Martial Arts Cosmic Gourmet

Chapter 110 The Merchant's Desire for Profits

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"What is the chef thinking! Shuiwuyu, Frigga fireflies, and Oiwa pork are all difficult cooking ingredients. Shuiwuyu cannot leave the water for five seconds. It is difficult for Frigga fireflies to cook in bright places The special seasoning to be cooked, and Oiwa Pork are the ingredients for the strength of the knives. If these ingredients were exchanged for me, they would not last fifty times. The chef actually asked them to cook three thousand servings when they were hungry. horrible……"

In the back kitchen of Baxianhujin, a few chefs hid behind the wall and secretly observed every move of the back kitchen. Bai Niansheng stood in front of Shu Yun, Tong Dagu, and Huang Linlin, watching the three of them cook the three dishes with a serious expression. The difficulty of cooking these three kinds of ingredients is actually not too difficult. Only one action has been repeated hundreds or thousands of times, and sooner or later there will be accidents.

Bai Nian stared at the three of them desperately. He picked up the one-meter-long chopsticks and slapped the back of Huang Linlin's hand violently, and then shouted: "Pay attention to clean the internal organs of Friga's fireflies!"

"Yes!"

"Why did your movements slow down?" Bai Niansheng slapped Tong Dagu again. Tong Dagu was cooking Dayan pork. This is an extremely hard ingredient. It is very difficult, and someone like Tong Dagu who has processed more than 400 servings of Oiwa Pork is especially tired.

Bai Niansheng walked up to Shu Yun's side, looked at him, and walked in the direction of the others without saying a word.

The chefs who were peeping from the side gave a "wow" in unison.

"Sure enough, Shu Yun is the best here, the chef can't find fault with him."

"Shu Yun is probably the most authentic Chef Bai, and maybe he will become the third gourmet of Eight Immortals Lake Brocade!"

"If he becomes a gourmet, then the position of head chef will definitely be passed on to him. Chef Bai has long wanted to travel to alien systems. As a quenching-level gourmet, he is too talented to stay in Baxianhujin. How many years has it been since the chef left? I can’t remember.”

Suddenly, they saw Bai Niansheng's vicious eyes, which looked like they could kill people.

"We've been spotted! Get out!"

A few chefs fled away, and Bai Niansheng sighed, "Oh, one or two are desperate, but what they said is correct, Lu Duanping, a thing that no relatives recognize, actually left his junior brother behind, and was alone Going to look for hidden ingredients, but after so many years, there are no whereabouts, I really don't know what he is thinking."

Huang Linlin noticed Bai Niansheng's melancholy, and whispered to Tong Dagu beside him, "Master is thinking about that again."

Tong Dagu, a strong man, said foolishly, "Yeah, Master must be angry."

Shu Yun looked at those two people and shook her head, "You are still so stupid, Master is worried, but don't talk too much about our juniors, Master is over 30 years old, it's not wrong to stay in Baxian Lake Jin The way out, I think, after the three of us really become a gourmet, he can put down the Eight Immortals Lake Brocade, travel to different galaxies, and fulfill his dream."

The conversation between the three of them was overheard by Bai Niansheng, and the consequences can be imagined, "You three, double the amount of training, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish!"

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By the way, distant alien galaxy, nitdol star, fried chicken club.

A carrier pigeon flew by and left a letter on Boss Huang's desk.

Boss Huang half showed a golden tooth, and his expression was in a daze at the moment. What was placed in front of him was a treasure.

"This, this, this is actually an invitation letter for a food conference! How is it possible!"

Boss Huang has been running a restaurant for many years, and he has never seen a real food conference invitation letter. During the period, there are countless chefs. He did not expect that it was Li Dazhuang, a silly boy, who let him see the food conference invitation letter with his own eyes.

Boss Huang gritted his teeth. Speaking of which, this invitation letter was given to Li Dazhuang by the Culinary Conference Committee, that silly boy...

"Absolutely don't let him see this. No matter how stupid this kid is, he will definitely participate after seeing this. If this kid accidentally becomes a gourmet, then I... then I'm finished! What should I do? What should I do with my shop! Yes! Yes! Even if it burns down, I can’t let him see it.”

Just as Boss Huang was thinking, Li Dazhuang suddenly came out from the door, and he opened the wooden door with a snap. Because he was too tall, he had to lower his head to get in.

"boss."

When Li Dazhuang came in, Boss Huang had already scrambled to stuff the envelope under his buttocks, then hesitated and panicked, and answered him with the same expression as if he was caught in bed: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Boss, has anyone delivered a letter today?"

Does this kid already know!impossible.

"No, no." Boss Huang wanted to test it first.

Hearing Boss Huang said no, Li Dazhuang looked a little disappointed, "Oh, I wait for this day every year, because my master said that this day is an important day for all chefs, because on this day, There will be a letter to the best chef, but my master died without explaining what it is. I have been waiting for so many years, and it seems that I can't wait this year."

"You've been waiting?" Boss Huang frowned.

"Well, I have been waiting for 18 years since the day I started learning art from my master when I was four years old, and it seems that there is no such thing this year, so please do your best, boss, I'm going back to make fried chicken." Li Dazhuang looked very disappointed.

After Li Dazhuang went out and closed the door, Boss Huang finally took out the envelope, glanced at the letter, and seemed to be hesitating.

"This Li Dasha has been waiting for 18 years... Finally, this is an opportunity for him to become a gourmet...Maybe this kid doesn't have such superb skills, and he will be rejected if he participates in the preliminaries. Why don't we just let him Going to participate?" Boss Huang thought so, he stared at the letter for a long time, finally shook his head, put the envelope in the drawer cruelly, and said: "No, if this kid leaves, my store will open. I can’t go down anymore, people go to high places, water flows to low places, this is the law, and it’s the same for people, anyway, he’s doing well now, at worst, I’ll give him a raise in salary!”

Boss Huang stood up very firmly.

Although he knew it was unfair to Li Dazhuang, what was it to the businessman's lust for profit?

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At the same time, the solar system, Pluto, the Lieutenant's Mansion, and the guest room.

Mi Xiaobai slept for a whole day, and was finally about to stand up and stretch. As soon as he got up, the phone rang suddenly, and it was still the familiar voice.

"The boundless end of the world is my love, to flow there..."

"Hello." He answered the phone.

"Mr. Mi? This is Battelle Auction House. The buyer of the order you entrusted this morning has already been contacted."

"real!"

(End of this chapter)