Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 68
Chrysanthemum goes downstairs.

As the leading restaurant in the Land of Abundance, it is inevitable that it occupies a large area. The imposing buildings are located in this block. Compared with the nearby residential houses, it is simply like the painting style of peacocks among chickens.

Carved beams and painted buildings, antique.

The point is, on the lintel of the main building, a gold-lettered plaque shines brightly against the rising sun.

This is a royal signboard.

After staying in the paradise for so many days, it was the first time for Xia Yan to stand in front of the main building of Ju Xialou, looking up at this magnificent building complex from a close distance.

Here, the chefs of all dynasties must be the strongest and most famous one!
As for the replacement of the head chef, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the candidate for the new head chef has to start a cooking competition with the old head chef!
The winner is the owner of these luxurious buildings!

However, the current business situation of Juxialou is quite in line with the estimate on Xiayan Road.

The old master either ran away, or was poached by Shao An.

Fairy Pui died of illness again.

Ju went downstairs and couldn't maintain the operation of the kitchen at all, so the door was closed tightly, and there were not a single cat or wild dog here on the front of the main building.

Xia Yan stood on the bluestone street, a gust of bleak cold wind blew by, bringing up dead branches and fallen leaves.

He stepped forward and was about to knock on the door when he found a red sheet pasted on one of the door panels. On it was written neatly and neatly in regular script:

recruitment.

There will be one chef for cold dishes, one for pastry, one for stove, and one for chopping board.

There are several apprentices who play lottery and odd jobs.

Negotiable details!

Xia Yan read the recruitment content, showing such a smile: "No wonder Chen Zhiyuan vomited twice in three days, and Juxia's recruitment test was not easy."

"Based on the player's current level, as a part-time apprentice, I am afraid that he will not be able to pass the interview of the Liu siblings."

As for the chef of cold dishes and the pastry chef, in Xia Yan's view, they are more like the positions of directors of some cuisines or chefs in charge of spoons, and they are not qualified even if they don't have nine stars.

At this time, about ten meters away from the front of the main building, a side door for daily entry and exit opened with a "click".

A plainly dressed girl in a plain dress came out with a broom.

Before sweeping the dead branches and fallen leaves, the girl looked up and found Xia Yan standing in front of the main door, and immediately walked over quickly, "Excuse me, are you here to apply for a job?"

On the face without makeup, it is obvious that there is a look of anticipation.

The girl's dark and agile eyes observed Xia Yan.

About 20 years old.

young.

The girl subconsciously looked at his hands lying flat beside her, and saw that his palms were clean, without the basic skills such as hard practice of knife skills and cooking pots, the old skin and calluses were worn out, and a pair of delicate eyebrows frowned immediately.

The hope on his face was also replaced by vigilance and suspicion.

There's no way, it's really these days that I've been bothered by some weird guys.

"Liu Keling?"

The young man looked at her in amazement and said her boudoir name.

The girl immediately clenched the broom in her hand, her eyes sharpened instantly: "Are you another frivolous bastard calling other people's boudoirs like last time—"

Noticing that Liu Keling's aura had changed drastically, Xia Yan quickly said, "I'm not here to apply for the job. I have my own restaurant."

The girl was about to take on black air.

"Although my mother is gone, but when Ju goes downstairs, not everyone can come to provoke him!"

"Your dead father and I are brothers from the same school!"

Hearing this, Liu Keling still looked at Xia Yan expressionlessly, with a trace of mockery on her lips: "Oh, is that so? My father passed away 11 years ago. Although I was young at that time, regarding my father's cooking skills, he I still remember the taste and style clearly!"

"How do you prove that you are from the same school as my father?"

What the hell, this girl is really not easy to deceive.

Xia Yan originally wanted to make up a random reason to see Liu Maoxing inside the high wall, but he did not expect that the sister of the talented little chef is an overly cautious girl. .

Hey, other people's breasts are not small, but their brains seem to be enough.

"Cooking?" Liu Keling asked.

"It can only be this way."

His calm answer caused a trace of surprise to appear in the girl's eyes.

Just like that, Liu Keling closed the door with her backhand, and led Xia Yan into the interior of Juxia Building.

Bringing a stranger into the house, the girl has no burden at all, obviously not worried about the evil intentions of the man following behind, of course, Xia Yan glanced at the young girl without stopping, his eyes on Liu Keling's The interest is far less than that of Liu Maoxing who is about to meet.

Well.

Compared with Xingping Chuangzhen, is Liu Maoxing at this age the kind of innocent and innocent in the original book?
"arrive."

Stop in a courtyard.

As soon as Liu Keling pushed open the door of the practice kitchen, a boy came out of another room directly opposite, "Sister, are there any applicants at last?"

Xia Yan turned around and looked at the young man standing at the door, who was also looking at him curiously.

"Ugh, so small!"

He was speechless for a while.

For Liu Maoxing at this age, calling him a boy would make him look old, it would be more appropriate to call him Zhengtai, after all, he is only 13 years old.
However, Liu Maoxing still has a very classic image, with a red turban covering his long black and blue hair. Xia Yan found that both he and Xing Ping Chuangzhen had the characteristics of wearing a "turban", and couldn't help complaining secretly.

Could it be that this is the standard configuration of pig's feet?

Liu Maoxing was wrapped around his head, more like a red headband.

Xingping Chuangzhen, wrapped around his forehead like a white forehead protector.

Just when Xia Yan felt that he needed to fix a turban, bang bang bang!

From the direction of the main building, there was a knock on the door.

Liu Keling glanced at Xia Yan, said to Liu Maoxing, "You look after him, Subaru", and hurried to the main building.

A young man and a gentleman were left behind, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"I heard that you are going to have a cooking competition with Shao An?" Xia Yan took the initiative to find a topic.

"correct."

Speaking of the upcoming competition, Zhengtai Liu Maoxing, who couldn't hide his thoughts, murmured with a sad face: "That guy Shao'an, when his mother was alive, praised his qualifications and cooking skills again and again, saying that he will definitely take over in the future." Chrysanthemum is the master chef's stick, who knows that he..."

He clenched his fist, anger written all over his face.

"Why!"

"Why did Brother Shaoan become like that... But no matter what, I will definitely win the game and kill that guy!"

His anger burns quickly and disappears quickly.

Within a few seconds, Liu Maoxing stared blankly at his flattened palm.

"Confused? Not confident enough?"

A whisper reached his ears, causing Liu Maoxing to nod his head involuntarily.

"I heard that the topics of every cooking competition are very tricky and weird. In fact, the dishes I can cook...can be counted on ten fingers..."

Xia Yan was not surprised when he heard this.

Before he defeated Shao'an and went to Guangzhou Yangquan Restaurant to learn his skills, Liu Maoxing's cooking skills were simply a mystery.

Weakness, on the topic of "Ma Po Tofu", defeating Shao An, who is a super chef, to win the culinary competition.

"That's right." Xia Yan patted his head, secretly saying how he forgot about the majestic protagonist's krypton gold cheats.

taste memory.

Liu Maoxing successfully restored the magic mapo tofu by relying on the "mother's taste" that he had eaten in the past.

There is also taste image deduction, which can deduce new recipes and new dishes in one's mind by memory, and reject them in one's mind if it is not feasible. There is no need to be clumsy and test one by one.

(End of this chapter)