Shortly after the young couple left, there were more customers in Jiangyang's small shop.

And more and more, soon the small shops in Jiangyang were filled with people, and there were even some queuing outside.

Jiang Yang was helpless. As soon as the door opened, he had no choice but to cook the dishes as soon as possible.

In fact, Jiangyang can choose to increase the price of dishes and increase the consumption threshold, which will definitely keep a large number of people out. And those who can come in are enough to make a fortune in Jiangyang.

However, Jiang Yang did not intend to do this. His original intention was not to make much money by this small shop. Cooking for money was not in line with his cooking intentions.

Therefore, Jiangyang could only open the door at any time and close it at any time.

I originally thought that the guests depended on fate. Who would have thought that no matter when the door opened, many diners would come soon.

Jiang Yang asked Yu Zhiyu to take a sign out, which read: It took four hours to open the door this time.

This is Jiang Yang's helpless move. Although it is a bit unfair to the people queuing behind, there is nothing we can do. After all, even if Jiang Yang keeps the door open all day, there are still queues.

Chen Zuoyi was walking on the journey to another place, but he did not return to Rongcheng. He just said goodbye to his family on the phone, and embarked on the journey alone.

He wants to continue the path he didn't finish last time until he becomes a master of cooking.

Chen Zuyi has his own pride. He used to be higher than Jiang Yang's cooking skills, but later he was not much different from Jiang Yang's cooking skills. But now, Jiang Yang has become a master of cooking skills, and he is still wandering at the door.

Chen Zuyi knew very well that he was actually just one step away from the master of cooking. However, just this time, I don’t know how many genius chefs were stumped, and how many genius chefs took so much time to step over.

Chen Zuyi admired Jiang Yang to become a chef at this age, but he also felt dissatisfied. That is, Jiang Yang could become a chef now, so why can't he become a chef now?

It was this aura that made Chen Zuyi choose to embark on a journey.

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Ren Pengcheng sat in the office, his face as deep as water. The note that Ren Pengcheng had studied for many times was now thrown aside by him.

He decided to go and talk to Yang Kaizhong first. This was the last time. If Yang Kaizhong still disagreed with telling the secrets of the Chefs Association, he would have no choice but to implement that plan!

Ren Pengcheng came to Yang Kaizhong's house and it was not difficult for Ren Pengcheng to know Yang Kaizhong's address.

Ren Pengcheng knocked on the door.

"Who?" a voice asked.

"Is it Yang Kaizhong's home?" Ren Pengcheng said at the door.

"Cruff~"

The door was opened and an old lady appeared.

"Who are you? Is there anything wrong with our old man?" asked the old lady.

Ren Pengcheng smiled and said, "Hello, I am the junior of Mr. Yang. I came to visit him today."

"That's it." The old lady nodded, then turned around and shouted into the room, "Old man, someone is looking for you."

"Who is looking for me?" asked a voice, and an old man came out of the inner room. It was Yang Kaizhong!

As soon as Yang Kaizhong walked out, he saw Ren Pengcheng and his eyes were froze.

"This young man said he knew you." The old lady said.

Yang Kaizhong nodded and said, "It's true that I know you."

"Then you guys talk, I'll make some tea for you." The old lady said with a smile.

"No need for now, this person can't stay for too long." Yang Kaizhong said.

The old lady looked at Yang Kaizhong for questioning, but didn't say much.

"President Ren, go to the study." Yang Kaizhong said.

Ren Pengcheng has no objection.

I followed Yang Kaizhong to the study room, where there was a large bookshelves, which were filled with books related to cooking skills.

Yang Kaizhong said: "Sit down casually, I'm in a mess."

Ren Pengcheng smiled, ignoring the bad intentions in Yang Kaizhong's tone.

"What's wrong with President Ren coming to me?" Yang Kaizhong asked directly. He didn't even say anything to greet Ren Pengcheng.

"Why am I here for? Mr. Yang still doesn't know?" Ren Pengcheng said.

"Hmph! Ren Pengcheng! How many times do I have to say it? I have no secrets here, and there is no way to go above the master!" Yang Kaizhong said.

Ren Pengcheng was very calm, although Yang Kaizhong was glaring at him.

"I think Mr. Yang knows the most clearly in his heart," said Ren Pengcheng.

"Ren Pengcheng! How do you force me? The president of the chef association asked you to take it away. I have nothing left. Do you have to force me to death?" Yang Kaizhong said sternly.

"Pengcheng has no such intention, Mr. Yang should be clear. Pengcheng only wants to see higher-level cooking skills, and he will pay no hesitation for any price!" Ren Pengcheng said.

Yang Kaizhong was silent for a while before saying, "My master and I are old acquaintances. I also taught you something when you were young."

Ren Pengcheng said: "Pengcheng dares not forget Mr. Yang's kindness, but I have my own way. I hope Mr. Yang understands it."

"Pengcheng, you are already the president of the Chefs Association. Wouldn't it be good for An Anxin to be the president?" Yang Kaizhong said, his tone softer.

"The president of the Chef Association is not what I want. If I can get the road to the master, I can even give up the position of president." Ren Pengcheng said.

Yang Kaizhong looked at Ren Pengcheng deeply, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Pengcheng, if you decide to be the president of the Chef Association, I will help you well, and even come forward to make your Chef Association president legitimate." Yang Kaizhong said.

Ren Pengcheng's current position as president is not justified. It can be said that Ren Pengcheng has some complaints in the Chef Association. If Yang Kaizhong comes forward, Ren Pengcheng's position as president is justified, those opposition voices will slowly dissipate.

Unfortunately, Ren Pengcheng didn't care about this. He didn't even care about the position of president. How could he care about those complaints?

"Old Yang, Shu Pengcheng lets down your kindness." Ren Pengcheng said.

Hearing Ren Pengcheng say this, Yang Kaizhong's face turned cold.

"So, President Ren is stubborn?" said Yang Kaizhong.

"Even if you are crushed to pieces, you will be willing to do anything!" Ren Pengcheng said.

"President Ren, please do it. I don't have what you need here. If you don't believe it, President Ren can search here." Yang Kaizhong said.

"Don't you really want to say it?" Ren Pengcheng's tone also became cold.

"I said, I don't have what you want here." Yang Kaizhong said.

Ren Pengcheng looked at Yang Kaizhong deeply, and Yang Kaizhong let Ren Pengcheng look at him calmly, without any guilt.

"Since that's the case, I'll say goodbye." Ren Pengcheng stood up and said.

Yang Kaizhong did not get up and said lightly: "I won't send you to President Ren."

Ren Pengcheng walked to the door and paused, "I hope Mr. Yang won't regret it in the future."

After saying that, Ren Pengcheng left without explaining.

Yang Kaizhong frowned. He didn't understand what Ren Pengcheng meant.

A few conversations came immediately outside the door.

"Are you finished talking?"

"The talk is over."

"Why stay for dinner?"

"Thank you, I still have something to do, I won't."

Immediately afterwards.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!