Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 361
"If you find the wrong person..." Lin Lang thought for a while, and his eyes lit up, "Then the prophecy can be broken without any effort!"

"And this candidate...is very important!" Zhuang Ye's eyes were dark, obviously he had considered this matter long ago, "She and Wen Xiao can't be too different in age, she must have excellent cooking skills, and she must have excellent cooking skills in the kitchen. The right time just happened to appear in front of everyone with an excellent posture..."

"Even if you can't overwhelm Wen Xiao's limelight, you must have the strength to impress the fox people!"

He took out a folder and threw it to the man on the sofa, "This is the qualified person I have screened, now let's see which one is more suitable."

Lin Lang opened the folder, and the first thing that appeared in front of him was a cute and gentle girl.

And in the column of her name, there are two big characters clearly written in black and white:

in month.

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During the few days she stayed at Deng's house, Wen Xiao made rapid progress under Deng Longteng's personal teaching. Some of the previously obscure and confusing areas suddenly became clear, and her sword skills were also steadily improving.

Deng Longteng looked at Wen Xiao who was almost living in the kitchen with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Today, when every family of chefs is desperately wooing talents to expand their influence, the Deng family is declining irresistibly.

The Deng family has some of the most powerful chefs in the chef world!The Deng family's huge private restaurant even has to make reservations until after January!The Deng family has produced three generations of kitchen gods, each of whom is a ghost with amazing talent in the field of chefs!But the Deng family is still on the road of decline.

No matter how big a private restaurant is, can it be bigger than a national chain store?Can it be as big as a catering company with strong financial resources?
For most people, eating is just a physiological need. Everyone loves to eat, but they don't spend too much time on eating.

If there is a delicious chain store 100 meters away from your workplace, but there is a private restaurant with excellent taste 5000 meters away, where would you choose?

You may have to go to that private restaurant to eat, but you will only go there once or twice.

What can solve your daily needs is, after all, a convenient and simple chain store.

The Deng family is facing such an embarrassing situation.

Anyone who has eaten at the Deng's restaurant has received rave reviews, but after a year, the Deng's restaurant is only making a small profit, while those catering companies can make a lot of money.

The Deng family insists on using the best chefs to cook the best dishes, but they will never become the most prestigious catering giant.

At this moment, the Deng family is in great need of a turning point.

And Wen Xiao is the turning point!

As long as Wen Xiao can stand out in the competition, the Deng family can open a private restaurant for her to relieve the financial pressure.

For the Deng family, which currently only has one senior chef, this is undoubtedly a timely help.

"Master, should the knife be cut horizontally or vertically?" Wen Xiao looked at Deng Longteng seriously, "Will this kind of cutting damage the texture of the meat..."

Deng Longteng smiled slightly, and stepped forward to teach him hand in hand.

He is already content with having such a young apprentice who loves cooking.

Deng's family recipe finally has someone who can carry it forward.

A few days passed, and in a blink of an eye it was the semi-finals and finals.

Standing on the stage now, Wen Xiao no longer felt nervous, but became more and more comfortable.

In the rematch, 15 out of 10, Wen Xiao had an easy time.

Before you know it, the final is coming.

Wen Xiao lay on the bed with Tu Yuan and kept urging her to find steamed buns.

She misses the little mantou a little bit.

　I also kind of miss the buns.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)