Now that the night squid has already negotiated the bet, after returning, I sent Fatty Kong and Tai Er Zhenren to the community activity room to invite the old man and the old lady back. I vowed that everything had been settled by me, and I was happy. The helper service staff directly called Long Live-the old lady Woguamian rarely came to her door to thank me on behalf of the community: "Why bother, you have done a great thing for the community!"
I was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't this exaggerating the cadres?"
"Cadres, cadres can't do better than you!" The old lady Wu Gua Lian began to push the red armband downwards: "If you don't dislike it, you should practice your hand in my position as a community officer, and we will choose you later. What will continue to benefit the masses as a deputy director?"
"Oh, old lady, you are not suitable!" I was humble and humbled: "How can you say that I can afford it as a small citizen? If you forget to criticize and self-criticism again, let My bourgeois liberalization ideology has swelled up, isn't that going to miss the big thing? Ideological education is the root, and my speech and demeanor show loyalty, and education is up to you!"
She said that the old lady Wogua's face was full of folds, and she couldn't help sighing: "All said that the face is born from the heart, I know it is wrong now, even if you look like you, there are good people... Don't worry, auntie in the future. Never judge people by their appearance anymore!"
"You praise your special aunt..."
"I think so, young man, this is just to compliment you!" The old lady Wogua said cheerfully: "The spirit, the main thing is to understand the spirit!"
"Okay, then I know, no matter what you say, I'll make do with it-go slowly, Auntie, come and play again when you have time!"
When the old man returned to the nursing home, the old lady was terrible. The chicken and the dog jumped into a pot of porridge. Most of the problems were concentrated on'why did the socks I dried out? I’m soothing, and I almost started fighting. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li were so busy that I could only send most of them out to help. In addition to emotional comfort, I bought a lot of daily necessities. The distribution went on, but I didn’t think it would cause more chaos—
"Why do I lose two pairs of socks? He also has two pairs of socks with holes... I need at least one pair!"
"What? He wants it, then I want two pairs-you see how big my hole is!"
"Then my triple pair..."
This kind is relatively simple, and the more complicated ones are quarrels because of the different colors of the sex. The smell of the urinal in other people's hands and the urinal in his own hands must be taken away by him, and it is for himself. The color of the bedding is wrong and he refuses to go to the kang...
With all kinds of names, I went back to the second floor of the roasting stall outside based on the principle of not seeing and not worrying, and worked with Ren Xiaoyan and Lori Xi to study the information about the God of Cooking Contest—according to the network information, this The competition is actually linked to the nationwide God of Cookery Contest. It is held every two years, and one, two or three God of Cookery are awarded each time, and the top three of the God of Cookery can sign up for the country based on the results of this competition. The scope of the God of Cooking Competition is basically at the same level as the regional trials.
This kind of competition is divided into three games each time. The first is a group fight. Simply put, all contestants are divided into four ABCD groups to compete. Eight points are selected from each group for the high and low scores, and a total of thirty-two finalists in the four groups;
In the second round, thirty-two contestants made three dishes of their own expertise as required to score the judges. This time the judges are basically the city’s well-known gourmet contributors, famous chefs and leaders of certain departments. Openly select 4-6 of them to enter the final competition;
The last round is shopping. The dishes to be tested are sometimes designated materials, sometimes designated methods, and sometimes designated moods. There is no definite number at all, and the points for scoring are also divided into knife skills, heat control, speed, In terms of ingenuity, beauty, etc., the basic skills are very demanding, and even luck has become a crucial factor.
As usual, these three games will be played in designated venues, and the city TV station will broadcast them in a comprehensive manner, so that everyone can clearly see how each dish is used and its unique color and shape, and there is no cheating under the eyes of everyone. It is possible that even if someone wants to secretly move their hands and feet, they can’t exert their strength. If they are unfair, they can call the judges’ mobile phones to be useless after the score is scored, let alone other...
At 8 o'clock the next day, I called directly on the phone on the Internet, and I exasperatedly said: "I want to register for the God of Cooking Competition. What are the requirements?"
The other party said coldly and calmly: "First make a note, we need to understand the basic situation-are you an individual or a group?"
"Does it make a difference?"
"Individuals can only participate in the chef and assistant. If it is a group, there can be a total of four people including the chef, the second chef, the dunzi, and the assistant."
I broke my fingers and forgot: "It's just two people. The relationship shouldn't be big, right?"
"It's really not that big," the other party casually reminded him: "However, none of the individual contestants who have made the top three in the past few years have."
"Huh?" I was stunned: "Then why?"
"Not enough time," the other party simply said: "If you want you to make crab mud, you will not even be able to pick out the crabs."
I instantly accepted her opinion, and said directly: "Then I will report to the group-two more people who don't want it!"
The other party simply said: "There is a requirement to sign up for a group. First of all, it must be an influential restaurant in the catering industry... Which one are you?"
I was stunned to react, and could only say: "Uh, we are grilling skewers..."
"That won't work, it must be a well-known restaurant."
"We are the world's No. 1 patrolling mountain skewers. We must be well-known. Or you can try it in our circle of friends. I definitely recommend it!"
"How can the things in the circle of friends be made accurately... Wait, you are talking about the world's first Xunshan skewers, which sells first love barbecue? Didn't you close the door? When will it open? I want to make a reservation tonight s position!"
"Uh, sorry, we are not open for the time being, but we are just going to participate in the competition..." I paused and said with joy: "But you also know that we are grilling skewers, does that mean we are qualified?"
The other party sighed and said regretfully: "Famous is famous, but... How can you not have anything to do with the restaurant!" Maybe it is to be able to cut in line to eat skewers in the future, she said with politeness and compassion: "Sorry, I really can't help you!"
I hurriedly said: "How about holding a special show for you tonight. Bring your family and friends, eat and play as you like. I will ask you for all the money?-You can help me, VIP for life How about the membership card and the little fresh meat with the wine throughout the journey?"
The other party screamed directly: "How can Zuanfeng accompany you all the way?"
"necessary!"
"Or give me a special barbecue?"
"no problem!"
"Just to register you for the team competition?"
"Uh, this is also a must!"
The other party cried and hesitated hundreds of thousands of times after hearing it: "I really want to agree, but I can't be ignorant of my conscience. Even if I signed up for you today, I won't be able to go back—the list will have to be submitted to the jury for review. I said it doesn’t count!"
I am completely desperate now: "Then you mean you can only sign up privately?"
A squeak like a rat in the microphone was considered a reply. After thinking about it, I could only stomped my feet in the end when I was ready to take a personal fight. Ren Xiaoyan suddenly stretched out her hand and snatched my microphone. Directly said: "The reputation and scale of the Century Restaurant are enough, let's participate in this name!"
"Ah? The Century Restaurant must be enough, but... please wait!" After a crackling voice, the other party said: "Your Century Restaurant has already participated. The contestant is a chef named You Gucheng-your restaurant cannot There are also rules for sending two teams to participate!"
"Hey, I'm so bad-tempered!" Ren Xiaoyan became angry on the spot: "I am the boss, I now disqualify You Gucheng from participating in the competition and switch to another head chef, right?"
"Oh, that's okay, but you must follow the process." The other party started to read the charter with a sharp glance: "If the restaurant needs to change chefs to participate, then the owner, the original contestant, and the new contestant must come to the main committee together. You can change it only after you sign the sign description, and none of them are indispensable. Otherwise, the selection will be made according to the players who signed up for the first time..."
"What are you talking about, my boss doesn't have to say anything, but he has to come?" Ren Xiaoyan almost broke the phone: "What are you breaking rules?"
"This rule was formulated by the organizing committee. I'm afraid that many partnership restaurants will cause trouble for the chef to participate. Please understand," the other party said, "but since it's all your chefs, who won't let you go? Isn't it a matter of one sentence to let them? Where can you put them to work better than ours?"
Ren Xiaoyan was so angry that her eyebrows were raised upside down, and her eyes were frantic. I quickly grabbed the phone with my eyesight, and Lori Xi got him out somehow. Then, I asked the customer service girl again: " Is there really no other way?"
"Really no more," the girl finished, and after a pause, she asked me in a low voice, "Which one was..."
"Oh, boss."
"Then why is he angry, the chef doesn't listen to him?" The girl murmured as if remembering something, and said anxiously: "Are you the substitute chef who is going to play?"
"you are right."
"Then why on earth?"
"Uh... You just treat it as a plot in a TV series!"
The girl woke up in an instant: "Understood, siblings are fighting for family property, right?"
"Whatever you say is fine, it's tricky anyway... Give me a trick, sister, brother, please!"
"Where can I do it!"
"You... just say you don't help!"
The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally tentatively said: "Why don't you try to compare yourself first, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit? Isn't this the decision?"
I suddenly said, "Eh, this is a good idea, or I will add it up!"
"That's right!" The girl proudly said: "If you win, you can participate. If you lose, I have a way!"
"Huh? You don't mean to make me lose, do you?" I casually said: "This is a bit too shameful..."
"No, if you lose, you will invite him to drink and report it, get him to drive under the influence for half a month, and all races will be over!"
I was horrified: "Sister, you are much tougher than me, what the hell are you doing?"
The girl was embarrassed and said: "Oh, I write web articles..."
"No wonder, it's too dark!" (End of this chapter)