Rebirth as a Cooking God

Christmas fever is going fast, because this is the end of the year, and a few days later, on New Year's Day, the new year is coming.

Mainland China with a long history.

Shang Hai.

This city that never sleeps is so prosperous even if it changes time and space.

Tang's, or Longzhen Restaurant, is undoubtedly the hegemon of the Haitian world. On the second day of Christmas, a large food court business district under the Tang's, it seems that there will be a general meeting. I will not talk about the isolation and clearing. The Tang's still mobilizes. Many capable people removed the Christmas ornaments and replaced the Christmas tree and Christmas posters with many exquisite and restrained antique ornaments.

With the increase in the number of objects, a large block gradually added the atmosphere of some annual food festivals.

On the square, a formidable foreman shouted to the busy Tang's pawns nearby, "Yes, the table is set for me. The kitchen counter must be laid out according to the underlined area, and the pressing line will not work! Strict! Harsh!"

Even if there is no foreman to remind, the pawns dare not have a careless mind.

Why?

Just thinking that two days later, the old "Young Talents Hunting for the Young Talents" in the Chinese world is about to open. The mood of this group of Tang's pawns represents the hearts and minds of these tens of thousands of people. I look forward to it!

At the time of introduction, the whole country went up and down, but any self-satisfied person who had a bit of a burden and had a decent cooking skills. Young chefs under the age of 25, regardless of the cold and noble son, would gather to Shanghai.

A little **** set a kitchen counter, pointed at the small stall marked with the number C on the sole of his feet, and mysteriously said to the companion god: "Hey, listen to me, coincidence, I happened to know that the bid won this The chef at the stall. Did you know Chef Lin from Xinhongmenlou? Yes, yes, that is the new chef, in his early twenties. This time he will definitely be kicking this way until he will be hunting this year!"

"Brother Dragon, don't blow it!"

The dark-skinned young **** complained: "We have done a good job of internal affairs to make the performance appraisal more beautiful, so that we can get the Tang's internal culinary training places soon!"

"Yeah, it won't work for two sentences?" The older **** stared.

"Hush!"

Others suddenly fell silent.

A prime minister who was in charge of the layout of this block came to patrol and was a familiar face, Tang clan, Tang Jingtao who once appeared on the stage of the Sapporo international competition!

Wearing a black suit and a thick scalp, Tang Jingtao came down with a hand, and a supervisor was sweating on his side, constantly explaining what.

When the leader left, the frying pan before the block hit, dozens of Down's handymen, in twos and threes, gathered together to whisper.

"Whether the Tang family can make a splash this year and let people from all walks of life to learn about the host Tang's strength, I hope it can be put on the young Master Tang!"

"Who said no!"

"Shanghai Tangshi, the reason why the seat of the leader of the sea industry can be seated in the past 100 years, is also because of the talented generations of generations. This year's young talents will hunt, Tang Jingtao hopes to ward off the five guards. Challengers!"

In a similar voice, Tang Jingtao passed it wherever he visited.

After wandering around, Tang Jingtao returned to the office of the "New Year's Hunting" conference.

This is a building full of Chinese style, along the corridor, all the way to the innermost floor, Tang Jingtao stopped in front of the house where the chairman's sign was hung and knocked on the door.

"Lao Lao."

Tang Jingtao entered the house and told an old man who was interested in ink painting, saying: "The main venue has been inspected, and the construction progress is no problem. The venue will be laid out before dusk tonight."

After a while, the old man put his pen on his head and did not ask about his work, but asked with a smile: "Xiao Tang, last year you will be defeated in the top ten. What about this year's goal of entering the top ten?"

The so-called "Young Talents Hunting in the New Year" will naturally refer to China's top five rankings.

It is certain that the annual gathering of young talents from all over the country has attracted much attention.

No matter in what era, if the Hanmen children succeeded in the counterattack, the topic is quite explosive. Besides, it is ranked among the top ten talents in the country. It is on the same line as the "China Five Shows" and attracts the attention of many big brothers.

In previous sessions, it wasn't that no uncommon youngsters were recruited by the giants, discipled as disciples, or simply trained as descendants. On the contrary, these examples have shown a surge in recent years.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that the number of young generations in Shanghai, two days later, will unprecedentedly expand.

"Top 10?"

After listening to the deep-seated questions of the old man of the Lan family, Tang Jingtao didn't think much, and said lightly: "No, I want to attack the position of "China Five Shows". Someone should fall down. They have been too comfortable in the past two years! "

After hearing the words, the eyes of the old man of Lan's stared slightly.

Look at Tang Jingtao's ambition eyes, the old man of the Lan family has to praise: "No wonder Tang's prosperity... this generation, there are Tang Yuqiong's female daughters in the descendants, and Tang Jingtao, a man and a woman, in the side branch. It can be guaranteed that the ancestors of the Tang family will be solidified in twenty years."

"correct!"

Thinking of Tang Yuqiong, the old man of Lan asked curiously: "Your little princess of Tang can come back?"

"Has returned from Dongying."

Tang Jingtao nodded.

"that……"

The old man of Lan had something to ask, but his eyes flickered and hesitated.

"What does Lan Lao ask?" Tang Jingtao maintained absolute respect for the old man in front of him, because there is no reason for it. This old man is the pillar of the Lan's gate valve, a well-known dragon giant, often with the one who lives deep in the inner Heavenly King, playing chess on the road.

The old man of Lan said he was ashamed: "Well, when I come to the realm of me, I will go after ancient recipes, and instead I will fall into jail. The past is the past tense!"

Withdraw from the executive chairman’s office this year.

boom!

The door closed, Tang Jingtao took a few steps, but suddenly awakened and stopped in the corridor, "Pursue ancient recipes?"

He finally pondered.

"Isn't Lan Lao thinking about the ancient recipe in that man's hand?!"

Tang Jingtao thought of that person. All of a sudden, his mind was full of shocking pictures of cooking and vision.

A golden bun with a smile.

A rejuvenating package that gives a sense of reincarnation.

In the past, these recipes were the unique skills of a giant who pressed the bottom of the box. In modern times, when the ancients have passed away, the recipes still shine with treasures. It is no wonder that an old dragon giant is greedy.

Anyone who cares about that person may be distracted by the treasures and recipes in his hand, right?

"Humph!"

Tang Jingtao murmured lowly and said in secret: "Overseas, especially in the closed East Realm, the Demon King can protect you, but when he returns home, according to the powerful situation in the Chinese world, even if the leader is willing to come forward You are guaranteed, not everyone will sell a face!"

"Hope you don’t want to die and go home!"

"Just stay abroad...be a Xia's solitary ghost!"

...

Qilu Earth.

Eight floors.

Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world who has been back to China for a while, is raising his pen to practice writing.

Li Han was also there, shyly brushing Yan Qi with a brush, and served as a book boy.

Finally, after the copybook was written, Li Han couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yan, two days ago, I heard that the faucet was in Da Nei and was furious, making Bai Yulou go up and down..."

"Hush!"

Yan Qi pointed.

Li Han pretended not to see it, and asked, "Is the leader's anger related to your long stay in Dongying? Isn't it about that guy!"

Hearing the words, Yan Qi's brush rested on the Yamagata pen holder, and his eyes swept calmly.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that life is painful, life is old and sick, love is parting, long-term resentment, hopelessness, and inability to let go..."

Suddenly, Yan Qimu revealed a bit of sarcasm: "The one, who can't help but can't let go, is bitter and angry."

Li Han heard his pupils shrink.

Couldn't ask for it or let it go

About that person?

Boom~www.readwn.com~ There was a knock on the door outside the study. A waiter in the eighth floor respectfully presented a letter.

In this era, it is convenient to meet and chat online, and correspondence is limited to a few cases. Yan Qi looked at the envelope and smiled: "Sure enough, he still can't put it down."

The letter from the leader is very simple:

You don't have to intervene anymore. I have sent another special envoy to Dongying.

"special envoy?"

With a sardonic smile, Yan Qi said: "I think it's black and white impermanence!"

Li Han heard dumbfounded.

What does it follow?

"Oh, about this year's "Young Talents Hunting New Year"..."