Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 14 Master Chef Competition ([-])

The express delivery was faster than Jiang Qi had imagined. As soon as Jiang Qi arrived at the door of the store and was about to open the door, the courier brother arrived.

"Mr. Jiang Qi? Please sign for your intra-city courier." The courier brother took a courier box as big as two stacked encyclopedias from the courier car and a sack to Jiang Qi. He glanced at the store name curiously.

Among the many small restaurants whose signboards are not clearly visible, the signboard of Xinghe Script Club is undoubtedly the most shining star in the alley.

"You run a script killing shop, right?" the courier brother asked one more question.

"Correct."

"Your store is really out of the way. It's hidden in an alley. Other script killers are all on the street or in office buildings."

"The rent here is cheap." Jiang Qi said vaguely, weighing the weight of the book box in his hand, and estimated it to be three or four catties.

It is worthy of being a 6-30 person book, and its weight alone is far better than other books.

The courier brother muttered in a low voice that it's strange to be rich these days, and left in a small courier car.Jiang Qi pushed the door open and entered the store, and couldn't wait to start unpacking the express delivery.

The package in the courier box was of course the original box, but Jiang Qi couldn't understand what was in the sack.

A pot, an induction cooker and thirty sets of tableware.

The bowl is not a small bowl, but a brown-bottomed wide-mouth noodle bowl like those in costume dramas.

This box is relatively normal, with a fancy cover, and when you open it, it is full of character books, each of which is very thin and only has three or four sheets of paper.Jiang Qi counted carefully, there were 30 character books and a host manual that was thicker than the 30 character books combined.

There are 30 character books, 15 males and 15 females. The vertical paintings are all exquisite. There are children who look only eight or nine years old, and there are middle-aged men with a big belly. All of them are dressed in ancient costumes. Obviously, this is a book with an ancient background.

So what the hell is an ancient Ben with an induction cooker in his props?

Jiang Qi told Old John not to touch the things in the sack first, while he carried the book box upstairs to find a quiet and well-lit room to read the book quietly.

Randomly took out a character book of a young girl named Wei Ruyue, and opened it.

'Your name is Wei Ruyue, and you are the sole heir of the Wei Family Restaurant in Quzhou. '

In the next second, Jiang Qi only felt a flash of white light, and the surroundings became very lively.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of contestants in this God of Cooking Competition!"

"That's right, haven't you heard of it? This time Weixianlou suddenly held the Master of Cooking Competition because the old master of the Master of Kitchen God wanted to choose a successor, otherwise there would be so many people participating. Look, even eight or nine-year-old children are here Now, can he afford the pot?"

"Look there! Feng Tian, ​​the apprentice of the master chef of Huaijiang in Linjiang Mansion, unexpectedly even came here."

Jiang Qi turned his head and found that there were people standing behind him.

There were men, women and children of all ages, nobles in bright clothes, bare hands and feet in short gowns, ordinary poor in coarse linen, and young girls and women who came out to watch the excitement with thin veils, and even hugged The young child in his arms is excitedly waving his little hands towards the air.

Jiang Qi already has experience in entering the world of script killing for the second time. Although he only read the beginning this time and came in without knowing the background of the story, it does not prevent him from squeezing into the crowd to get information.

Anyway, for these people, they are air.

After listening to the eldest brother who was crowded in the front row and was willing to share gossip for a long time, Jiang Qi roughly figured out what was going on now.

The place where everyone is located is Taiping Town, which was originally just a little-known ordinary town. Six years ago, a new restaurant was opened in the town called Weixianlou. Weixianlou was only open at noon, and the business hours were also very strange.

It just happened to be such a restaurant, no matter whether it was a high-ranking official or a poor commoner, every guest who had entered Weixianlou was full of praise for it.

Gradually, the reputation of Weixianlou spread, because no one had ever seen the true face of the owner of Weixianlou, and some people began to say that he was the God of Cooking.The boss of Weixianlou was overwhelmed by the disturbance, so he held a chef's competition to select successors.

Anyone who passed the first round of the competition can participate in the final selection. Chef God wants to accept apprentices. Chefs from all over Kyushu who have the conditions to get the news will come to participate in the competition. In the end, 30 contestants present are selected to compete for the master chef's apprentice. Location.

Jiang Qi shuttled throughout the competition venue. Although this is an ancient background, both the competition name and the competition venue are very modern.

The legendary Master Chef surrounded an open space behind Weixian Tower, and hired people to build 30 earth stoves on the open space for 30 contestants to compete in the open air. The competition venue was surrounded by a circle of short stones.The audience could only watch from around the stone, and the 30 contestants stayed in front of their respective stoves, waiting for the chef god to appear and announce the start of the competition.

Taiping Town is not big, with only a few tens of thousands of permanent residents, and not many people can come to watch if they are free. Most of the people outside the circle to watch the excitement are people who come from other places to see what the legendary kitchen god looks like. I don't know much about the situation in the town.Jiang Qi finally chose to stay with a local big brother who talked a lot after going around for a long time, listening to the commentary and watching the game.

In the outermost area, there were hawkers selling candied haws, melon seeds and herbal tea. Many young men from rich families asked their servants to buy them.There are also nearby residents who rent out small benches for 10 yuan each, which can be called a business genius.

Just when Jiang Qi was listening to his elder brother about the celebrities who had come to Weixian Tower these years, the gongs and drums sounded, and the originally lively temple fair scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the place where the gongs sounded.

A man in his early forties, middle-aged and wealthy, dressed in luxurious silk and satin, with a very friendly face, stood beside the gong and drum with a smile on his face, holding a stick for beating the gong in his hand.

"Huang Yuanwai!" Many people present recognized him.

The big onlookers immediately started to explain: "This Huang Yuanwai is a well-known philanthropic person in our Taiping Township. He runs the philanthropic hall in the town. If there is a disaster, rent reduction will not only give out porridge and medicine, but also in our township." The people in the sky are all thinking of him. I didn't expect him to supervise the competition today, too, God of Cooking is a god in the sky, how could he let us mortals see it at will."

Jiang Qi: ...

Co-author, you really believe in the legend that the boss of Weixianlou is a fairy.

"Everyone." Member Huang said loudly.

He is strong and strong, and his voice is very penetrating. Without the help of a loudspeaker, the voice he shouted while standing in the venue could really be heard clearly by everyone present.

"Today is the day for the final selection of the God of Cooking Competition. The 30 chefs present are all those who have come from afar and passed the test of God of Cooking to participate in the final selection. I am Huang Fugui, a squire in Taiping Town. I have a little spare money at home. The town also has some reputation, so it likes to mix in such interesting things."

"It is inconvenient for Mr. Chef God to come forward, so I will preside over today's final election. Mr. Chef God likes me so much, Huang, so naturally I can't live up to his expectations. The final election will start after half a stick of incense. By then I will announce the topic of the final selection, and I hope everyone will wait patiently."

As soon as Huang Fugui finished speaking, a young man in his twenties among the contestants asked loudly: "Mr. Huang will host the competition, what about the selection?"

"Naturally, Mr. Chef God." Huang Fugui said with a smile, "He knows all about the situation on the field."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became anxious.

Some were calm and composed, some took out their kitchen knives and wiped them in the sun, some walked around quietly trying to find out where the God of Cooking was, and some stared at the stove and got distracted.

30 players, 30 states.

When it was time for half a stick of incense, Huang Fugui beat the gong again and announced loudly.

"Everyone, the topic of this final selection is Untitled. You just need to make your favorite dishes based on the ingredients provided. There is a time limit of 4 incense sticks, and the ingredients are in the box at your feet."

"Now I announce that the MasterChef Contest begins!"

Huang Fugui knocked on the gong again, and amidst the thunderous sound of the gong, the servant behind Huang Fugui silently lit a stick of incense.

The smoke from burning incense quickly dissipated in the sun, and all 30 contestants opened the boxes at their feet, which revealed a box full of fresh ingredients.

3 pieces of tofu, 2 cucumbers, 3 tomatoes, 4 sweet potatoes, 6 small potatoes, 1 slice of winter melon and pumpkin, 2 carrots, 1 Chinese cabbage, 1 small green vegetable, 1 bean sprouts, some wild vegetables of various colors, flour 1 bag, 1 small bag of various spices, 6 eggs, 12 small dried fish, 1 can of chicken soup, 1 can of milk, 1 bundled live chicken, 1 duck and geese, [-] piece of fresh pork, beef and mutton, per person The parts are different and should come from the same pig, cattle and sheep, just like opening a blind box.

As for seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, they have been placed by the stove in advance.

Although he didn't understand what kind of parallel ancient times it was to be able to produce so many varieties of vegetables at the same time without greenhouse technology, Jiang Qi saw that the reactions of the players on the field were all normal, so he didn't think it was strange.

Most of the contestants are thinking about what to cook, and a few have already started to do it.

Jiang Qi also walked into the competition circle, ready to take a closer look at how the players compete.

(End of this chapter)