Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 83 Fire in the Backyard
When the dinner was about to end, Master Zhao suddenly asked: "Xiao Yang, Lao Cai, have you decided on the dishes for your discussion?"

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Master Zhao, do you have any good suggestions?"

He deliberately glanced at Cai Guangming.

Cai Guangming knew that the situation was irreversible, so he could only insist on it. He was still very confident in his experience in cooking for more than ten years, so he put his hands on the back of the chair behind him, "I can do it."

"Then I'll give you a question!" Master Zhao pointed to the shredded steamed white fish in the middle of the dining table, "Fish, how about it?"

"No problem, I accept Master Zhao's test questions." Cai Guangming also got drunk and waved his hands.

Although Yang Zhenyu's face was already flushed, he could still see a different smile, "I'm fine."

fish!
Yang Zhenyu liked this question very much.

Apart from the fish dishes that I can make, just one of the 21 fish dishes in the cookbook of "Taihe Gong" is enough to beat Cai Guangming.

At this moment, Yang Zhenyu's brow reveals a sure-fire confidence.

"Lao Niu, Lao Zhang, we have a chance to be on TV." Zhou Xingsheng joked.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Ping laughed, "As a judge, I have to dress up."

"Okay, Lao Zhang, just sit there, just to save face, what are you dressing up for? Let's go, let's start mahjong." Zhou Xingsheng grabbed Zhang Ping's shoulders and got up and said, "Lao Niu, let's go, three Missing one."

Niu Jiancheng lit a cigarette, "You guys go first, I'll be right back."

"Okay, hurry up, old place." Zhou Xingsheng waved his hand.

The dinner party broke up.

Yang Zhenyu followed Niu Jiancheng out of Bashan Impression, stood on the side of the road blowing some air, and took two puffs of cigarettes. Niu Jiancheng asked concerned: "Are you sure?"

"Huh?" Yang Zhenyu came back to his senses, "Did you compete with Cai Guangming?"

Niu Jiancheng nodded.

"Yes!" Yang Zhenyu said with certainty.

Niu Jiancheng put out the smoke, "As long as you have it." He walked up and patted Yang Zhenyu on the shoulder, "Leave yourself an extra way out when you do things in the future."

He waved to stop a passing taxi.

Yang Zhenyu understood the meaning of Niu Jiancheng's words, and smiled, "I see, thank you, Brother Niu."

"Go back to sleep early!" Niu Jiancheng waved and said to the taxi driver, "Rose Moonlight."

Yang Zhenyu went back to the hotel and lay down on the bed, full of alcohol, and slept until dawn.

We ate something and went back to the village.

The golden monkey didn't see Yang Zhenyu for a day, and squatted on the parasol tree at the canteen at the fork in the road, watching stupidly.

"Woo~haha~"

Watching Yang Zhenyu come back with wide eyes, he jumped down from the tree excitedly.

Yang Zhenyu parked the car, got down and reached out to the golden monkey, "Brother, are you here to pick me up?"

Old man Yang from the canteen said with a smile: "It stayed here all day yesterday, and it came again early this morning."

"Hahaha, sorry, big brother, I went to the city to do some business, let's go home! Go back and brag with you."

……

Liu Yongfu, vice president of Qingjiang County Chefs Association, learned that the judges for Yang Zhenyu and Cai Guangming's competition were Mr. Zhao from Bashan Impression and Zhang, the president of the Municipal Food and Beverage Association. He felt as comfortable as he could be.

He deliberately called the other vice president, Cai Mao, to his home to have a drink or two.

Cai Mao asked concerned: "Old Liu, do you think this Yang Zhenyu is sure to win Cai Guangming?"

"It's hard to say, but Xiao Yang looks like he came from a junior college class and has solid basic skills. I'm afraid that an old fritter like Cai Guangming will come up with some crooked things." Liu Yongfu analyzed seriously, "Of course I hope Xiao Yang can win. , Cai Guangming no longer takes us old people seriously in the association."

Cai Mao nodded, "Old Liu, I have no doubts about you becoming the president. I know your skills. If Cai Guangming loses this time, we will find a way to get him down."

Liu Yongfu shook his head slightly, "If he loses, he probably won't have the face to continue sitting in that position."

"Hahahaha!" Cai Mao's laughter already explained his thoughts, "Old Liu, I think we can make things bigger."

"How?"

"Call all the members of the association and colleagues from Qingjiang County to watch the fun. If Cai Guangming loses, where will he put his face?" Cai Mao felt that he finally had a chance to express his anger.

"I'll inform you about this matter, my colleagues still look at my old face." Liu Yongfu picked up a cup and touched Cai Mao, "Old Cai, let's go."

"Dry!"

The two were thinking about it.

Soon, the news that Yang Zhenyu was going to discuss cooking with Cai Guangming spread in Qingjiang County, not only in the circle of chefs and catering, but also in Cai Guangming's so-called internet celebrity circle.

No matter how many fans there are, those who are playing Douyin and making videos, all claim to be Qingjiang Internet celebrities and spread the word everywhere.

Someone wrote a brilliant article to stir up emotions, and someone even made up a series of grievances and hatreds between Yang Zhenyu and Cai Guangming, calling this discussion a one-off.

All kinds of absurd remarks emerged one after another, but one thing, the people who watched the excitement reached a consensus, and they all believed that this was the two big Internet celebrity chefs competing for the position of "first brother".

Cai Guangming pays attention to these remarks every day. It should be said that people in this circle, even if you don't pay attention, someone will hear it in your ears.

He gradually realized that someone was playing tricks and trying to stab him in the back.

Yang Zhenyu has lived a comfortable life these days, walking monkeys in the village, petting cats, raising fish, and studying "Taihegong Recipe", completely unaware of these remarks.

On the weekend, Yang Zhenyu drove directly to Cai Guangming's base.

The number of people who came to see the sparring today exceeded his expectations. Just after getting off the car, a few young guys ran up, "Xiao Yang, I'm your fan, and I'm here to cheer you on."

"Thank you, thank you!" Yang Zhenyu walked through the crowd.

The two stoves in the outfield have been set up, and the staff is burning the fire and scrubbing the iron pan.

Behind them is a temporary operating table, filled with kitchen utensils and condiments, and several large water basins behind them, which contain several kinds of commonly eaten fish.

The situation is a bit like a culinary competition arena.

Cai Guangming has also thought clearly in the past two days. Winning or losing is one thing, but he has to show his home momentum. He is holding a selfie stick in his hand and introducing today's game live.

After taking pictures of the crowd, he came over and said to Yang Zhenyu, "It was agreed before that the whole process will be live broadcasted. You can also turn on the live broadcast. When Master Zhao and Chairman Zhang arrive, we will officially start."

Yang Zhenyu nodded, and took out the equipment from his backpack. Not knowing when Wang Chunyan ran to the scene, he squeezed in to help.

While helping Yang Zhenyu adjust the equipment, he encouraged him: "Don't be nervous, believe in yourself and do your best, even if you lose, it doesn't matter."

Yang Zhenyu took the mobile phone holder from Wang Chunyan, smiled and said, "I can't lose."

Open live.

The fan group shared the live broadcast room for the first time.

Fans are waiting to see Yang Zhenyu's performance today.

Hundreds of people poured into the live broadcast room.

"Little Yang, come on."

"It's time to show your real culinary skills!"

"Take the victory."

"..."

(End of this chapter)