Chapter 1672 Going to Heaven?

"Okay." Zhang Yan responded, and then said another thing: "Mr. Wang is coming to stay in Rongcheng for a while."

"Huh?" Yuan Zhou didn't know about this and asked doubtfully, "How long did it take?"

"Yesterday, just after the Huai Dao Banquet, Mr. Wang announced that his eldest son Wang Mingjie would be the president of the Huai Dao Cuisine Department. Then I received a call from Mr. Wang, who said he would arrive in Chengdu today and tomorrow." Zhang Yanxi. Said carefully.

Zhang Yan was like his host in Sichuan. Wang Huailai came to Rongcheng to stay temporarily, so it was natural for him to inform his host.

The judges of this young chef exchange competition are Yuan Zhou, Fujiwara Iemoto, and Zhang Yan, and Yuan Zhou is the leader of the judging team.

The competition system is all ten points, and the team leader cannot give twenty points. The team leader's responsibility is to make a decision in the event of a tie.

The Young Chef Exchange Meeting was held in Chengdu. Although it was not Sichuan cuisine, as the president of the Sichuan Cuisine Association, Zhang Yan had no problem being a judge.

Of course, Zhang Yan is the least famous internationally, and Zhang Yan, like Zhou Shijie, takes good care of Yuan Zhou.

So when Zhang Yan found out that the rating was based on his own subjective consciousness, he took the initiative to call Fujiwara to explain the matter clearly.

"I heard that Mr. Wang specially brought Chef Wang to perform a lion dance for you, Xiao Yuan?" Zhang Yan asked.

"Yes, Chef Mingjie is also very skilled in knife skills." Yuan Zhou said cogently.

"That's right." Zhang Yan on the other end of the phone nodded. Wang Huaihui ran to Rongcheng, most likely because of the God of Cooking shop, so Zhang Yan told Yuan Zhou about it, and now he is even more sure.

"How does Chef Wang's knife skills compare to that of your apprentice, Technician Cheng, Xiao Yuan?" Zhang Yan suddenly asked.

When it comes to cooking skills, Yuan Zhou always has his own opinions, so he pondered for a few seconds before replying: "It's unfair to compare him with Chef Ming Jie."

Yuan Zhou's implication was that Wang Mingjie had always been overshadowed by Mr. Wang Huai's cooking skills, so it was unfair.

But when Zhang Yan heard these words, the meaning was different.

"Very good. At first, I thought you, Xiao Yuan, were the pride of our Sichuan cuisine. Now it seems that you are the pride of our entire Chinese cuisine. But the key point is, Xiao Yuan, you are from Sichuan Province, not Shandong Province, hahaha. "After speaking, Zhang Yan smiled proudly.

Zhou Shijie is from Lu Province. Seeing Zhang Yan being so arrogant, I don't know what kind of grudge the two have...

"There are still lines to apply for." Zhang Yan told Yuan Zhou another piece of good news on the phone.

Zhang Yan elaborated: "In the future, the airport bus line No. 6 will go directly from the airport to the food court next to Taoxi Road."

There are five airport bus lines in Chengdu. In addition to one in Pixian County, three of them are located at the train station and passenger terminal. The last one is located opposite the Minshan Hotel in the city center.

It was opened there because of its geographical location, close to the city center, and it was opened next to Taoxi Road because it was convenient for tourists to check in at the Kitchen God Shop.

The airport express line opens to Taoxi Road, so you can imagine the status of the God of Cooking shop.

"Thank you, President Zhang. I understand." Yuan Zhou thanked him.

Zhang Yan was also a resolute person, so he hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Yuanzhou looked at the phone and was silent for a while, and then asked a question in a very solemn tone in his heart: "System, am I the legendary Son of Destiny, who starts one against five, picks up artifacts everywhere, and is the overlord?" Once you let your anger out, everyone will bow down to you!"

The system was stunned by this sudden arousal, and remained silent for ten minutes before replying.

"How many dishes? So much to drink." The system displayed the words.

"There's only one plate of peanuts... Bah, what the hell." Yuan Zhou was almost thrown into trouble by the system, and he explained seriously: "Look, I was just confused about whether to ask for leave or not. Mr. Wang came to Chengdu. That means I don’t have to ask for leave.”

"This is no longer just luck. After all, I remember a lot of things like this where I fell asleep and fell asleep on the pillow." Yuan Zhou shouted in his heart: "So needless to say, I must be the most beautiful one in the night sky. Cub.

"

The system replied in a calm and unhurried manner: "This can only prove that I have koi attributes."

Yuan Zhou's excitement gradually subsided and he said: "How can you not learn from the system? You have learned 100% of Wu Beast's shamelessness."

The system now reads: "This system has not learned from Wu Hai's shamelessness. This system has learned from the host's thick skin. After all, this system has not yet reached the realm of Wu Hai."

"..." Yuan Zhou said: "Is it interesting to hurt each other?"

The system was silent. Yuan Zhou felt that the system must have realized its mistake and reflected on itself.

He didn't need to ask for leave. Yuan Zhou was in a much happier mood and recreated the turtle lion dance in the kitchen. In fact, at his level of knife skills, unless he was at the level of master knife skills, it can be said that one method can be used to master all methods.

"The turtle lion dance is quite difficult. It will take me at least a week or so to master it all." Yuanzhou thought to himself.

At about 3:30 in the afternoon, Technician Cheng arrived in a hurry. He first said hello to his master Yuan Zhou. Yuan Zhou nodded and then waited for the follow-up. After all, Technician Cheng would not come here if nothing happened.

"I have something to report to Master." Technician Cheng said respectfully.

"What's up?"

Yuan Zhou asked after putting down the knife. Don't touch the knife when talking, don't touch the knife when distracted, and don't touch the knife when you're not focused. These are the three no-touch rules that Mr. Wang has set for himself. Yuan Zhou thinks it makes sense, because he, Yuan Zhou, This has always been done.

"Kawachi is currently selecting six outstanding representatives in the six fields of catering, economics, literature, music, folklore, and science and technology." Technician Cheng said: "I just sent out a notice that I represent the catering field."

Technician Cheng roughly talked about this award. It is a relatively important award. It is a reward and support for outstanding talents. Anyway, it is a representative selected from six fields. When the time comes, it will give the green light in many aspects.

In the field of science and technology, he is the chief engineer of an electronics company. In literature, of course, he is a famous writer from Sichuan. In music, he is not a singer or star, but a professor in the piano department of Sichuan Music.

Needless to say, folklore and economics, the former is a famous scholar who studies folklore, and the latter is the founder of a large company.

"I think that in the catering field, you should be the master." Technician Cheng said his purpose.

"Then why do you think the official selected you as the catering representative of Sichuan Province?" Yuan Zhou responded.

"Uh..." Technician Cheng was stunned by the question. As soon as he received the news, he found that there was no master among the six people, so he rushed over without really thinking about it.

I just thought that, as an international chef, his chef is from Sichuan and the restaurant has always been in Sichuan. In this case, it is reasonable to choose Yuanzhou.

"You are the most suitable for this position. You can receive the award with peace of mind." Yuan Zhou said directly without explaining.

"Yes, master." Although Technician Cheng still had doubts, he was right according to his words.

"Also, you can call and talk about these things later. It's too hot, so don't come here." Yuan Zhou noticed that Technician Cheng's forehead was covered with sweat beads and he was still a little breathless, so he said this.

"That's not okay. Master's affairs are all important. As an apprentice, I should go out and do it. Moreover, this is respect for the master." Technician Cheng shook his head.

Really stupid, Yuanzhou complained in his heart.

But thinking about it carefully, Yuan Zhou only had a few words in his mind. After all, Technician Cheng valued etiquette so much, and it could be said that it was exactly the same as his rules.

"Master, if I don't have anything to say, I'll go back first." Technician Cheng always leaves immediately after saying this, never delaying Yuan Zhou's time.

"How are Liao Yue and the others observing?" Yuan Zhou asked with concern.

"The guys from the Green Kitchen Club are all talented chefs and learn very quickly," Technician Cheng said.

Yuan Zhou continued to ask: "That's good, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired. It's my honor as an apprentice to help the master share the burden." Technician Cheng said seriously.

After asking a few more questions about the specific matters of the Green Kitchen Club observation group, the two ended their conversation and Technician Cheng left.

"It's a coincidence, I was just about to send the photo." Yuan Zhou put away the knives and muttered in his heart.

Yes, Yuanzhou actually knew about the activity Technician Cheng was talking about, and he knew about it last night.

Sichuan officials wanted to select representatives from six fields, but there was indeed no field representative. Yuan Zhou received a call last night. He was named the "most outstanding representative of Sichuan."

That's right, there is one most outstanding representative among the six field representatives. Because it is an official selection, there is no publicity, so Cheng Zhaomei doesn't know about it.

And the official also hopes that Yuan Zhou can give a photo as publicity.

Fortunately, when he was promoting Xiangchu, Yuanzhou had taken a set of professional photos.

After selection, Yuanzhou gave a low-key and calm one to the staff.

In less than a minute, there was a reply: [Excuse me, Chef Yuan, the photo is very good. ]

"Well, let's put it this way, Zhaomei and I each hold one award. We, the two masters and disciples, are still very strong." Yuan Zhou smiled with satisfaction.

I went back to the second floor, washed my face and hands, and started preparing the ingredients for dinner.

During dinner, Wang Hong came early and was the first to arrive at the store with Wu Hai.

Then Wang Hong's first words to Su Ruoyan were: "I want a fried tenderloin and pancake fruit."

Su Ruoyan replied: "These two dishes are not on the menu, and this is street food..."

Naturally, Mao Ye had told Su Ruoyan that there were street snacks for late night snacks, and Su Ruoyan had already memorized the thick stack of menus from the God of Cooking shop in order to be a good clerk.

"What I ordered was not street food, I ordered fried tenderloin, which is Shandong cuisine, and pancakes and fruit, which is Tianjin cuisine..." Before Wang Hong could finish his words, he was stunned.

When he went back last night, he still wanted to eat fried tenderloin and pancakes, so he went to the snack street.

There wasn’t much else at night in Chengdu, but there were too many snacks and snacks. I bought a lot of them, but they weren’t as delicious as the sesame seeds on the pancakes made by Yuan Zhou.

Going home dejected, he suddenly remembered that he could order fried tenderloin and pancakes with fruit. Then Wang Hong checked and found that one of these two dishes belongs to Tianjin cuisine and the other belongs to Shandong cuisine, so Wang Hong came here excitedly tonight.

It wasn't until Wang Hong came back to his senses just now that the God of Cooking shop had not yet produced Tianjin cuisine and Shandong cuisine.

"Then I want a rice bowl, kung pao chicken, and mapo tofu." After Wang Hong ordered, he paid with Alipay. Because there were no pancakes and fried tenderloin, Wang Hong was still in a bad mood. high.

"Wang Xiaohong, don't be discouraged. I often think of some solutions that I think are good, but in fact they are full of loopholes. This is normal." Wu Hai, who had just finished ordering, actually comforted Wang Hong. This is really rare. thing.

"I'm so smart that I would make such a mistake. With your IQ, it's so normal." Wu Hai comforted him. After hearing this, he wanted to beat him to death.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Wang Hong no longer wanted pancakes and fried tenderloins, and now he wanted to kill Wu Hai.

What right does Wu Beast have to say that he has a problem with his IQ? Just as Wang Hong was about to refute loudly, he heard Wu Hai say: "There are many diners in this small shop, so don't affect others."

In one sentence, Wang Hong immediately suppressed what he wanted to say. Wang Hong could only write it down in a small notebook in his mind and think about it after dinner.

"This is the consequence of having no conscience!" Wu Hai chuckled, feeling very happy after completing his revenge.

It was true that he choked Wang Hong because of the late night snack. After all, Wu Beast was really serious about eating.

Overall, very childish.

After dinner was over and the guests and Su Ruoyan left, Wu Hai approached Yuan Zhou mysteriously, stroking his mustache.

"Don't say anything good about Compass, I didn't think about you." Wu Hai started.

"Well, what's the good news?" Yuan Zhou said calmly.

Wu Hai asked: "Going to heaven?"

This sudden question made Yuanzhou dialect unable to help but burst out: "What?"

"Oh my god, take a helicopter." Wu Hai said.

Yuanzhou then secretly withdrew his expression, returned to his calm state, and asked, "What is God doing? Isn't the earth enough for you?"

"Looking down at the Kitchen God's shop, don't you want to look down at Compass in the sky?" Wu Hai said.

After saying this, Yuanzhou was really interested. He also wanted to see Taoxi Road from the sky.

Yuanzhou asked: "When will you go to heaven?"

"Tonight, Jiawei booked a helicopter for me yesterday. Do you want to go?" Wu Hai said.

"Go, let me explain the matter in the tavern first." Yuan Zhou said simply.

"No problem, Jiawei will drive and wait for us at the end of the street. I have to go back to get my things. We will meet at the end of the street later." After saying that, Wu Hai ran away, but he did not say what time he would meet. Yuan Zhou The happy black beast shouted several times but didn't hear it.

This is true, but Yuan Zhou still has to explain the matter. Mao Ye usually comes more than twenty minutes early, and today is no exception.

Yuan Zhou told Mao Ye about the matter.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll have no problem being alone in the tavern." Mao Yema clenched his fist and expressed his stance.

Yuan Zhou nodded. Fortunately, it didn't rain today, otherwise there was really nothing he could do. After explaining, Yuan Zhou turned on his mobile phone and was about to ask what time the gathering was. Then he found that Zheng Jiawei had sent the gathering time, the exact location, and the license plate and number. The color of the car.

The meeting place was not at the end of the street, but at the fourth parking lot at the end of the street. It was almost time. Yuan Zhou went upstairs and changed into plain clothes. After talking to Mao Ye, he walked over there.

It took about ten minutes to walk. Yuan Zhou walked quickly, so he arrived at the fourth parking lot in about seven minutes.

I saw Zheng Jiawei and Wu Lin standing by the car waiting for someone.

"Boss Yuan", "Good evening Boss Yuan" Wu Lin greeted Zheng Jiawei.

"I'm sorry for Jiawei today," Yuan Zhou said.

Zheng Jiawei said: "No trouble, the helicopter I rented is quite big, no problem."

Helicopter flight, all procedures are in good condition.

"Xiao Hai hasn't come yet, so we can only wait for him." Zheng Jiawei said.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded and suddenly thought of something. From Taoxi Road to here, Wu Hai wouldn't get lost, right?

He also thought that Zheng Jiawei would not leave any loopholes in his work, so there must be some arrangement so that Wu Hai could find him.

About five minutes later, Wu Hai ran over carrying a small bag.

"The map you prepared by Jiawei is so useful. I found it easily. By the way, I brought my tape recorder with me, as well as the necessary oranges and mangoes." Wu Hai reported what he had brought.

Hmm... No notebook, pen, or drawing board, but oranges and mangoes? Yuanzhou didn't understand what this operation was.

What I don’t understand the most is, Zheng Jiawei drew a map for Wuhai? Has Wu Hai been found yet? !

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