City: I, the God of Cooking!

Meng Zhan wanted to take another look, but the old man had already put away the token.

"Old man, we haven't seen clearly yet, is this token an antique or not?" the host asked suspiciously.

Mei Jianghuai chuckled, "The old man guarantees with his own personality that this token of the chef king is a unique treasure in the world, and it is also a symbol of status. If it is not for finding the successor of the chef king, he will not give this token take it out."

The host persuaded: "I know, why don't you take it out and let us have a look?"

Meng Zhan had already come to the sofa, his eyes fixed on the screen.

Mei Jianghuai pouted, but still took out the token and put it in front of the camera for everyone to see for a minute, then quickly put it back in his pocket.

This time Meng Zhan saw clearly that the token was definitely related to the altar, maybe it was the key to activate the altar.

The host said: "I believe everyone has seen it. Mr. Chef Wang even took out the treasures from the bottom of the box for this chef king competition. As for whether you can get them, it depends on everyone's ability."

"Please give us a break, the ad is back and more exciting."

Ke Li looked up at him, "Manager, are you going?"

Meng Zhan really wanted to go, but not for the competition, but to see the token with his own eyes.

He thought that if he made some connections through the Food Association, he should be able to contact Mei Jianghuai, right?
Thinking of this, Meng Zhan went straight back to his bedroom and contacted Feng Lingkong.

When Feng Lingkong heard that Meng Zhan wanted to meet King Chef, he said, "Why are you seeing him?"

Meng Zhan said: "To be honest, there was a news about the King of Chefs competition, did you read it?"

"Look, I think you should have called because of that token?" Feng Lingkong guessed accurately.

Meng Zhan said, "Yes, but I don't want to participate in the Chef King Competition, I just want to have a closer look."

Feng Lingkong said: "That's probably impossible. The King Chef is not an easy person. He can almost be compared with the veteran in terms of strength, and he has lived longer than me. There is nothing wrong with the King Chef Token being a treasure, including me." , many people know about it, but no one dares to pay attention to it.”

Meng Zhan didn't expect that even Feng Lingkong couldn't handle this matter. This shows that King Chef does have this strength, and can even be evenly divided with the Food Association.

"If you really want that token, I recommend you to participate in the Chef King Competition. Although you have defeated chefs from other countries in the challenge, you must know that the challenge is more about the survival ability of chefs. , Many foreign famous chefs have not shown their unique skills. But this time the Chef King Competition is different, you will meet even more skilled chefs, this may be a new challenge for you.” Feng Volley Road.

Meng Zhan thought for a while and said, "Okay, thank you President Feng, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Zhan decided to call now to sign up for the Chef King Competition.

As a result, the phone line was busy, and I called more than a dozen times in a row, but the situation was the same.

Then he opened the official website of the competition and wanted to register online, but it turned out that he needed to queue up, and there were more than 1000 people ahead of him.

Meng Zhan couldn't help showing a wry smile. The competition for the King of Chefs this time is not only for the title of King of Chefs, but also the rewards are very generous. Not only are there cash, shares of the King of Chefs Group, but the most important thing is that the winner can also get To the Kitchen King's Sutra!

The King Chef’s Manual is the hard work accumulated by the kings of the past generations for hundreds of years, which is very precious.

So there are so many chefs who sign up, and people from all over the country sign up.

Meng Zhan first posted his registration order on the Internet, and then planned to wait until tomorrow to see if he could be in the queue.

After closing the computer, Meng Zhan changed his clothes, went to the garage and drove a Maserati to the restaurant in Vienna.

When we arrived at the restaurant, it took 10 minutes.

After Meng Zhan parked the car, he walked into the restaurant and found Jiang Tinghui under the guidance of the waiter.

"Sir, your friend is over there."

"Okay, I see, you go down."

Meng Zhan cast his eyes on Jiang Tinghui, who was leaning on a chair, holding Ai Crazy Twelve and watching short videos.

I haven't seen her in more than ten years, and she has really changed Meng Zhan a lot.

The noble temperament of natural beauty in the past is gone, and there are only cheeks filled with hyaluronic acid, a protruding nose with fake bones, and double eyelids cut out by a scalpel.

Although the figure is protruding and warped, it looks like someone who is badly affected and forced to be thin. There is no coordinated aesthetic feeling, and it is not natural at first.

Of course, she is also considered a beauty now.

Maybe it's because Meng Zhan and Su Lingyin have been together for too long, so they don't like this kind of artificial beauty.

Meng Zhan walked over, "Long time no see."

Jiang Tinghui immediately turned her head and said coquettishly, "I thought you weren't coming."

Saying that, the beautiful legs wrapped in white stockings turned up.

The narrow skirt stretched the thighs, which attracted the attention of the man in the suit at the table next to him.

Meng Zhan opened a chair and sat opposite her, "I still have work to do. After all, I'm not like you, who can inherit tens of millions without doing anything."

"You're laughing at me again, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Tinghui asked.

Meng Zhan said, "Let's talk about something, I'm in a hurry."

Jiang Tinghui said: "Eat some, just treat it as my apology to you for what happened before. You won't even give this little face?"

Meng Zhan had no choice but to say, "You can order whatever you want, I'm not picky about food."

Jiang Tinghui called the waiter, ordered a few dishes casually, and said, "Bring the most expensive wine in your restaurant, and prepare two glasses."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After the waiter went down, Jiang Tinghui said: "The steaks in this restaurant are not the best. All the steaks I eat at Shanghai Restaurant are airlifted from foreign countries. The taste is great. Let's just take a little here."

After a while, the waiter brought the wine and poured it for the two after pulling out the cork.

"Okay, you can go down now." Jiang Tinghui dismissed the waiter and toasted, "To our reunion."

Meng Zhan picked up his wine glass and took a sip, thinking that it was really bad.

Maybe it's because I'm used to drinking my own wine, and the outside wine has become inferior wine, which is hard to swallow.

Seeing that Meng Zhan didn't drink much, Jiang Tinghui began to persuade him to drink, "Why don't you drink as much as a girl like me?"

"It's not a problem of drinking capacity, it's that this kind of wine is too bad to drink, and the grade is too low, I really can't drink it."

Hearing this, the guests at the two tables next to him burst out laughing.

Even the waiter couldn't help covering his mouth and sniggering.

"Brother, this is the most expensive Romanee-Conti in the restaurant in Vienna. He is known as the emperor of red wine. Lafite is a younger brother in front of it."

Meng Zhan turned his head and saw a man in a suit with a contemptuous sneer and said, "Then you haven't had better wine."

"You really amused me. If there is really good wine, you can show us it." The man sneered.