Back to Eighty Zero: The Magical Chef

"Xiangqin, the menu in the store hasn't been decided yet, why don't you think about it with Old Uncle Dong?" Xie Xie reminded.

If you want a restaurant to have a good business, the menu is the most important key. Only when the dishes are prepared well can the appetite of the guests be aroused. Chen Xiangqin nodded at him: "You are right, I will discuss it with the master and Qiaoyun."

Xie Yi took the Xu family brothers to the side to discuss the delivery of ingredients.

In the afternoon, it was time to announce the results of the folk cooking competition.

"Xiangqin, we have to go, if we don't go, we will be late!" Yuan Qiaoyun pulled her and walked out.

Xu Xiangjin stopped her: "Don't worry, let's go together, Xiangqin will definitely get the ranking today, let's all go and cheer her on."

A group of people arrived at the awards ceremony in a mighty manner. When they arrived, the event had already started, and Chen Xiangqin hurried to the backstage to prepare.

The passionate voice of the hostess lingered in the venue, and the flashlights of the media reporters kept flashing on the stage. Among the three people standing on the stage, there was Chen Xiangqin. At this moment, she was confident and dazzling.

After introducing the runner-up contestants, the host finally announced the final result: "I now announce that the champion of this year's folk cooking competition is Comrade Chen Xiangqin! I didn't expect a young girl to win the championship in one fell swoop. It really is the Yangtze River The waves behind push the waves ahead!"

The leader of the organizer came to the stage to present the award, a huge red flower was hung on Chen Xiangqin's chest, the surrounding applause was thunderous, and the media reporters flocked to it.

"Comrade Chen, can you tell me about your feelings about winning the award?"

"Comrade Xiao Chen, please tell us about your academic experience?"

"Can I interview you alone?"

Facing all kinds of questions from the reporters, Chen Xiangqin said with a smile: "Comrade reporters are welcome to come to my Fuxiangji, where we can drink tea, chat and taste delicious food."

Fuxiangji?Everyone looked at each other, where is Fuxiangji?

Chen Xiangqin said: "Fuxiangji is in Beijing. It's my new restaurant. It will open in the next two days. Friends from the media are welcome to taste it for free."

It's free to listen to, and you can also do an exclusive interview by the way, so why not do it.

Chen Xiangqin walked towards Uncle Dong in the auditorium with the trophy in her arms. She handed the trophy over: "Master, this trophy should belong to you. Without your careful guidance, I would not have achieved what I am today."

"Girl, you are a good person!" Old Uncle Dong felt very relieved, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

The master and apprentice were very touching, and the media reporters took pictures again. Suddenly, an old reporter in the crowd shouted: "Ah, isn't this the rich and powerful Bei Dao senior?"

As soon as these words came out, the reporters surrounded the two of them like hungry wolves smelling the smell of meat. On the judges' table, Jiang Guangming watched what happened in the audience, his mouth twitching with anger.

"Hey, some people just don't like others. Look, their faces are as black as black charcoal. Mr. Zhao, we have nothing to do here. Why don't you go to Fuxiangji with Xiangqin?" Xu Shouyi Every sentence pierced Jiang Guangming's heart.

Mr. Zhao got up: "Then why are you sitting still, let's go!"

Both of them treated Jiang Guangming like air, and they didn't even say hello, so they stepped off the stage to find Chen Xiangqin and the others.

A mighty group of people left the competition scene and came to the entrance of Fuxiangji, followed by a large number of media reporters. They saw Xie Yi smiling and waving to Lao Liu at the entrance of the shop.

The other party immediately understood, and the two young men pulled out a huge red banner, one on the left and the other on the right, which read "Congratulations to Comrade Chen Xiangqin, the chef of Fuxiangji, who won the championship of the folk cooking competition."

The other guys lined up in two rows and kept saying: "Welcome! Warmly welcome!" The momentum was quite powerful, which attracted the attention of passers-by around.

Chen Xiangqin blushed with shame, and walked into the shop unnaturally.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with my arrangement?" Xie Yi stepped forward to ask for credit!
She gave him an angry look, and turned her head to ignore him.

The shop was overcrowded. Chen Xiangqin brought a group of post-cook chefs in to work, and soon every table was filled with delicious dishes with all kinds of colors, flavors and tastes. The guests who came today all ate happily and satisfactorily.

The people inside were happy to eat, and the people outside were greedy. After a while, there was already a long line of guests waiting outside.

The Xu family brothers couldn't care less about eating and drinking at the moment, they got on the truck arranged by Xie Xie, and went straight home to collect and transport the vegetables.

Fuxiangji has not yet opened, and it earned more than 1000 yuan just on the first day of trial operation. This figure made Chen Xiangqin very happy. She carried a pot of peach blossom wine, and pulled Xie Xie into the private room. After taking two sips, With alcohol, he said, "Thank you, what are your plans for the two of us?"

The man swallowed nervously: "I want...I want to marry you!"

Chen Xiangqin was drinking with a glass of wine, her complexion was pink, her eyes were full of spring, she grabbed the other party by the collar, pulled him over, leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice with a thousand twists and turns: "Okay!"

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