Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 474 Attending the Annual Meeting 2
Ling Yun asked with a skewer, and the middle-aged elder brother laughed heartily while he was busy.

"Of course, this is my exclusive secret recipe. There is a kind of black raccoon pepper in this condiment, which is a unique wild spice in the mountains of Sichuan and Sichuan. It is used as pepper, and later because its taste is spicy but not spicy, and numbness is not numb, so gradually no one uses it. I also occasionally go to the mountains to collect spices and come across it. I came back and tried it, and found that this thing has an effect of increasing fragrance. Very good, it is most suitable for barbecue, so I will add a little every time I make barbecue seasoning powder."

Regarding Ling Yun, the middle-aged elder brother has no reservations now. In fact, this black raccoon pepper is his unique skill. His barbecue shop business has been good these years, and he can be called BBQ Zhang because of this black raccoon pepper. He never told anyone about this.

But now that Ling Yun asked, he would naturally tell everything, even in detail.

In the past two months of getting along, Ling Yun helped him many times. He felt that he had to be 100% honest with Ling Yun, like a close friend.

"Boss, your mutton skewers are too fragrant, give me another twenty skewers."

"I'll also bring twenty skewers here, and bring us a case of beer, iced!"

"Boss, I want ten kidneys!"

……

The second thing that Ling Yun didn't expect was that the business of the middle-aged elder brother was surprisingly good. Today was the first day of opening, but it turned out that the seats started at 5:7 pm and were already full by [-]:[-] pm.

The four newly recruited college students were sweating profusely from work. Ling Yun and Fatty had been sitting and eating meat and drinking, but now they had to get up and play the role of waiters.

The last few people set up more than ten tables on the roadside outside, so there are still people waiting for a seat.

At the same time, the circle of friends of countless students in the university city sent messages with similar content.

[Zhang Chunming, one of the eight finalists of "The God of Chef in China", joined the first floor of the world, and the barbecue is really a must! 】

……

In the next few days, the middle-aged elder brother will serve as a waiter for Ling Yun after waking up during the day, and Ling Yun and Fatty will serve as waiters for the middle-aged elder brother at night. This day, the first floor of the world queues up for egg fried rice during the day, and queues for barbecue at night. It was extremely hot.

What's more funny is that because of the booming business of the first floor in the world, the occupancy rate of the major hotels in Pan village was directly driven up.

After eating here, turn around and go back to the commercial street. One is that it is relatively far away, and the other is that the lighting in this row is not good at night, and the security level is not high, so most couples simply go directly to Pan inside after eating here. The village is gone.

Of course, because of this reason, the big kidney of the middle-aged brother sells exceptionally well.

Time flies, and another week has passed.

After getting up, Ling Yun got up and put on a new dress, without disturbing the fat man and the middle-aged elder brother, went downstairs and closed the door gently, said hello to Xu Qing who had already come to clean the store, and then left quietly.

About an hour later, I heard a fat man calling like a pig from outside the window on the first floor of the world.

"Ling Yun, the bastard, ran away again!!!"

……

At this moment, Lingyun has already boarded the expressway and is expected to arrive at the Wenyue headquarters in 3 hours.

The other 49 invited writers are also on their way by various means of transportation at the moment.

In order to facilitate the organization of the annual meeting, Wen Yue directly booked the Hill Hotel on the 8th floor of their office building, and Hammer and other editors also became responsible for the reception.

It stands to reason that the editors of each category are responsible for receiving their own categories, but Xianxia is quite special, one category has two editors, and the key is that the authors under these two editors are enemies.

So after considering this situation, the editor-in-chief let Feishen move freely. On the surface, he said that he was an old employee and he didn't need to be so tired. In fact, he was afraid that this guy would provoke Luohe again and be rubbed on the ground.

In the coffee shop downstairs, Feishen was comfortably laid out on the leather sofa in the card case, talking with a phone in his hand.

"Well, you went downstairs and saw a coffee shop coming in, card 3, yes..."

About 5 minutes later, a tall man with glasses and a parted head, carrying a computer bag, opened the door of Card 3.

"Flying God!"

"Hehe, the cold wind is coming, it's hard work, sit down. I know you like coffee, so I ordered the most expensive coffee for you."

The only thing Feishen wants to catch today is his own cold wind. He is afraid that the cold wind will go upstairs and get close to the hammer, so he pretends to drink coffee here, but in fact he intercepts it halfway.

"How is it? Is the journey going well?"

"Successful, my house is not too far away, and the high-speed train will arrive in just over an hour."

"That's good, what's the matter with you in the fourth round? You almost didn't even keep the 50th place?"

Seeing Feishen's complaining expression, Leng Fengxin said that the baby is suffering...

……

At the same time, other contestants who participated in the annual meeting also came one after another, and the editors of the various categories upstairs were like a large-scale recognition scene.

"Oh, you are a gopher, you really look like..."

"Editor, is there anyone who praises you so much?"

……

"Hey! I didn't expect that the top master of our historical classification turned out to be a girl!"

"The writing style is so majestic, it's hard to believe..."

……

The male editor of this history category seemed to see a treasure, and immediately turned into a licking dog with his tongue out.

The other editors also joked with the authors they classified, except...

Only the classification of Xianxia is a bit special.

Ling Yun stood in front of the hammer wearing a mask, his eyes widened in disbelief!This time it wasn't the editor who was surprised, but the author who was surprised!

"Are you a...female?"

"Yes."

"You, you... your name is Hammer?"

"Yes."

Hammer smiled sweetly.

Ling Yun was even more unbelievable. For so long, he had been chatting with the other party. From the name of the other party's iron hammer to the cartoon headshot with a naked beard, he didn't look like a woman at all, so he couldn't help muttering.

"How did you pick up a hammer?"

Unexpectedly, Hammer took out his ID card directly.

"Because my ID card is called Iron Hammer... Are you Chen Tong?"

"I...I am."

Ling Yun swallowed, feeling a little guilty at the moment, only to hear Tie Hammer take out the registration book and stretch out his slender hand.

"Your pen name is Chen Tong, and your ID card is registered as...Ling Yun? Right, I'll verify and register your ID card."

Ling Yun took out her ID card, Tie Hammer glanced at it, and then she was about to register when she snorted again, and saw her eyes widen.

"You you you... are you Ling Yun?"

"Uh... yeah."

"It's... that Ling Yun?"

Iron Hammer asked nervously and excitedly, Ling Yun pulled off his mask with a smile, and saw the other party's eyes widen like a nympho! ! !

"Shh!"

Ling Yun hissed with a smile, and then pulled up the mask again.

Seemingly aware of Ling Yun's scruples, Tie Hammer also lowered his voice knowingly, and leaned forward with eyes full of nympho and whispered.

"Mr. Ling, I'm your fan, can you take a photo with me? Well... you really wrote "The Legend of the Young Cultivator"? I admire you so much. You can sing, cook, and the novel It’s so well written, do you have a date? Don’t get me wrong, let me ask for my friend, me, me, me..."

(End of this chapter)