I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 291 The Dishes Made by the God of Cookery

restaurant.

Chang Jianjun put down a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes helplessly, and said, "Let's make do with it. I obviously made a pot of Maoxuewang, but it disappeared out of thin air. It's really strange!".

The middle-aged woman sitting opposite gave Chang Jianjun a supercilious look, and said coldly, "Your mouth is tougher than iron. If you didn't do it, you didn't do it. If you insisted that it disappeared out of thin air, don't you think it's possible?".

"When it disappears, it disappears. Do I have to lie to you?"

"Okay, okay, disappeared, eat!"

"Don't eat"

Chang Jianjun put down his chopsticks, walked to the living room, and started to sulk.

Today I specially made a pot of Maoxuewang, ready to satisfy my cravings, but in a blink of an eye, it was gone. I searched every corner of the house, but I couldn't find it. I was so angry.

The mother-in-law at home kept nagging in his ear, making her even angrier.

A writer with the pseudonym Dai Lu once said that the sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked. When Chang Jianjun was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall, Wang Liang and his party came to the hotel happily.

Sun Zhengping, the master of the state banquet, had been waiting at the hotel for a long time. As soon as Wang Liang and the others arrived, they were invited into a private room.

"Mr. Wang please sit down, Mr. Zhang please sit down, this brother please sit down"

After calling everyone to sit down, Sun Zhengping said a few polite words and ordered the waiter to take the dishes.

After the dishes came, he pointed to a stewed beef and said with a smile: "This is our specialty cold dish, please taste it."

Ying Zheng was not polite. His biggest task in Beijing this time was to eat. He immediately picked up a piece of beef and tasted it. It tasted really good. He nodded and said, "Delicious!".

Zhang Dong then said: "Yes, the taste is good."

In the end, Sun Zhengping's eyes fell on Wang Liang, and the disciples sitting next to him also turned their eyes on Wang Liang, wanting to hear what the God of Cookery would say.

"Okay"

While Wang Liang was talking, he started to eat other dishes, and his evaluations were basically, "It's okay, it's okay." Sun Zhengping was so anxious that he wanted to hit the wall, and kept saying in his heart, "Whether it's delicious or not, please give me some specific opinions! Don't be so general, okay?".

When he was almost done eating, Wang Liang called up the progress bar and glanced at it. After these days of hard work, he had already reached 【Cooking: 138030/300000】. This trip to Beijing, he hoped that the progress bar would be full immediately.

There is a very good opportunity right now.

"Master Sun, are there many people in the restaurant at present?"

"Everyone is okay." While speaking, Sun Zhengping's mind was running fast, constantly guessing the meaning behind this question. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, thought of something, his heart beat faster, and said with a smile, "You want to".

"I want to borrow your kitchen to make a small dish for those diners"

After hearing this sentence, Sun Zhengping and his disciples blushed with excitement. If the God of Cookery could cook a dish in their restaurant, then their restaurant would not be able to take off from the same place.

"Yes, you can borrow it whenever you want"

"Take me to the kitchen"

"good"

Scattered seats on the second floor.

Tang Xiaojie studied the menu for a while, and ordered a few more distinctive dishes.

This time we explored Shangjing Hotel, a traditional old restaurant that specializes in Huaiyang cuisine and Shandong cuisine. The highlight of this issue is that this restaurant has produced three national-level culinary masters, which are very strong.

The food was served quickly, and while eating, he introduced the taste of the food and his own feelings to the camera.

Suddenly, there was an extremely strong smell of meat.

The photographer also smelled it, squinted his eyes, and murmured: "Familiar taste, familiar feeling, could it be that one." Before he finished speaking, a sentence came from not far away, "Waiter, what kind of dish is this, why is it so delicious?".

The waiter had already got the news in advance, and explained with a smile: "The God of Cookery came to our restaurant at noon today, and he is making delicious food now."

As soon as this sentence came out, the people who asked the question, including the diners at the nearby tables, as well as Tang Xiaojie and the photographer, were all stunned for a moment, and then the pot exploded instantly.

"What the hell! The leader of the East has actually come to Beijing!"

"So, can I eat the delicacies he made?"

"Is he stewing donkey meat again?"

While everyone was talking, two groups of people hurried into the Shangjing Hotel and went straight to the box in the middle of the third floor. After entering, they found that it was empty.

"Sir, who do you want?" the waiter asked politely.

Zhao Zhiqiang, the president of the Dragon Academy of Sciences, and Bai Cong, the head of the Longguo Symphony Orchestra, said in unison: "We are looking for Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Wang is in the kitchen, why not"

"Take me to the kitchen"

"Okay, wait a moment." The waiter immediately asked the leader through the intercom. After the leader agreed, he took Zhao Zhiqiang and Bai Cong to the kitchen. As soon as he entered, he saw a beam of golden light shining not far away.

There were exclamations in the kitchen.

Taking a closer look, both Zhao Zhiqiang and Bai Cong were stunned, their eyes glazed over, like two dumb-headed geese.

They actually saw the meat in the pot glowing.

This is something they never dreamed of.

Immediately afterwards, the light weakened, and a young man with half black and half white hair was filling a bowl with meat.

"Come on, take one piece for everyone"

After the chefs finished eating the meat in the bowl, they burst into tears, and Zhao Zhiqiang and Bai Cong were dumbfounded. No matter how delicious the meat is, it can’t be so delicious that they cry. The two walked forward with doubts, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Wang, I heard that you have come to Beijing, and I specially invite you to visit the Academy of Sciences."

"Mr. Wang, if you don't want to go to the Academy of Sciences, you can come to the regiment. It's the same place as last time. It's quiet and no one disturbs you. I also want to ask you some questions about music."

Before Wang Liang could speak, Sun Zhengping stood up and said with a wry smile: "It took me a long time to invite Mr. Wang to Shangjing, you two don't worry about it!".

Can you not worry?
Star Manufacturing Company's current logistics system uses all aircraft.

It is understood that this kind of aircraft has extremely strong endurance, and its speed is comparable to that of the fifth-generation fighter jets. The military is almost crying, but the above is not to disturb Xingchen Manufacturing Company.

This time I heard that Wang Liang had come to Beijing, so I happened to talk about it.

Therefore, Zhao Zhiqiang rushed over immediately, never expecting to encounter two obstacles.

"Dean Zhao, are you here for the aircraft?"

Wang Liang said while scooping up the meat.

"Yes, your company's aircraft." At this point, Zhao Zhiqiang didn't say anything further. There are too many people talking, so let's find a suitable place to talk.

"Are you the most technologically savvy person in Long Kingdom?"

Ying Zheng was talking, looking at the old man in front of him.

"you are?"

"Let me ask you a question, where do you think artificial intelligence will eventually go?"

For this question, Zhao Zhiqiang really didn't have a good opinion. When he was thinking hard, the diners received a special gift.

"Hi sir, this is a dish made by God of Cookery"

(End of this chapter)