Chapter 1997 Improvisation

There are many examples, and famous diners are looking forward to it.

"Nutrition package for two months."

"Mine is a nutritional package for three months."

The second place and first place also happily opened their own rewards, and the atmosphere at the scene became even more enthusiastic.

Wu Hai also secretly participated in the competition, but he only participated in one event, which was shooting.

Spin in circles ten times, and then shoot five times. The winner is the one who scores more goals. Wu Hai chose this game to be very simple. He felt that since he had good eyesight and good hands, he would definitely score in the shots.

As a result, the confident Wu Hai didn't practice at all. At most, he touched a basketball under Zheng Jiawei's advice.

"I will definitely get three months of nutritious meals." Wu Hai looked at the basketball hoop with confidence.

Due to the exposure of the prizes, everyone's already positive enthusiasm has increased a lot. After all, the rankings are limited.

But there are many things that can't be achieved by bursting, such as high numbers and shooting.

There were no accidents during the two-day sports meeting, and the queuing committee did a good job in maintaining the event.

Yuan Zhou paid attention from beginning to end and felt that the most exciting event was definitely the "ball-picking long-distance run". It was 800 meters and there were sixteen table tennis balls in the middle, that is, there was a ball every fifty meters.

Each participating diner carries a small bag to hold table tennis balls. Each person cannot miss sixteen.

The reason it looks good is that some players miss the ball for the sake of speed, run to the end, and then fall back. Some of the balls were not installed properly and were scattered all over the floor.

The champion of the ball-picking long-distance running is Ms. Feng. Although she is not the fastest runner, nor the most agile in picking up the ball, she is the strongest in running and picking up the ball.

In the joy, the Kitchen God Shop Sports Meet came to an end. Some were really happy and some were sad. Those who got the rewards were very happy and eager to eat the nutritious meal.

Those who didn't get a ranking secretly thought about going back and practicing more after work to try for the next chance.

After all, with several months of meal vouchers, even though I can only order nutritious meals,

But it’s so valuable.

"Compass, your nutritious meal is not on the menu. I want to eat it." Wu Hai looked a little droopy.

There was no way, Wu Hai felt that the basket was useless. Even though the ball had already been thrown, the basket still couldn't catch the ball. It was so useless!

"There will be no menu at the moment." Yuan Zhou said.

The night before the sports meeting started, Yuanzhou finally decided on the contents of the nutrition package and made a nutrition package unique to Chef God's store.

However, in order to ensure the specialness of the God of Cooking Sports Games, nutritional packages are definitely not on the menu.

"I must eat five more dishes in a while." Wu Hai was silent for a while and said firmly.

Zheng Jiawei lagged behind and talked with Yuan Zhou about the follow-up matters of the sports meeting. This matter is not a one-time deal, it is a matter of many games, and there are many things that need to be busy later.

"These are my thoughts. If Boss Yuan has any ideas, you can tell me directly, or you can directly say it in the sports organizing committee group." Zheng Jiawei talked about the current situation.

The group was recruited by Zheng Jiawei. As the name suggests, it is a department responsible for various matters of the sports games. Most of the members in it are members of the queuing committee.

"You have arranged the other events well, Jiawei, but I think the events should be changed next time so that they can better reflect the purpose of our sports meeting." Yuan Zhou thought for a moment and said.

"Is this the truth, or is it Boss Yuan's thoughtfulness that I overlooked." Zheng Jiawei suddenly thought of Yuan Zhou's purpose for doing this.

The place Zheng Jiawei was looking for was indeed very close. It was in the building behind the alley opposite Taoxi Road, which was considered very close.

Dinner time was very close. Yuan Zhou returned to the store, washed up and changed clothes, and then started preparing dinner ingredients.

It took a lot longer at night than usual, Yuan Zhou's fingers were flying and he was busy at an extremely fast speed.

No surprise, during dinner Wu Hai turned his grief and anger into appetite and actually ordered five more dishes.

There are many people who have the same idea as Wu Hai. They all failed to get a place in the competition. It is not as exaggerating as Wu Hai. After all, the strength of the stomach and wallet does not allow it.

Cheng Zhaomei did not attend this sports meeting because he had other important matters.

After dinner, Yuanzhou was busy at his usual pace. He finally relaxed after handing over the tavern to Mao Ye.

"...The little bird said early, early, early, you..."

Just then the familiar ringtone rang, and the caller ID on it clearly read the word "apprentice".

"Recruiting girls, are you ready?" Yuan Zhou answered the phone and asked.

Cheng Zhaomei was not allowed to participate in the sports meeting because the quiz for Yuan Zhou's registered disciple was coming soon. As a direct disciple, the senior brother had many things to be busy with.

"Yes, Master, everything is ready. There is an event held by the Green Chef Association recently, which is a bit noisy, so I set the location of the exam at the Sichuan Cuisine Association. I have prepared the ingredients secretly, and I guarantee there will be no problems. I just went to see it tonight. It can be used normally tomorrow. Some ingredients will not arrive until tomorrow morning. I will go there again tomorrow to confirm the quality." Cheng Zhaomei explained the matter clearly and clearly.

"Recently, the Green Chef Association will be holding a social gathering of chefs from various places. It is really busy. It is suitable to arrange it at the Sichuan Cuisine Association. Then inform your junior brothers and sisters that the exam will officially start at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon so that they can be prepared." Yuanzhou thought. thought for a while.

Yuan Zhou is the president of the Green Kitchen Association. Although most decisions are made by the vice president and chairman, that is, Wan Li has more work, but no matter how big or small, Yuan Zhou must be notified. Nothing wrong.

"Master, I understand. I'll do it right away. You're busy." Cheng Zhaomei said immediately after hearing Yuan Zhou's words.

Then he waited for Yuan Zhou's confirmation before hanging up the phone, and then began to work. For the sake of efficiency, he did not notify him personally, but said it to the teacher group.

Yes, they created a group in private, and all the disciples were in it, including President Cheng, but there was no Yuan Zhou.

Usually they need to discuss any issue in the group. If Yuan Zhou is here, wouldn't they bother Yuan Zhou to solve the problem at any time? This was definitely not possible. It would waste Yuan Zhou's time too much, so he did not bring Yuan Zhou into the group.

And a group of registered disciples who received the official notice of the quiz immediately became excited -

[I think we can discuss more. I think the cooking method of fried prawns in sauce can be changed slightly. ]

[I don’t know what the master’s standards are. I asked my senior brother, but he refused to tell me. ]

[Going back to the previous question, if you failed the quiz for the first time, would you be really sorry to the master? ]

[Seriously, I haven't felt this nervous for a long time. ]

Anyway, it’s just a sentence, go to bed later and discuss the topics more, maybe you will find something that will be tested tomorrow.

Yuan Zhou didn't know that a group of his disciples were working very hard and were preparing to fight at night, sharpening their guns before the battle.

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