Seven days later.

In the city, Zhengda Plaza.

This was originally a leisure place in the city, and apart from being big enough, there was no good view.

On weekdays, some vendors set up stalls, and some residents in the city came to stroll around, which was quite popular, but today they were cleared.

Well, the official requisition.

Jiang Ping naturally couldn't represent the official, but when he sent someone to give 200 taels of silver to the officials responsible for managing the place, he became the official.

There are still several yamen runners in the square wearing official uniforms to help him maintain order, each of whom costs ten taels of silver a day. I wonder how happy this part-time job is.

The square is full of banners, with the names of restaurants and restaurants written on it.

As soon as the meeting ended that day, Jiang Ping hired the navy troops in advance and began to build momentum. The navy personnel were provided by the leader of the Evil Wolf Gang.

People in this era are much more fooling than those in his era.

As the news spread, it became like those chefs who did not come to participate in this chef competition were not qualified to be chefs at all.

Only a chef who dares to show his true skills in the Chef King Competition is a truly good chef.

Those restaurants and hotels that dare not go to participate in the competition are all guilty and are one level lower than those participating in the competition.

All these rumors have spread.

Who can tolerate this?

In the end, those who did not want to participate had to contact Mr. Jiang to find Mr. Jiang’s image spokesperson Tong, hoping to participate in the competition, and for this, they would give them a generous registration fee.

Of course, these people also have to sign the contract for joining the club.

In the end, dozens of chefs participated in the competition inexplicably. All the fees and sponsorships for this competition were enough, and even earned thousands of taels of silver.

This is the reason why the so-called reputation is exhausting.

Jiang Ping also expressed helplessness.

Making money is sometimes that simple.

...

The outside of the square was already crowded.

There are chefs who come to participate in the competition, and there are people who watch the fun.

After all, no matter which world you are in, idle people will always exist. When encountering such a lively thing, you don’t have to spend money, so you can’t come and take a look and join in the fun.

"That's Yipinzhai's team. The leader is Chef Zhu. I've eaten his crystal elbow!"

Someone shouted at the team entering the field.

"Chef Zhu, I support you!"

"Chef Zhu, this time the chef must be yours!"

"Wow! Chef Zhu, I want to marry you and give birth to a monkey for you!"

There were enthusiastic fans shouting outside the field.

Chef Zhu bowed to the four sides with a reserved look, looking very modest, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be stopped.

For the first time, he discovered that the chef not only could only stay in the kitchen, but also walked onto the stage, enjoy everyone's cheers and gain his own glory.

He felt his heart sublimated.

He looked down on this competition and thought it was a hasty troupe. But he was ordered by his master to come and make up the numbers, but he suddenly became determined.

I want to be the chef!

Chef Zhu secretly swore that he decided to use all his strength to fight.

But Chef Zhu didn't know that just after he entered the venue, the fan who was shouting at him crazy just now turned his head and shouted at the chef of the team coming from behind, without even changing his lines.

It can be said that every chef enjoys the treatment of a superstar, and what it means to be so popular all night until dawn.

However, it also made many people mutter privately:

When did it become so popular to be a chef?

Needless to say, all of this is naturally Jiang Ping's masterpiece.

The navy has invited it, so what if I find some fake fans?

He wrote the lines himself.

We will not let everyone see how good people are to be cooks, so how can we fool more people into becoming cooks in the future, let everyone cook well and give them more experience.

Besides, he has indirectly improved the chef's social status.

But he doesn't want to be famous, so these things don't need to be made public.

...

Mixed in a restaurant called Weijixian, enjoying the welcome and cheers between the channels, the owner of the Yuanyunlai restaurant was rubbing his hands and looking at the chef beside him with a restless look:

"Master Lu, it seems that there are many strong enemies this time?"

Boss Xiang used a full 500 taels of silver to buy the qualification for this competition from Wei Jixian.

Because he himself has no restaurant, he was not among the invitation staff before, but he must participate, otherwise how can he win back to Shenxianju?

It just so happened that the boss of Wei Jixian knew his own strength and had made up the numbers in the past. It would be better to sell this qualification for 500 taels and put it into a bag.

Besides, if you win in the end, isn’t it because he is very famous?

I'm such a business genius!

The boss of a certain Wei Jixian touched his chin and was proud.

As for Boss Xiang, he was quite confident. Master Lu was the chef of Yunlai Restaurant. He was extremely powerful and had received personal comments from Mr. Tian, ​​and his cooking skills were not as good as when he was young.

What is Mr. Tian’s identity? He was an imperial chef when he was young!

In other words, Master Lu has the strength of an imperial chef and can enter the palace and cook for King Zhao.

Master Lu had received his great kindness, and after he was forced to drive out of Yunlai Restaurant, he also resigned.

These days, many people have come to see Master Lu come out again, but they are all rejected.

Boss Xiang thought that he would find Master Lu, but he would be 50% sure if he didn't say he was sure to win.

But seeing these fanatical fans, he really thought that the people who entered just now were masters and their strength should not be underestimated.

Master Lu also said solemnly:

"It seems that this competition has inspired all the hidden masters, but don't worry, I have prepared a new dish this time and will never lose to anyone."

"That's good, that's good."

Boss Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still some concern in his eyes that had not dissipated.

With their worries, they walked into the infield.

As soon as he came in, Boss Xiang saw the most beautiful young master, Jiang Ping and Jiang Da Shao.

At this moment, Jiang Ping was wearing a black slim chef's uniform, showing that he was tall and slender. He had gold wire embroidered on the side of the chef's uniform, and even the kitchen utensils placed next to him were inlaid with gold, which vividly declared what low-key luxury and connotation meant.

Plus his handsome and sunny face.

There were no female fans at the scene, otherwise the audience would have been bombarded, so that everyone could know the strength of the handsome guy.

"Fancy!"

Master Lu touched his bumpy face and said with a little jealousy:

"No matter how good you look, you can't make a bunch of shit when you cook!"

But Boss Xiang didn't dare to say that, and he also advised Master Lu:

"Master Lu must whisper in a low voice. He is the boss of Shenxianju and has a great background. He organized this competition.

If Master Lu meets him later, he will show mercy and don’t let him lose too ugly.”

Obviously, in the eyes of Boss Xiang, Jiang Ping is also a fancy person.

Master Lu snorted coldly and said, "I know."

Then he walked with Boss Xiang to Weijixian's competition position.

As the teams of chefs arrive one by one, the competition is about to officially begin.
Chapter completed!