Facing the aggressive beautiful girl, Wolfgang showed no expression.
He took out a cigar from his pocket and flicked it into flames with his fingertips.
"Don't get me wrong, I mean your future, your future. As for now, you are just a child."
After blowing out a smoke ring, Wolfgang said with a contemptuous smile: "This level of cooking is just a kid's joke to me."
The beautiful girl's face flashed with anger.
"You don't think this is all my strength, do you?"
Wolfgang shrugged: "I know, it's just a preliminary round, but it's just for fun. For a toy, your sweet sundae house is quite qualified."
"Since it's all just for fun, let's have a little comparison."
"How to say?"
The beautiful girl smiled and said: "Let's decide based on points. I'll bet two million Baileys!"
Two million Baileys, a well-deserved sum of money.
Even chefs with extremely high incomes cannot afford it easily.
Taking Soup Soul as an example, excluding benefits and various ingredients, the annual cash income is only 600,000.
Wolfgang was also shocked by this number. How could this small Northland permafrost mining industry have such a rich fortune?
Or is it just the chef’s personal property?
Wolfgang has the fan resources of the Vought Hotel and has no reason to be afraid.
"Okay! I'll bet you!"
"readily!"
Wolfgang turned and left, and before leaving he asked: "What's your name?"
"Qianxue!"
"Very good, I remember you."
At the judging table, the host enthusiastically introduced the major famous stores, which was equivalent to free advertising promotion and really increased a lot of traffic.
And this is very unfair to some small shops.
There wasn't much passenger traffic in the first place, but it was sucked away a lot.
That's what fame brings.
But there are exceptions.
The host gave a round of introductions and then left the stage to drink tea.
"It takes a lot of effort to spread the sound throughout the venue!"
"After these six days, the next game will be much easier."
Suddenly, the host seemed to have thought of something.
"There was nothing wrong with that inn this morning, right?"
"Is he the one who is particularly undisciplined?"
"right."
"Not only is there no fraud, business is pretty good. I just went to try it, and it tastes pretty good!"
"Huh~ Then I'll be relieved."
After all, if something goes wrong at this time, it will be the loss of the entire Northland.
It's so careless and careless, which is really worrying.
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The sun is getting late.
A large number of diners spent all their points and left one by one with regrets on their faces.
Due to too many diners, each restaurant does not provide enough food. It is still impossible to satisfy yourself with just ten small balls.
Business at Zhang Wei's side was booming. Stones were burned again and again, and mountains of meat and vegetables were eaten up.
A man dressed in elegant clothes put down his bowls and chopsticks, his expression neither happy nor sad.
Zhang Wei's assistant immediately came forward with the points box: "Sir, are you satisfied with your meal?"
It stands to reason that after eating it, you should at least give it a meaning.
If you are satisfied with your meal, pay more.
But this elegant man had no intention of throwing the ball, and instead began to close his eyes and meditate.
"guest?"
"What's this dish?"
"If you don't give up, you will be given chrysanthemum."
"What is the solution to this problem?"
The assistant scratched his head and said sheepishly: "This name was given by my chef, and I was confused when I heard it."
"Can I meet your chef?"
"this……"
"I am Shui Yuntian's chef, Yunshang Zhenjun."
"Okay, I'll go and report it."
Although one person has to complete all the cooking work, Zhang Wei, the chef, does not show any panic at all, and occasionally has time to stop and drink herbal tea.
The assistant brings the message to.
"True Lord Yunshang? Never heard of it."
The assistant's mouth twitched.
Yunshang Zhenjun, the legendary chef of Shui Yuntian.
From the elderly to the children, who in the North doesn’t know?
Despite his middle-aged appearance, he left a huge legend in the Northland as early as 50 years ago. Now, although he has the title of chef, he has not entertained guests for a long time.
It can be said that without True Lord Yunshang, there would be no Shuiyuntian today.
And True Lord Yunshang is also the most powerful enemy on the black list!
"Then shall I send him away? By the way, he also asked you about the meaning of the name of the dish."
Zhang Wei thought for a while, took out a pen and paper and wrote down a few words.
"Give this to that fungus."
"It's Zhenjun!"
"whatever."
On the table.
True Lord Yunshang opened the paper and took a deep breath.
"Domineering!"
"Objective, what is written on this paper?"
True Lord Yunshang stood up and said to the chef: "I will participate in subsequent competitions and hope to have the opportunity to compete with you."
The sound was not good, but it was so penetrating that it was difficult for Zhang Wei not to hear it.
After saying that, smoke rose up around True Monarch Yunshang and disappeared instantly.
The assistant picked up the piece of paper and read it word for word.
"When autumn comes, September 8th..."
"After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you..."
"The incense formation reaching the sky penetrates Chang'an..."
"The whole city is covered with golden armor..."
After reading it, the assistant looked puzzled.
"This is a poem about scenery, right? Where is Chang'an?"
"What does poetry about flowers have to do with this delicious food?"
"Although I can't understand it, I always think it looks cool."
Even Yunshang Zhenjun thought it was very good, but the assistant could only blame himself for not studying enough. After thinking about it, the assistant transcribed this poem at the door.
Since it is the definition of a dish, it is definitely okay to put it here. Maybe someone will understand it.
Dong Dong Dong~
Not long after Zhang Wei ran out of ingredients, the drumbeat sounded to end the competition.
"Three o'clock sharp!"
"The first group in the first round, the competition is over!"
"Start counting votes now!"
Staff members carry points boxes from store to store.
These points bins are similar to small trash cans. Each household has a hundred of them, with the names of various organizations engraved on them.
In order to prevent cheating, these scoring balls are allowed in but not out, and only the organizer has the key.
"Pioneering Building Materials and Construction Company...2521 votes."
The order of counting of votes is that the lower the number of votes, the higher the priority. As the fiftieth person, there is no suspense anymore.
And this pioneer building materials and construction company, like wine and beauties, are all things that have been forcibly procured.
"Huaichun rice bowl... 2611 votes."
"Enthusiasm sister's restaurant... 2800 votes."
"Breaking down the bird's nest restaurant..."
"Moon Face Beauty Makeup..."
"Qiu Shui Picture Pavilion..."
The host read them one by one, and these shops at the bottom felt quite ashamed of themselves.
Although the food they brought was excellent, the feast of the Northland chefs was too Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
The host was murmuring in his heart.
'Why is the disparity in votes this year so huge?'
'Logically speaking, the average number of votes should be around 40,000...'