After the fake daughter of the Hou Mansion returned to the village, she made a lot of money

Chapter 66
Although the drawing is not too complicated, the collocation of the lines is refreshing enough, and she can't help but suddenly realize that she can still draw like this.

In the past few days, she was worrying about the bleak business in the shop, the reason was that the styles of jewelry she designed were too outdated, and the customers left after just one glance.

The woman accepted the drawing paper as if she had found a treasure, "Xiao Hui, is that sister Yun you mentioned still in the county school?"

"Yes, the big brothers haven't finished school yet, Sister Yun will go back together after the big brothers finish school."

So the woman led Xiao Hui back to the county school.

When Yun Qingyin was waiting for Shen Anqiu, they were usually in a fixed place, so when Xiao Hui and the woman got there, they saw Yun Qingyin there.

The woman stepped forward and explained to Yun Qingyin the purpose of her visit, which probably meant that she could make all these shapes drawn by Yun Qingyin and sell them in the shop.

"Miss Yun, please don't worry, I will let the accounting office record the sales records, and then give [-]% of the income to Miss Yun."

Yun Qingyin teased Xiao Hui, smiled and said to the woman, "It was originally drawn for children to play, if you can make it, it would be the best, and you don't need to give money."

"No, no." The woman insisted, "Money must be given, and I really like Miss Yun's paintings, and the shapes are also very novel, and I also intend to cooperate with Miss Yun for a long time."

To Yun Qingyin, drawing a few pictures is a very simple matter, and it is not difficult, "Well, you can make it first and see how it sells. If the response is good, we will talk about the next thing."

The woman replied again and again, "It's because I didn't think properly, I'll go back and make them as soon as possible."

The woman patted the little girl's head, "Xiao Hui, say goodbye to Sister Yun."

The little girl waved her hand towards Yun Qingyin, "Sister Yun, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Yun Qingyin smiled and watched the mother and daughter leave.

The footsteps behind him approached slowly, and Shen Anqiu came over.

"When it's cold in the future, you don't have to wait for me."

"understood."

……

Chairman Yu sent someone to send over the post, and the cooking competition will be held in Zuixian Tower in three days.

Yun Qingyin gave the post to Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang opened the post, and stared at the seal belonging to the Beijing Cuisine Association.

"Although it's in Zuixian Tower, since President Yu is here, he must guarantee the fairness of the competition. The people who check the posts are all from President Yu's side, so there is no need to worry about not being able to enter the competition. When you meet those people in Zuixian Tower, I will ask Xiaohu to go with you on that day."

Zhao Liang gripped the post tightly, and a big man almost cried, "No, I can go by myself. Compared with those mild ridicules, being eligible to participate in the competition is the last thing I dare to hope for."

"Thank you."

he said solemnly.

But only he knew in his heart that what he wanted to say was not just these two words, he secretly swore in his heart that even if he risked his life in the future, he would repay Yun Qingyin.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on yourself." Yun Qingyin said, "You don't have to worry about the restaurant, there are other cooks who are against it. You should prepare for the competition."

Zhao Liang wiped his face, "Okay."

……

On the day of the competition, Zhao Liang deliberately changed his clothes and stood at the door of Zuixian Tower, after a long pause, before going in.

He could clearly feel that the moment he entered, the atmosphere in Zuixian Tower became particularly strange.

Naturally, those guests didn't know about Zhao Liang's relationship with Zuixianlou, so they didn't show anything unusual, but the waiters all knew Zhao Liang, and naturally knew the grievances between Zhao Liang and the current chef of Zuixianlou.

So they all exchanged glances, wondering why he came to Zuixianlou.

Zhao Liang ignored the joke-like eyes, looked at the sign indicating the competition in the corner, and followed the instructions to go up to the third floor.

Today the third floor is specially used for competitions, so there are no guests, and it seems very quiet.

The interior of the Drunken Immortal Tower is a back-shaped attic. Zhao Liang stood at the stairs and saw that the entrance of the competition was on the opposite side. He touched the post in his cuff and walked over.

"Brother Zhao? Is it really you?"

A pleasantly surprised voice came from behind, Zhao Liang hated the owner of the voice, and immediately clenched his fists, but the other party seemed to have forgotten the past barriers, and still greeted him with a smile.

Zhao Liang turned around slowly and looked at that person.

The person who came was about the same age as him, with a white face and red lips, but he was born with a good skin. The name of this person was Zhang Cheng, the son of Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Cheng said, "When I was still in the kitchen, I heard they said you were here. I still didn't believe it. I didn't expect to come out and see that it was really you. Did you come here when you heard that He'er and I were getting married?"

Hearing the name mentioned by Zhang Cheng, Zhao Liang's face turned cold again, "No."

"Since it's not, then why are you here?" Zhang Cheng wondered, "You don't come here to participate in the competition, do you?"

He even thought it was a joke.

When Zhao Liang was expelled, he thought that he would never recover from this fall, but who knew that he was picked up by the Yun's restaurant after stepping on dog shit.

But these, Zhang Chengcheng won't care, let Zhao Liang stay in that small diner for the rest of his life.

"nothing dealing with you."

Zhao Liang turned around to leave.

Zhang Cheng stepped forward and stopped him, "Brother Zhao, listen to my advice, let's not talk about whether you can beat me in the competition, I'm afraid it will be a problem for you to enter that gate, the preliminary competition has already passed."

Zhang Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "But it's okay. When I become President Yu's apprentice, I will naturally take you in. You don't have much future in that Yun's restaurant, why don't you come back to Zuixianlou .”

Zhao Liang said sarcastically, "Why, it's the cooking that caused problems for the guests, so let me come back and take the blame?"

Zhang Cheng's face suddenly became very ugly, "Brother Zhao, you must speak with your conscience, I have never framed you."

"Heh... There are only two of us here, so you don't have to be hypocritical. You know the truth of the matter better than me."

Zhang Cheng simply said, "Since you already think this way in your heart, no matter how I explain it, you won't believe it, so I have nothing to say."

Zhao Liang didn't want to say another word to him, so he went straight to the opposite side.

For the competition, two rooms were specially opened. Today, all the participants have to go to one of the rooms to wait, and then the person who checks the posts will check the posts before entering the other room. This room is to taste the dishes. The place.

Zhao Liang arrived early, he was the only one in the room, so he sat and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

After a while, another person entered the room, Zhao Liang thought it was the cook who also came to participate in the competition, but when he opened it, it was Xiaohe.

……

Yun Qingyin met President Yu in the medical hall, knowing that Zhao Liang was going to compete in Zuixianlou today, so she went to Zuixianlou with President Yu.

Hearing the news of Chairman Yu's arrival, Mr. Zhang hurriedly took his son out to greet him, but saw Yun Qingyin was also there.

Elder Zhang frowned suddenly, "What are you doing here?"

It's good that he didn't go to find her, and she even delivered it to her door.

President Yu is not aware of the conflict between Yun Qingyin and Zuixianlou, but he is a little displeased with Zhang Lao's attitude, "This girl followed me to see the competition, does Zuixianlou not allow this?"

Mr. Zhang was surprised, but Chairman Yu was the person he had finally invited, so he couldn't say no, "Why, I'm just too surprised, please hurry up, Chairman."

Mr. Zhang took them directly to the resting place.

It was still a while before the competition officially started, Yun Qingyin came out of the house to breathe, stood under the eaves of the attic, looked at the magnificent decoration inside the Zuixian Tower, and couldn't help but sigh, her small restaurant and Zuixian Tower There is indeed a gap.

Suddenly hearing the sound of arguing, Yun Qingyin walked over, and when standing at the door, she met the people inside, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Liang directly pulled Xiaohe away and took his hand, walked around her and walked towards the door. He was very surprised to see Yun Qingyin here, "You...why are you here?"

"I'll come and take a look." Yun Qingyin looked behind him, didn't look at the person, but at the things on the ground, walked over and bent down to pick it up, when a sharp voice stopped her suddenly, "Don't move!"

Yun Qingyin picked up the post without stopping, and dusted off the dust.

The woman walked over quickly, her steps swayed, and she made a sound, "Give it back to me!"

Yun Qingyin put it in his hand, "Is this yours?"

"Naturally." The woman frowned fiercely, "This post is extremely precious, return it to me quickly!"

As she said, she was about to grab it.

Zhao Liang stopped her, "Xiaohe, stop!"

Zhao Liang pulled her aside.

Yun Qingyin said lightly, "You'd better see if there are any posts in your cuff first."

The woman named Xiaohe froze for a moment, touched the cuff of her left hand, and found that it was still there.

Yun Qingyin put the post down on the side table, and said to Zhao Liang, "Don't drop it anymore, the competition will start in half an hour."

Zhao Liang glanced at her gratefully.

Yun Qingyin returned to the lounge.

One after another, other chefs who were about to participate in the competition entered the room.

Zhao Liang put the post in his cuff and walked out first.

Xiaohe followed.

When he arrived at a place with few people, Xiaohe bit his lip and asked, "Why do you have posts?"

"The voiceless girl gave it to me."

"Is that the girl just now?"

Hearing the momentum in her tone, Zhao Liang said in a deep voice, "She is my benefactor, without her I would not be standing here today, if you still remember the past friendship, be more polite to her!"

Xiaohe felt wronged instantly, "Yes, it's all my fault, she's the best, okay, I shouldn't have sent you posts!"

Zhao Liang was silent for a moment, "The past is over, and you and Zhang Cheng have also achieved a positive result, so let's stop dating in the future."

Xiaohe looked at his back, "I know you still blame me for helping Zhang Cheng frame you, I admit what I did, and now you don't need posts anymore, I can't even make amends, it seems that God is determined I'm going to be punished."

Zhao Liang paused for a moment, then returned to the waiting room.

After checking the posts, those who participated in the competition entered in turn.

Yun Qingyin was looking down at the menu, and a person sat beside her.

"These are all the specialties of our Zuixianlou chefs, you haven't tried them yet, have you?"

There was a hint of contempt in his tone.

Yun Qingyin raised her eyes, squinted her eyes, and returned to the menu again, "You don't have to treat me as an enemy."

Xiaohe looked at Zhao Liang in the field, "I know you helped him, but he can't just stay in a small restaurant for a lifetime, I have already helped him find a master, although it is not the president, but also The teacher is very good at cooking, and he will have a better life in the future."

Yun Qingyin knocked on the table and reminded, "He is here to participate in President Yu's apprentice competition today."

Xiaohe's eyes darkened, "It's impossible for him to pass the competition."

Yun Qingyin didn't talk to her, and Xiaohe didn't say anything more. It was only when the competition started that Yun Qingyin knew that this Xiaohe was the lady of the owner of the Zuixianlou.

In Yun Qingyin's mind, there was a big emotional drama inside the Zuixian Tower, but there was no expression on his face.

There are not many chefs participating in the competition, there are only six cooks, and they cook in order according to the number plates.

Only President Yu and the others are the judges, and Yun Qingyin just moves his chopsticks aside.

Zhao Liang was the fourth, but when the fourth dish came out, one of the judges took the lead with a chopstick. As soon as he swallowed it, he covered his stomach in pain, "This dish, there is something wrong with this dish!"

"how is this possible?"

Mr. Zhang rushed over at the first time, "The ingredients we provide to the people who are competing today are all carefully selected, and there will be absolutely no problems. How could something happen? Who made this fourth dish?" ?”

Someone said, "It's Zhao Liang from number four."

Chairman Yu brought the dish in front of him and examined it carefully. He had tasted the dish for many years, and he knew how to match various ingredients without going wrong.

After a while, he came up with an evaluation, "It has nothing to do with the ingredients. It's the cook who used two of the ingredients that were incompatible, which caused people's stomach pains."

Elder Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

He called the doctor over and healed the judge who had a bad stomach first.

Then he said to the president, "It's because of the president's insight that he saw the problem. Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain the problem with the ingredients. Since the ingredients are fine, it's the cook's problem."

Old Zhang's momentum is scary, "Zhao Liang, you have been a cook for so many years and you don't even have this common sense. You made a mistake at the beginning, why don't you have a long memory now?"

"There's nothing wrong with the dishes I cook." Zhao Liang clenched his hands. He didn't expect to encounter such a false accusation again today, but he couldn't refute it except denying it, because he did cook the fourth dish.

"You're still lying! The evidence is solid and you still don't admit it. What qualifications does a person like you have to be a chef? Come and drive him out!" Mr. Zhang spoke without panting.

"Hold on."

Yun Qingyin sat lazily on the seat, "There is nothing wrong with the dishes he cooks."

(End of this chapter)