Ke's performance, so they planned to pass this proposal.As a result, Xiao Han suddenly appeared and opposed Jiulaoge's proposal.

Of course, Xiao Han couldn't stop their decision, but Xiao Han invited his teacher to serve as Chuan Pavilion and Xiang Pavilion in Jiulao Pavilion.

In this case, the nine people could only reluctantly agree with Xiao Han's opinion.At that meeting, Xiao Han also proposed to take Zheng Ke to the Oriental Academy, and he wanted to communicate with Zheng Ke.

Jiulaoge communicated a little bit and agreed to Xiao Han's request, and by the way, agreed to Marcus' request.

Jing Jiuming originally thought that Xiao Han saw that Zheng Ke had no potential in cooking.In fact, he has seen quite a few people like this. Some people looked like culinary geniuses when they were young, but when they grow up, they have no interest in cooking.

Now he found that Zheng Ke's performance was not consistent with his original idea.

"Why did he become the second Fu Xiuyun?" Xiao Han asked back, "Besides, even if he came to the East, it would be a waste of time. I don't think this is a good result for him."

"If he comes here, Dongfang can always be at the top of the culinary school. You should also know that no one in the eight pavilions in the second grade can beat Catherine."

"However, his world can't only be the Oriental Academy, he should have no relationship with the East." Xiao Han frowned slightly, with a trace of anger in his heart.

"Snapped!"

Jing Jiuming clapped his hands on the table, his face flushed, "This is not in Dongfang's interest."

"Sorry, in my eyes, Chinese cuisine is far more important than Oriental Academy." Xiao Han picked up the teapot and gently poured a cup of tea.

"Then you should let him study in the East? Is there any place in the world that is more suitable for him to learn Chinese cuisine than the East?" Jing Jiuming asked.

"Brother, do you know what I've been thinking about since I saw Zheng Ke's game video?" Xiao Han asked back.

"How do I know?" Jing Jiuming asked depressedly.

Xiao Han leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.The snowflakes drifted down slowly and scattered in all directions with the breeze.

"He, who studied cooking at Yuanyue Academy, which does not focus on Chinese cuisine, can cook Chinese cuisine that is no less than or even better than Que Zhengqing's by relying on his basic skills... I think again, the East exists. What's the point?"

Jing Jiuming stared at Xiao Han with wide eyes, "Junior brother, you have to be clear, what are you talking about?"

"Of course I know about this. However, I also want to ask my brother to seriously think about a question."

Jing Jiuming looked at Xiao Han suspiciously.

"In the past ten years, have you cultivated even one chef who can be recognized by the world's culinary circles?"

"Fu Xiuyun." Jing Jiuming said a person's name effortlessly. "By the way, Cheng Huaizhi is also good. He just won the championship of the-blue."

Neither of these two people were from Chuan Pavilion, but in order to stop Xiao Han's mouth, Jing Jiuming moved these two people out.

"You talk about them—well~ Actually, you should also know that this year's the-blue, in fact, there are not many outstanding contestants, and there are also many excellent students from students other than the eight major cuisines. What I said today is a bit A lot, but I still want to remind my seniors that the-blue will be held in Yangcheng at the end of the year, well, I hope the championship will not be taken away by others."

Xiao Han stood up and glanced at his watch, "The doctor said, I can't stay up late, brother, I have to go."

"Wait, let me tell you, as the host, there is no reason why Dongfang can't win the-blue championship." Jing Jiuming said.

"Oh, last year's Lan Ji thought the same way, and you know it in the end." Xiao Han shrugged and walked downstairs.

Jing Jiuming watched Xiao Han go downstairs and rubbed his chin, "This Xiaohan... seems to have talked a lot today, which is really rare. But, is there really an accident at the-blue at the end of the year? With Xiaoyun and Xiaozhi here, Is it unsafe? Well, I still hope that Xiao Que will get up quickly, right?"

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Zheng Ke, who was leaning on the sofa, suddenly became alert, opened his eyes, the light on the roof was extremely dazzling, and looked out the window, it was pitch black.

Because the mobile phone is no longer on his body, Zheng Ke, a "watchless person", has no way of knowing the exact time.

In fact, at this point, both black and white days are not very important to him.All he has to do is to learn as much as possible the cooking skills taught by Xiao Han within 10 days.

He wished he could spend all his rest time—of course, it was impossible.

No matter how hard he insisted, he still had to sleep. He didn't want to be the protagonist of the news one day-a student died suddenly because he didn't sleep for many nights.

Proper rest is necessary, but now Zheng Ke still can't let go of the recipes in his hands, so he can only read two pages when he wakes up, and sleep on the sofa when he is sleepy.

These books are not pure recipes, but there are some concepts related to major cuisines, especially the analysis and introduction of ingredients that may be used in major cuisines, which completely attracted Zheng Ke's attention.

It would be nice if I could take one with me.

Although he knew it was unrealistic, Zheng Ke still kept some fantasies. Of course, in many cases, he still had to use a pen to write down what he thought was the key.

Like this, sleeping and reading alternated two or three times, and the sky finally showed signs of getting brighter.

Zheng Ke quickly sat up from the sofa, stretched his waist, his arms and waist were very sore.

After taking two deep breaths, Zheng Ke left the room, went to the kitchen, glanced at the piles of dishes, and made up his mind to get rid of all these ingredients quickly.

Xiao Han appeared in the kitchen from time to time. In addition to providing Zheng Ke's three meals a day, he also had to check whether the ingredients Zheng Ke cut were up to standard.But Zheng Ke couldn't care about Xiao Han, he only had the ingredients in front of him in his eyes.

Before he knew it, the frequency of swinging the kitchen knife in his hand gradually increased.Xiao Han, who had just walked into the kitchen, saw this scene, and his eyes brightened.

In the middle of the night, after Zheng Ke cut the last piece of beef, he sat weakly on the stool, his arms seemed to fall off at any time.

However, when he looked at the empty kitchen, he felt unbelievable. He actually cut all the ingredients in the kitchen.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Zheng Ke stood up with difficulty and walked towards the resting room.

I need to get a good night's sleep tonight. As for the book I've only read a small part of, let's put it away for now.

(End of this chapter)