Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

The price of fresh vegetables these days is really not cheap.

You must know that many people in the refuge have almost forgotten the color of vegetables.

After all, due to many reasons such as the yield, growth conditions, and production cycle of vegetables, it is simply not something that ordinary shelters can afford.

Wu Lang... No, not only Wu Lang, but even Wang Kexin and the others, when they saw this big bowl full of salad, and the chef standing beside him flushed at the moment, as if he was very excited. Sufficient evidence, I feel that this person has not seen a big scene for a long time, did not stop for a while, and used too much force.

But even if this person tried his best to promote his product, there was only one sentence left in the hearts of Wu Lang and the others, "What the hell."

Not to mention cabbage clappers, lettuce, and tomatoes, raw onions are added in it.

Is it because they feel that everyone's temper is not strong enough or because they think that they can block the punch of everyone's skill in the past twenty years with their own strength.

of course!

It's not the most bizarre existence.

There is also a western chef who even made a cold pasta!

But the key is...

Pasta is just pasta, what the hell is the two-finger wide noodles inside?

Huaxi combination?

Keep up with the times?

The pasta chef: "I will never recite this pot!"

Whenever he could find a piece of spaghetti, he had to stick to tradition, but he didn't.

Ordinary noodles can't meet the elastic standard of pasta. In the end, he really had no choice but to dig out the flour by himself.

It's just that the appearance is a little bit worse.

The Pasta Chef: "Am I Easy?"

but!

Again, who cares?

Not only did he not care, Wu Lang almost couldn't hold back under his boastful eyes, kicked him into the pasta pot, and asked him to taste the noodles covered with tomato sauce.

Reluctantly tasted one, looked at him with a calm face, turned around and went to the next big pot.

But as soon as he took two steps, Wu Lang told Wu Tian next to him: "Whoever dares to want him, I will die!"

Wu Tian nodded in agreement, and at the same time had an instant insight into the meaning of Wu Lang's words.

This is to pass on the word through his mouth.

As for the other two western chefs...

Not as weird as the first two!

But what the hell is this mashed potato?

Roast chicken with potatoes, beef with potatoes, pork ribs with potatoes, hot and sour potato shreds, sweet and sour potato shreds, and even Spike potatoes, isn’t it delicious?

Anyway, Wu Lang couldn't figure out why he had to spend time and effort making it into mud.

Scooped a spoonful of…

Ok!

The taste is ok!

Also calmly glanced at the chef, turned and left, and after walking two steps, he told Wu Tian: "This person can be put in the subsidiary shelter!"

I sometimes go to inspect work, but I can eat foreign meat, and I usually let him make mashed potatoes for the shelter as a staple food.

It just so happens that the output of not only rice, but also whole grains is not high.

This can be regarded as the best use of people!

.......

of course!

Except for these four unreliable Western chefs, the other eleven are still very reliable.

Like three pastry chefs.

Just a big white steamed bun is called a soft and moderate aroma.

Not to mention Hua Chu's side.

After a meal, Wu Lang couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sure enough, you need a familiar taste!"

It's just a pity that whether it's the mastery of small stir-fry or the mastery of large-pot dishes, in Wu Lang's view, the only one who can beat Lao Zheng is the old iron who is in charge of the selection of chefs.

leftover....

There are two of them, and I don't know whether it's because of their extraordinary performance, or because they are better at big pot dishes, but no matter what, at least the level of this dish, in his opinion, is on par with Old Zheng.

The rest is as stable as ever.

Including those who were brushed down.

Some of them have really performed exceptionally well in cauldron dishes, but the upper limit is there, and the expectations are not high.

.......

The time came to around 02:30 pm.

The tasting session is officially over.

Wu Lang gathered everyone who was following the dish test.

"How do you say, which ones do you want?"

Hearing this, everyone quickly exchanged opinions with their eyes, and finally their eyes converged on Wang Kexin.

After all, sister-in-law is here, if she doesn't speak, others dare not speak at all!

Seeing this, Wang Kexin was not polite. After a moment of silence, he said:

"I must have all three pastry chefs. The iron master is the best. The other masters Li and Huang...these ten are all good. As for the western chef, he is not good at making big pots, but he is not good at it. Satisfactory, but I have to say that other people's single dishes are really good."

"It is said that these four were chefs of western restaurants before the cataclysm, and the one named Jimmy was also a Mi [-]-star certified chef."

"What?" Wu Lang was a little shocked, "The chef who made the salad, at his level...couldn't he get his name by going in through the back door?"

This kind of nominal thing was not uncommon before the catastrophe. After all, some people have the ability but no certificate, and some people have the certificate but no ability.

have no choice....

And what the hell Jimmy looks like the latter to Wu Lang.

And even if it's not the latter, just call him a ghostly name. Before the cataclysm, it might be a walking 50, and after the cataclysm, it would be a potential stock for the second or fifth boy.

Thinking of this, Wu Lang's whole expression couldn't help but twitch. Seeing that Wang Kexin was about to refute, he immediately interrupted: "Stop! Anyone who dares to call this kind of ghost by foreign names, no matter how good his cooking skills are, can't take it." HTTPs://WωW.éЬòǒκbǎō.Иét/

"All right!"

Seeing Wu Lang's resolute attitude, Wang Kexin quickly nodded and replied.

In an instant, the status of the family is fully reflected!

Seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly a little off, Jin Xiangdie next to him interrupted and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't need a Western cook, that master Li is pretty good at making ants climb trees." HTTpδ://WwW.eΒoǒκBāǒ.Иêt/

With Jin Xiangdie leading the way, the other girls who came with her also said:

"The stir-fried cabbage is also very authentic!"

“Stir-fried meat with lettuce and fungus is also good…”

......

It can only be said that with the interruption of these people, the atmosphere returned to its original state in an instant.

The candidate for the chef was also quickly decided.

The 15 people who stood out at the beginning, except for the four western chefs, the remaining 11 people were all packed away.

no way!

So proud!

........

Chapter 1111 Too much to refuse

After finishing all this, Wu Lang called Wu Junda again.

He was in charge of selecting chefs for the affiliated shelter just now.

Wu Junda is also worthy of being the manager of the affiliated shelter for so long.

There is a degree in doing things.

Like this time.

He came over with a questionnaire in his hand, and his frame was filled in an instant.

The report lists fifteen Chinese chefs and five pastry chefs, a total of twenty.

of course!

If only this is the case, it is not enough to call it a forced Graman.

The key is that at the back of the questionnaire, there is a general record of the reasons for selecting these people, as well as the number of votes for the dishes just made in the hands of the public judges.

After reading it, Wu Lang nodded in satisfaction.

The next step is to negotiate with Comrade Lao Tang.

only...

There was a small episode in this.

When the two came to the meeting room, Wu Lang first reported the 11 people selected by the main refuge. Comrade Lao Tang's expression changed on the spot when he heard that the chef Tie Zhu was being called.

At the end, he said with some embarrassment: "That... Comrade Xiao Wu, Tie Zhu just came here to lead the team, and is not in the scope of this selection."

"No! Leader, are you flirting with me? What did he do just now if he wasn't in the selection range?" Hearing this, Wu Lang raised his eyebrows immediately, and said with some displeasure:

"Leader! I remember that I made it clear at the time that the premise of the transaction is that the cooking skills are not inferior to Master Zheng."

"As for the more than 50 people this time, it is clear that only Master Tie's cooking skills are better than Master Zheng's, and the rest are more than half a chip behind."

heard here.

Comrade Lao Tang was also quite speechless. This time, Master Tie led the team. His original intention was to use his culinary skills and reputation to suppress these people, so as not to cause trouble and lose face with Wu Lang.

In the end, who knew that Tie Zhu saw all kinds of materials in the warehouse, and so many chefs gathered together. This scene instantly reminded him of the scene of every time the chef competition was held before the cataclysm. Because of this, he couldn't hold back and started to do it himself at a moment's itch.

At that time, Comrade Lao Tang saw Master Tie get started, and the idea of ​​him being selected flashed through his mind. At that time, he still had a headache. If he was really selected, how would he choose.

Keep it or trade it out logically?

It seems at this time.

It really confirms that sentence again, good spirits do not have bad spirits.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Comrade Lao Tang first organized some words in his heart, and then he said:

"Cough cough! Comrade Xiao Wu, your judgment is a bit exaggerated. At least the craftsmanship of Master He, Master Li, and Master Zeng is not much different from that of Master Zheng, and Master He and Master Zheng are still masters. Brothers from the same sect..."

Although his expression was calm, the further he said these words, the more hypocritical they seemed.

The fact is that chefs whose skills have reached the level of Master Zheng are treated as treasures in the refuge.

After all, supplies are limited now, and who wouldn't want to have a chef who can turn decay into magic? Even if it doesn't improve the happiness index of the shelter, he still has to be responsible for his own three meals.

This also led to the fact that the truly top chefs were all kept under wraps, and even this kind of sub-level chefs were brought out in tears because they couldn't bear the pressure of the superiors.

of course!

Wu Lang didn't understand the way of doing this.

There is no need to understand.

You only need to know the craftsmanship of these people, as long as the iron master meets the standard.

"Leader! You make me very embarrassed. If Master Tie no longer chooses Li, then I can only say sorry for this transaction."