System: Achieve the first restaurant at the start

But in the end, Cheng Yuan only went out with Tan Ziling alone. After all, he went out to walk around the street without any destination.

It's okay to take one person with you when you wander around like this, but when there are more people, the nature will change. Maybe you will get into a game hall or a large shopping mall to eat, drink and have fun.

Cheng Yuan and Tan Ziling were walking hand in hand on the bustling street. Although it was already seven o'clock in the evening, everything around was still very lively, with neon lights flickering everywhere, and countless lights shining on the earth and the twinkling stars in the sky. .

People came and went around, Cheng Yuan and Tan Ziling walked on such a road.

Cheng Yuan looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, but it was a pity that he was not as elegant or talented as the ancient literati. At this time, he could only sigh but could not write a good poem that will be passed down for generations.

"puff--"

Tan Ziling couldn't help laughing at Cheng Yuan who wanted to chant a poem but didn't know what to say.

But the process was far from paying attention, bought her a glass of lemon juice and continued walking forward.

"Perfect, what kind of life is perfect? ​​What exactly is perfect." Cheng Yuan looked at all kinds of people on the road, but his thoughts seemed to be getting more and more blurred, and the originally vague concept seemed to be farther away from him now.

"Idiot, having me, friends, and family isn't perfect? ​​When we get married, we will be perfect plus perfect!" Tan Ziling listened to Cheng Yuan's words, gave him a blank stare, and then drank her own hand. lemonade.

Cheng Yuan gazed into the distance and recollected Tan Ziling's words just now, yes, for him, what Tan Ziling said just now was indeed his ideal life of perfection.

Is this perfect?So what did the comprehender think a perfect life should be like?Has he ever thought about it this way, or does he just think that his cooking is perfect?

You should have thought about it, after all, if you just think that the cooking is perfect, there is a high probability that you will not understand the 'rhyme', because it is too one-sided.

So the comprehender should have lived a perfect life, otherwise how did he comprehend it?
As Cheng Yuan thought about it, he had already walked for a long time before he knew it, and Tan Ziling had already finished drinking the lemonade in his hand.

The time also came to 08:30, Cheng Yuan's thoughts still did not stop, and the surroundings were still full of people coming and going. The city did not become cold and quiet because of the nightfall, but the atmosphere of life became more intense. .

Busy office workers during the day now have free time to sit with a few friends at a roadside stall, eating kebabs and drinking Laoshan, and children who have gone to school for a day can go out and play with family and friends.

Everything around is so harmonious and beautiful, so why is this not a perfect life? At least at that moment, those who experience it are happy and beautiful.

This is the pyrotechnic atmosphere that belongs only to the world, and it is the pyrotechnic atmosphere that belongs exclusively to the night. Although it is not as elegant as in a high-end restaurant, it does not seem to be the temperament of being too cold at a high place, but it is also perfect for it!

When Cheng Yuan turned around, Tan Ziling had already dragged him into a snack bar. After walking for an hour and a half, Tan Ziling said that he was a little hungry.

Cheng Yuan withdrew his thoughts and rubbed his belly. He was indeed a little hungry. Suddenly Cheng Yuan thought that if a person who was extremely hungry had a full meal at this moment, would he feel that that moment was a happy and perfect life? Woolen cloth?

Cheng Yuan can't experience it, and it's impossible to experience it, but this doesn't prevent him from thinking that it must be!
"This doll is not bad, Lao Mo, I think he's almost catching up with you! No, this doll is destined to be higher than you in the future!"

"Well, you're right."

"Hey, sister-in-law, look at him, he is perfunctory to me!"

"You deserve it! Old Nine, you won't die if you don't say a few words, and you bother Lao Mo all day long."

"Tch, neither of the couple is a good person, you say yes, Xiao Gu."

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right!"

Cheng Yuan and Tan Ziling ate the last skewer together and were about to get up and go home, but Cheng Yuan just stood up and was pulled back by Tan Ziling before he could stand still.

"Hey, look, Ah Qing, Li Fushou has issued another statement!" Tan Ziling pointed at the phone screen with a surprised expression, looked at the phone and then at Cheng Yuan.

Hearing Tan Ziling's words, Cheng Yuan hurriedly took the phone from Tan Ziling's hand and looked at it. Since he had decided to compete for the position of the God of Cooking, he had to pay attention to Li Fushou.

Looking at the message on the phone, Cheng Yuan's eyes gradually narrowed.

"This Li Fushou is such a scoundrel. Last night he said that No.1 in the Chef Competition is the God of Cooking. Now he says that he must win the No.1 Chef Competition and challenge him." Tan Ziling said dissatisfiedly. The meatball swallowed, reached out and broke the stick that was placed aside.

Cheng Yuan looked at the phone and didn't speak. This Li Fushou is worthy of being a person who has lived for so long. Li Fushou said that it was the request of the Chefs Association, and directly blamed this matter on the Chefs Association.

But why did Li Fushou agree to the request of the Chefs Association? If he is not willing, no matter how much the Chefs Association asks, it will not be changed.

Cheng Yuan thought of a possibility, that is, he planned to be both famous and established, so that he would neither offend the Chefs Association nor those in the business world.

After all, he agreed to the request of the Chefs Association, so that they would have nothing to say, but he still intends to give up the position of the God of Cooking, and it depends on whether others have the ability to take it, so that he will not offend those bigwigs in the business world .

But wouldn't his plan to give up his position to his granddaughter Li Xinxin be in vain?

Hey, this is wrong, who is Li Fushou?Li Xinxin's grandpa, as long as Li Xinxin can win No.1 in the finals of the Chef Contest, isn't it up to Li Fushou to decide whether to win or lose the challenge?

So the latter condition is basically a dispensable decoration for Li Xinxin.

Cheng Yuan looked at the message on the phone, returned the phone to Tan Ziling with a sneer, then took Tan Ziling's hand and walked home.

"Ah Qing, what should I do?" Tan Ziling didn't know what cards Cheng Yuan had. She just felt that this wave of Cheng Yuan was a little dangerous. His reign does not include the time he spent learning how to cook.

And Cheng Yuan has only learned from a rising star for a few years.

Tan Ziling didn't know anything about the chef world either. She only knew that Cheng Yuan's cooking was great last time, but she didn't know exactly how good it was.