All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

A gust of wind blew by, and the two of them faced the small shop with its closed door and the familiar printed paper on the shop.

"Miss, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not being able to figure out the other party's time." Fei Shazi bent down repeatedly to apologize.

"It has nothing to do with you, Feisha." Nakiri Erina's purple pupils were on fire, and she gritted her silver teeth.

As the owner of the God's Tongue, she is the highest-ranking guest of honor wherever she goes.

Who would have thought that an ordinary small shop would completely ignore the letter she sent in advance, and would write a leave note on the back of the letter inside the letter and stick it at the door as if in a demonstration.

"Mobai? Miss Ben remembers you!"

"Hmph! Feisha! Let's go!" Nakiri Erina said angrily.

Gratitude is my monthly pass for profiteers.

Sakura hair... typo...

Chapter 43. Am I the face of a passerby?

It took three days to restore the wave of blood and continue his life before Mo Bai barely escaped from the edge of kidney deficiency that had been hollowed out of his body.

It doesn't matter if there are many customers in a small shop, but it cannot be full all the time.

The first day when it was full was fine, but on the second day the group of foodies actually understood the unity of the camp, simply gave up their seats, and forcibly turned Mobai's small shop into an assembly line sales stall.

Who can stand this?The peak human physique is not good.

Even if he tried his best, all he could see was the never-ending crowd. Looking back at that kind of despair, Mobai could feel the chill running down his spine.

"Don't think about these things, go to Yuanyueli Palace." Mo Bai, who is temporarily homeless, advances his plan to enter Yuanyueli Palace to study.

Dragging the suitcase, Mo Bai left the hotel where he was staying and took a taxi to Yuanyue Palace.

"Excuse me..." At the doorman of the resort, as soon as he opened his mouth, the bodyguard stuffed him with a map.

"The bicycles on the side of the road can be picked up by yourself. If you are fast enough, you may still be in time." The uncle bodyguard gave Mo Bai a thumbs up, and his big white teeth gleamed. "For the burning youth! Run! Boy!"

"I always feel that this uncle seems to be wrong." Mo Bai glanced at the dozens of large buildings with different styles standing among the mountains and rivers, and a breathless breath rushed over his head and face.

Yuanyue Resort is a super-large institution integrating physical therapy, food, tourism and accommodation.It can be called Disneyland in the eyes of foodies - the cuisine of each country is a building full of its national style.

Based on Yuanyue Academy, it is a miraculous project achieved by continuous infusion of fresh blood.

The skyscraper located in the center of these dozens of restaurants is the core of the entire Yuanyue Resort: Yuanyue Palace.

"It's really beeping the dog, can't the manager of Yuanyue Resort take a snack and replace the bicycle with a small eDonkey?" Mo Bai panted, the backlog of troubles in his heart was about to burst out.

Such a big resort relies on bicycles to travel? !

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Mo Bai wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling tired and unloved.

Hearing the fixed location of the bicycle, Mo Bai stepped into the imposing building with somewhat vague steps.

As soon as Mo Bai stepped into the hall, before he could marvel at the spaciousness of the hall, a good-looking female waiter trotted in front of Mo Bai hurriedly on high heels.

"Why did you come here? Give me the documents quickly, and I'll help you do it!" The waitress dodged the documents and suitcase that Mo Bai took out. "Turn left in the elevator to the third floor and follow the corridor all the way to the end."

"what?"

"Ah what? Speed! Remember to turn left all the way to the end!" The waitress almost pushed Mo Bai onto the elevator.

Mo Bai looked at the elevator door where his face was reflected in a dazed expression.

What the hell?What's going on?What's up with this?

Mo Bai's out-of-body state was interrupted by the reminder that the elevator reached the third floor.

"Why don't you... go and have a look?" Mo Bai thought while rubbing his chin.

Life is about being brave to die.So Mo Bai turned left according to the prompt of the waitress and walked all the way along the red carpet corridor to the two iron doors.

"This looks like a cooking room, right? Do you really want to go in?"

In the end, the desire to die overcame reason, and amidst a series of creaking noises, Mo Bai opened the door.

The strong light that entered his eyes forced him to cover his eyes, and it took him a while to recover his vision.

There are four or five football field-sized spaces where there are one grid after another of cooking tables, and around the cooking table are one after another food counters. At this moment, the chefs in front of the cooking table are all looking at each other. Tossed towards the door.

On the high platform of the speech, the middle-aged foreigner with a hooked nose and a slicked back glanced at his watch. It was three minutes before the start of the assessment at half past nine. "Lucky boy, hurry up and choose the cooking table."

"... Oh." In order to get rid of the embarrassment of being saluted by everyone, Mo Bai hurriedly chose an empty cooking table and walked in.

"Just like what I just said, before noon, you can use the ingredients on site to make one or more dishes and deliver them to the chief executives of the restaurants present. If the chief executives approve, you will be admitted. If you don't agree, you can also choose to continue the assessment after re-creating the dishes, or choose the person in charge of another restaurant."

"But" the meticulous middle-aged foreigner raised three fingers. "You only have these three hours."

"A timeout is a failure."

"Then, let's start." The middle-aged foreigner waved his arm, and the chefs off the field rushed towards the food cabinets around like tigers out of their cages.

What the hell?What's going on?What's up with this?

Confused Sanlian changed Mo Bai's expression again.

"Wow~ Lao Bai, what kind of mess have you made?" Xiao Bai just woke up and saw the scene full of chefs rushing.

"You may not believe it, but...it's really none of my business." Mo Bai covered his face, didn't he just come to submit a study qualification?Why do you want to cook again?And the rules this time sound like they are very complicated.

Does he look like a passer-by?Why did everyone regard him as someone who came to participate in the culinary assessment?

"Thank you, Teacher Schapper." The handsome man with long hair, which was tied into a single ponytail flirtatiously, stood up and opened the seat for the middle-aged foreigner.

This flamboyant young man is not simple, as can be seen from the fact that he sits in the second place.

He is Hiromi Sena, the deputy head chef of Totsuki Resort.The second-in-command of Totsuki Resort, who lives under the chief chef Dojima Gin.

"Yes." The middle-aged foreigner with a serious face nodded his thanks.

Roland Schapper, director and lecturer of the French Cuisine Department of Totsuki Gakuen.

"Before I thought you would throw a rage and drive out the last chef who came in." Hiromi Sena patted his chest in relief.

"Heh, I will allow everything within the rules. This young man is not late, so he is still qualified for the assessment."

"It's just that what he misses is his own loss, and the rules before the game are sometimes very important."

"I hope this young man can firmly remember this lesson." Schapper put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers and covered half of his face.

Among the busy chefs, Mobai standing on the stove with a blank expression seemed a little out of place.

"Oh, the sun! If I reveal my identity now, will it be regarded as a back door?" Mo Bai felt very troubled. "It seems that the only option is to make a mistake."

"Old Bai, think about the good, we can harvest another wave of recipes." Xiao Bai's persuasion ability is MAX.

"What can I do? Who will I give it to?"

"Isn't that simple? Look at me." Xiaobai was silent for a while, and then began to describe the identities of the chief executives of the restaurants on the judging panel.

"Fuck, when did you have such a brutal ability?"

"Anyway, I'm a system elf!" Xiao Bai protested against Mo Bai's contempt.

"However, if you are preparing for the Hokkaido five-star chef assessment, find a cuisine that is good at cooking fish. I think Chinese cuisine is very good. After all, there are many methods in Chinese cuisine, and the ingredients can be included."

"Huaxia Cuisine?" Mo Bai thought it was a good idea, but what dishes should he offer?

Chapter 44. Gin Dojima said something that Faker didn't know if it should be said or not

On the top floor of the Totsuki Palace, this is the office of the head chef Dojima Gin who is in charge of the entire Totsuki Resort.

The European-style white porcelain carving style, huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and lush green plants make the interior bright and vibrant.

It was originally an elegant, quiet and comfortable office, but today there were some discordant footsteps outside the door.

Dojima Gin, who was buried in the documents, frowned and turned his attention away from a certain haunted report.

"Please come in." He could hear the flustered footsteps coming from Tokihiko Sakuma, the service manager of Totsuki Resort.

"Chief Chef, something tricky has happened." The generous-looking man with black-rimmed glasses had an eager look on his face.

"What's the matter?" Dojima Gin suddenly thought, the matter that can make his subordinates who have always been calm is so urgent, it can definitely be regarded as a major event.

"Look at this." Tokihiko Sakuma unpacked the documents in the portfolio and placed them on Dojima Gin's desk.

"A study recommendation from Chiba Shrine!?" Green leaf pattern was printed on the quaint rice paper. Knowing the status of the five major shrines in the Far East in the Far East gourmet world, Dojima Gin didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately picked it up and raised his hand. in the sun.

The green leaf patterns on the rice paper instantly glowed with green light, which is soft and intoxicating.

It's the real thing!

After confirming the authenticity, Dojima Gin's brain sorted out the schedule of the entire Totsuki Resort today and began to match the major events that Tokihiko Sakuma said.

Dojima Gin's facial muscles twitched slightly, and his brows twitched accordingly, and then he covered his face with his palms and raised his head to look up at the sky.

"Manager Shiyan, shouldn't it be..."

Every year from the beginning of spring to the end of spring, this period happens to be the time when the major restaurants of Yuanyue Resort recruit staff uniformly.

In connection with this document and Sakuma Tokihiko's attitude, the truth of the matter is already very clear.

"Chief chef, that's exactly what I can't do." Sakuma Tokihiko, who had already heard the whole process described by his subordinates, also felt helpless. "The thing is like this. This trainee named Mo Bai arrived at the gate of the resort at [-]:[-]. The guard mistook him for an examinee, so he called the lobby of Yuanyue Palace."

"Then he rode his bicycle for twenty-five minutes and arrived at Yuanyue Palace. The waiter who had been waiting for a long time hurried forward to show him the way to the assessment venue. The waiter will handle the formalities."

"The trainer didn't explain anything at the time, and went up to the third floor according to the waiter's instructions."

"It wasn't until the waiters started registering their papers that the study recommendation form was discovered."

"At that time, the trainee had already arrived at the large cooking field where Director Schappel presided over the assessment."

To describe the entire process of the incident, even Tokihiko Sakuma, who has been honing his position as the manager of the service department for a long time, has the urge to swear.

The way the waiters and guards of Yuanyue Resort handled this matter cannot be regarded as a mistake, and they can even be used as teaching materials to praise.

There is no problem with the careful care of the guards and the urgency of the waiters.

But how come you met the wrong person at the wrong time?

The only one who can be considered responsible is the trainee who caused the incident. He didn't explain his identity from the beginning to the end. He is the most embarrassing!

Sakuma Tokihiko's mentality burst faintly.