Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 162

"The editor-in-chief of Shi...Shijian?" Qin Yue was taken aback, looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of her in surprise.

Mu Liufeng squeezed out a smile, "Can you tell me what happened after Cao Pingzhi came to your shop?"

"Okay." Qin Yue nodded, and hastily told the whole story of what happened last night.

Following Qin Yue's narration, Mu Liufeng already showed signs of gnashing his teeth.

Cao!flat!Of!
"Let's eat first!" Suppressing the anger in his heart, Mu Liufeng poured fried rice with eggs into his mouth.

Although he is not a food scorer, he is also the editor-in-chief of Shi Jian, and his ability to taste food is not weak.

This simple plate of fried rice with eggs surpassed the countless delicacies he had eaten before, and the other dishes were equally delicious, which made him a little unbelievable.

Every dish I ate has the strength to be easily listed on the food list, but that idiot Cao Pingzhi didn't give a high score to any of them.

Yes, none!

Even if only one item made the list, he wouldn't be so angry. He had heard about that bastard who used his job as a food reviewer to make money in the past, but many commentators had this situation, so he just opened his eyes. Close one eye, thinking that it won't affect the overall situation too much.

Food graders have always been like this. They don't open for half a year, but they open for half a year.

But such a serious dereliction of duty is enough to affect the credibility of Shijian.

Cao Pingzhi, that bastard!
Because of his own selfish desire and prejudice, he left without even taking a bite.

At this moment, Mu Liufeng couldn't help but doubt whether his previous indulgence to the raters was correct.

After a meal, Mu Liufeng and Lin Lang put down their chopsticks at the same time and looked at each other. Then Mu Liufeng called Qin Yue again, "Little girl, what time do you close at noon?"

"One o'clock at noon." Qin Yue didn't know why Mu Liufeng asked this, but she still spoke honestly.

"There is still time." Mu Liufeng took out a delicate pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at it, and murmured in a low voice.

"I heard from Lin Lang that there is also a way to eat hot pot in your restaurant?" Mu Liufeng pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"Yes, it's on the second floor." Qin Yue nodded and pointed to the stairs to the second floor.

Mu Liufeng smiled slightly, "Can I go up and have a look?"

"Yes, my sister is serving on the second floor. If you need anything, you can find her." Qin Yue had a smile on her face.

I don't know why, but the editor-in-chief of Shijian came to Hanshi personally, which gave Qin Yue a premonition.

Could it be that there is still a turning point for the Shijian matter?

"Lin Lang, sit here for a while, I'll go up and have a look first."

Leaving this sentence behind, Mu Liufeng walked up to the second floor, and walked down slowly after a while, with a pensive look on his face.

Walking in front of Lin Lang, Mu Liufeng raised his head abruptly, "Call all the raters except Cao Pingzhi, the scoring here must be completed in one noon!"

"Okay, editor-in-chief." Lin Lang nodded, turned and left the shop.

There is still a lot of time before the cold food closes. It is enough time to go to the editorial department and then come back.

Seeing Lin Lang leave quickly, Mu Liufeng took a deep breath, and then looked at Qin Yue with a smile, "If it's convenient, can you let me chat with the boss of your shop?"

These words seemed familiar, but when Mu Liufeng said it, he was obviously more polite than Cao Pingzhi. Qin Yue was inexplicably a little more excited, "Okay."

...

The development of the matter was beyond Qi Han's imagination. The editor-in-chief of Shijian came here in person, but his posture was very low. He not only expressed his apology on behalf of Shijian magazine, but also promised to complete the scoring of all Hanshi's delicacies within noon.

This also caused Qi Han to pull back his rapidly declining favorability for Shi Jian Magazine because of Cao Pingzhi.

Maybe Cao Pingzhi was just a piece of mouse droppings spoiling a pot of porridge?

All the raters on the other side were called away by Lin Lang in the name of editor-in-chief, and only Cao Ping was left sitting in the conference room, and he couldn't sit still.

what's the situation?
Call everyone, except yourself?
This target is too obvious, right?

Cao Pingzhi's expression was uncertain, and the list in his hand was slowly kneaded into a ball.

What went wrong?

...

"Five people take turns to evaluate the dishes on the first floor, and the rest evaluate the [-] kinds of pot bottoms, various ingredients, and dipping dishes on the second floor. Is there any problem?"

Mu Liufeng looked at the crowd with lightning-like eyes.

The raters, who were confused, nodded hastily, and Mu Liufeng's attitude eased a bit.

"Also, don't waste food."

...

The release of the new issue of Shijian is a top priority for countless diners who love food.

On this day, Wanshi Bookstore, the largest bookstore on Chenxing Street, put up a conspicuous banner with the words "Food Book New Issue Sale" early in the morning. Take it home and see it.

There are also many foodies who can't wait to read it directly in the bookstore.

Open the first side of the food book, there is a food called hot pot on it, and the score on the side is...

10 points.

Full score?

Shijian has never had a food with a score of more than 9.5 points. This time there is a perfect score?
Countless people were astonished

The foodies then turned to the second side, and the third side...

Then they discovered an even more terrifying truth.

The top [-] dishes on the food list were all taken by the same restaurant.

"Where is the cold food?"

On this day, many people in Star Luo City asked this question unanimously.

...

Holding a copy of "Food Guide", Qi Han mixed into the flow of people and quickly returned to Hanshi.

He took a cursory glance at the catalog, and saw that all sixteen dishes from his shop appeared on the food book, and even occupied the top sixteen places in the scoring list, so he couldn't help showing a smile.

"Ruyi, have you completed the time-limited task?"

"It's done, it's done!"

As Ruyi spoke, the task interface appeared in front of Qi Han.

[Limited time task: board the food table (completed)

Mission rewards: randomly drop recipe x1 (can be claimed), optional two-star recipe fragments x4 (can be claimed), soul power level +2 (can be claimed). 】

As Qi Han received his soul power level +2 without hesitation, a warm current flowed through his meridians, and his soul power grew a bit stronger again.

Level 29.

After another level, Qi Han can reach level [-].

Qi Han then received the random drop recipe and entered the system space.

Looking at the familiar turntable, Qi Han couldn't help feeling a little more nervous.

And beside him, there was another guy who was more nervous than him.

"Gao Xing, Gao Xing, Gao Xing, Gao Xing!" Ruyi stomped her feet, looked at the turntable nervously, clenched her cute little fists until the turntable stopped at the yellow area, and then her face collapsed, "Host you I'm afraid it's an African!"

Qi Han's expression became a little strange, "I always thought that the roulette was just a cover, and you decide what you win."

"How is it possible?" Ruyi shook her head, "That's really the result of the turntable turning on its own, and I have nothing to do with the rain."

Now Qi Han's face turned darker.

So he is really African?

Forget it, if you are not a chieftain, you are not a chieftain.

Qi Han looked at his lottery result.

Two-star recipe - three non-stick.

　Thanks for the reward of Qian Yin Chao Ebb and Flow!

　　Thanks to Unknown Flowers and Stink Ju for their monthly pass!

　　Congratulations to Sanmingyue and Xinglaiyuehui for being flopped for their Sanbuzhan!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)