super food empire

Chapter 1864 Chapter One Thousand 860 One: Eighth Grade Royal Kitchen

The shape of the flying iron shell is quite unique, but the sound is a bit louder, not as exquisite and quiet as the cloud car.

Just as Long Meier was evaluating in her mind, the iron-cased door was pulled open, and several men in suits, leather collars and sunglasses came out, surrounded by a man in a clean white chef's uniform and a tall chef's hat. .

This man's face is fairly clear, but his brows are full of arrogance, and his gestures are full of style. Next to him is a beautiful secretary in professional attire. blown away.

"Mr. Xu, since you invited me, I have a request." The man in the chef's uniform patted his sleeve lightly.

"Despite Chef Xie's orders, as long as I can do what I can, I will do my best!" Mr. Xu nodded and bowed with a flattering look.

"Your original executive chef is Qin Wei, right? I'm not used to this guy, so I want him to help me." Chef Xie said with a sneer, with a flash of revenge in his eyes.

"This..." Mr. Xu's expression froze immediately.

"Why, is there any difficulty? Is it because you don't want to, or Qin Wei doesn't want to?" Chef Xie squinted at Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu smiled wryly and said: "To be honest, I intend to keep him and want him to work as the head chef in another branch. Unexpectedly, he resigned and left immediately after hearing about it."

"That's it, that's a pity, but this kind of guy..." Chef Xie felt very sorry, before he finished speaking, his expression froze suddenly, and he stared in the direction of the edge of the roof in a daze.

Seeing Chef Xie's strange expression, everyone looked in this direction, but they were also surprised. There was a beautiful woman standing on the edge of the roof. She was tall and tall, and her clothes were a bit weird, not like modern clothes. The temperament is cold and different, and it will be deeply imprinted in my mind after just one glance.

"Mr. Xu, are you holding any kind of exhibition here?" Chef Xie suddenly came to his senses.

"I, I don't know, what's the matter?" Mr. Xu really doesn't know, this building has 66 floors, only five to ten floors belong to the Imperial Food Shop, and the rest of the floors are used for different purposes. Impossible to know right away.

"It's nothing, you are waiting for me here." Chef Xie didn't know, he waved his hand impatiently, tugged at the corner of the chef's uniform, coughed twice and walked in front of Long Meier, posing as if he thought he was very happy. With a charming smile, he said, "This is my lady, which company's COS are you? What event are you participating in here?"

"Cos? What is Cos?" Long Mei'er looked bewildered. She suddenly realized that the two worlds were really very different. The guy in this world only spoke the first sentence, but she could only half understand it.

"It's not a cosplay? Then why are you wearing such a suit?" Chef Xie looked Long Meier up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Pretty girls of this level are not common.

"Is there any problem with me wearing this?" Long Mei'er was also drunk, what's the matter with this thing, why does she even care about what clothes she wears.

Chef Xie quickly shook his head: "No problem, no problem, I'm Xie Junhao, dare to ask the lady's name?"

"Long Meier, are you really a chef? The chef here?" Long Meier did not hide her name carefully.

"Long Meier? Good name! Of course I'm a chef, and I'm an eight-pin imperial chef. I'm about to be the executive chef of Yushifang. I was the one who appeared on the cover of the gourmet magazine "Human World" last week. How is it? Do you have any impression? "Xie Junhao smiled proudly, and carefully observed Long Meier's expression, hoping to see surprise and admiration, but he was disappointed, and Long Meier's expression was still blank.

"Is the eighth-rank imperial chef very powerful? Why should I have an impression of you?" Long Meier tilted her head slightly, unable to understand Xie Junhao's logic.

Xie Junhao almost couldn't catch his breath. With his temper, he should have lost his temper at this time, but considering that he must make a good impression, he still tried to bear it: "The royal chef is divided into nine ranks, the first rank is the highest, and the ninth rank is the last. Even the Ninth Grade is not something that can be achieved casually, as many chefs break their heads every year, but less than one percent can obtain the Ninth Grade certification."

"Are you Grade Eight?" Long Meier asked.

"Of course, promotion from Ninth Rank to Eighth Rank also requires extremely strict review and assessment, and the pass rate is still pitifully low. I am 25 years old, and it is very rare to be promoted to Eighth Rank at my age, so " "All Flavors of the World" will use me as the cover. Do you understand now?" Xie Junhao said proudly, in his opinion, it has been explained so clearly, Long Meier should understand, and should be envious and worshiped, Should be surprised, right?
In the end, he was disappointed again, Long Meier nodded slightly and said indifferently: "It sounds okay, not bad."

"Pfft..." Xie Junhao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. What does it mean to sound okay? What does it mean to be not bad? Please, he is an eighth-rank imperial chef. If this is not bad, then is the eighth-rank imperial chef in the whole country? Want to cry to death?Is Jiupin going to hit the wall?Should those who can't even pass the ninth grade dig a hole and bury themselves?
"Thank you, Chef?" Mr. Xu called tentatively.

"What's the rush, come right away!" Xie Junhao turned his head and glared at Mr. Xu, then turned to Long Mei'er and said, "Facts speak louder than words, Ms. Long, can you show me your face and go to Yushifang, I believe I have tasted the food I cooked myself Then you're bound to change your mind."

Long Meier turned her head and glanced at the sky, hesitated for a while and nodded, "Okay, then I'll try your handicraft."

"Ms. Long, please!" Xie Junhao was overjoyed, and quickly turned sideways to make a gesture of invitation.

Mr. Xu didn't talk too much, Xie Junhao likes to invite whoever to dinner, and it's not his turn to meddle in other people's business, he just needs to keep this master steady.

When passing by the secretary, Long Meier frowned and turned her head to look at the secretary, just in time to meet the secretary's envious and jealous eyes, and suddenly felt very strange, isn't it just a meal?What is there to be envious of?

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But Qin Yu borrowed someone else's mobile phone to check, and it turns out that it is 2030.

"It's okay, it's not too long, but it's not right, I have stayed in the food continent for so many years, and the frame of reference of light speed navigation is different, how could it be possible that such a short time has passed? Is there anything else? I don't know the factors?" Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately overwhelmed by doubts.

"Forget it, it's useless to think so much, it's important to pay back the money!" Qin Yu shook his head and put his doubts behind him, and began to look for the gold shop.

There's no way, you can't steal it, can you?How could he, the heir to the God of Cookery, do such a thing?So a slightly more formal way to get money is to sell gold. Anyway, gold is a hard currency and can be used in both worlds.

Soon, Qin Yu really found a gold shop, the scale is not big, but it can make do with it.

(End of this chapter)