The entertainment industry is sober

Chapter 85
"Wow! Your house is really big!"

The two got up early and caught up with the earliest flight. When Ni Bingyan walked into the house with Peng Huan, it was just after eleven o'clock.

Entering through the gate, Peng Huan felt dizzy.

Exquisite, so exquisite!
Bypassing a clump of bamboo groves and seeing a big lotus pond, the previous compact scenery changed, the sight suddenly widened, and the heart suddenly felt refreshed, and I couldn't help but exclaim!

Ni Bingyan was used to seeing the scenery at home, so she didn't find it unusual.

"It used to be very remote here, and the land was worthless."

She explained, pointing to the remnants of the lotus in the lotus pond, her eyes shining brightly: "This year's lotus root hasn't been dug yet! We are lucky!"

"Isn't it? This remnant lotus is so artistic, did you actually dig it up and eat it?!"

Peng Huan had already written "click" several times, and he couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.

"Isn't it strange that the things grown in the cook's house are not eaten? Haha!"

Integrating the memory of the original owner, Ni Bingyan is full of affection for her home, she seemed very happy before entering the door, and now she is even more smiling.

"This lotus root is a variety specially selected by my father. The flowers are big and beautiful, and the lotus root is also glutinous and delicious. You can enjoy the flowers in summer and the leaves in autumn and winter. At the end of the year, take out the lotus root and stew it with pig's feet soup. It's a must!

"Also, when digging the lotus root, the fish in the pond will be cleared out by the way. Every year, there will be a whole fish feast made of lotus pond fish in the store. The specific fish depends on what is caught. Many regular customers still want to eat. will be involved."

"Wow! Then did I come at the right time?"

"I haven't asked when to dig lotus roots this year, but if you come back with me, anytime is a good time."

Ni Bingyan raised her chin slightly, her face full of pride.

Every time she came back, her father wanted to cook all the special dishes again, and Peng Huan would naturally be able to hitch a ride.

A person who is loved by his father has the confidence to say such things.

"That's right! Speaking of which, if you go home with me, you can eat a lot of delicious food. Although my father can't cook, he loves to eat and knows a lot of good restaurants!"

"Wow, then I've been looking forward to it from now on!"

"No problem! Make an appointment when you are free."

Like a father, like a daughter, the two of them get along so well, it has nothing to do with their love of food. It is not surprising that their father loves food.

As the two walked, they saw workers setting up the event site in the small square ahead.

The small square is circular, like a short two-layer cake. There is a circle of steps between the table top and the ground with a diameter of ten meters.

At the moment, there is half a circle of brightly colored ping-pong chrysanthemums on the steps, a shelf is set up on the stage, and a piece of advertising cloth is stretched on the shelf, with the words "Ni's Chef King Contest" sprayed on it, which looks like It looks very flammable, and it looks like it was designed by a special person.

In front of the shelf is a professional stove and a clean stainless steel operating table.

At this time, a row of cutting boards on the operating table was neatly arranged, and the kitchen knives were also sharpened. It seemed that Ni Bingyan almost choked on his saliva!

"Is your family going to hold a game?"

Peng Huan was surprised.

The private restaurant has very few guests, and there are not many staff members. They are all busy at the restaurant. All the way in, except for a few staff who maintain the garden, they have never met anyone else. What does the game look like?

But if it wasn't for today's competition, the kitchen utensils are all set up, and there is no top on the table. If it rains, the stove or something will not be damaged?

You must know that today is gloomy, and you don't know if it will rain.

Peng Huan couldn't figure it out, so he asked Ni Bingyan.

"Our family has a tradition of the master testing the cooking skills of the apprentices. It is said that it has been going on for many years. It used to be at the end of the year. When I was not busy, the master took the lead to let the apprentices compete. The apprentices understand the truth that 'the business can last forever if you don't lose your skills'. When I was young, I was most looking forward to this day. Not only can I see my seniors being scolded, but I can also eat a lot of delicious food."

After briefly explaining the origin of the "Ni's Kitchen King Contest", Ni Bingyan couldn't help laughing: "It used to be held in the big kitchen of my house, but this year it moved outside. Most likely my dad and the others want to broadcast live."

I heard from my sister-in-law that when her father opened the factory, he also led the apprentices to broadcast live, and the business of various restaurants has improved a lot.

"Wow! What kind of luck am I? Let's go, let's put our luggage first, and then come over to watch the game!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not too far away, the tables are not arranged yet, don't worry."

It was inconvenient for the two of them to carry suitcases, so instead of taking the cobblestone path, they walked on the cement road where they could drive.

As a result, after walking half a circle along the small plum grove, I saw Ni Guangli leading the apprentices walking over energetically. Along the way, there was a cameraman following him.

A group of people wore white chef uniforms and tall chef hats. Everyone wore black aprons with their names embroidered on them, and the names of their restaurants underneath.

"I'll go! Is it so big to play?"

Not only is it better than the cooking skills of the apprentices, but also the reputation of their respective shops?

If you win, your business will improve, but if you lose, your business will worsen?
As soon as she thought about it, Ni Bingyan figured it out.

Now in the restaurants of the brothers, not all the brothers are the chefs themselves, and their cooking skills cannot be linked to the quality of the restaurant's food. They do this to make their own shops famous.

"Wait until I'm in the mirror, sister Huanhuan, please avoid it first," Ni Bingyan told Peng Huan, and started waving from a long distance, "Hey! Dad! Brother! Where are you going?"

Knowing that she was taking the opportunity to create a topic for himself, Peng Huan didn't leave.

"It's true when you come back with friends. You are alone, and others say you acted. Maybe the agency will ask your father for an endorsement fee later."

Ni Bingyan was almost amused by her, and waved even more vigorously.

Ni Guangli and his apprentices were going to record a valiant appearance, but when he heard his daughter calling him, he looked up subconsciously, and saw his daughter standing not far away with a girl he didn't know.

"Oh, you son of a bitch, you came back without saying a word? I told you to store your car at the airport, but you insisted that the parking fee is too expensive, and you can't drive it a few times a year, so it's not worth it. Okay, this time Did you come back by taxi? You're a child who is out of time, it doesn't matter if you suffer by yourself, and you bring your friends to suffer together!"

Since seeing her daughter on the National Day program, it has been a long time since seeing her back. Ni Guangli was so happy that he was incoherent. He scolded Peng Huan in dialect, and then greeted Peng Huan in Mandarin: "Hello, hello, I'm Bingbing's father. "

Seeing him extending his hand enthusiastically, Peng Huan immediately shook hands with him, and introduced himself: "Hi Uncle, my name is Peng Huan, I'm Bing Bing's friend, I'm a photographer, and I like taking pictures."

"Haha, hello hello, I'm a chef."

Ni Guangli felt that this child was generous and worthy of being his daughter's friend, so he started talking funny.

Just after saying a few words, the people over there also ran over and greeted them one after another.

For a while, "Little Junior Sister" was heard endlessly.

As the favorite of the group, Ni Bingyan was treated the best in the family when she was a child. After witnessing it up close, Peng Huan couldn't help but be speechless.

No wonder this baby is so naive, whoever has been spoiled by such a group of people since childhood will be ignorant of worldly affairs, right?
She's already pretty smart.

Anyway, the vision of making friends is not bad.

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