Chapter 176 Who told you that people who are good at cooking must become chefs?
"What are you two talking about?"
Just as he was talking, Mumu came back from outside. They are still living in a short-term rental house. The short-term rental house is the usual three bedrooms and two living rooms. Mumu opened the door outside, as if he had gone home.
"Nothing, where have you been and why did you come back with so many newspapers?"
Gu Zheng smiled softly, and Mu Mu held a large pile of newspapers under his arm, which looked very thick.
"Hurry and take it, I won't be able to hold it anymore!"
Mumu shouted, and Wang Dong hurried over. They placed the newspaper on the coffee table in the living room. Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment when he saw some contents in the newspaper.
"Hangcheng Food Competition Ends, Shanghai Young Player Wins the First Prize"
"The dark horse goes dark to the end, and the most powerful dark horse emerges in the food competition"
"Twenty-three-year-old ancient competition, winning the first place in Hangzhou Food Competition"
"Four thousand people are waiting outside the stadium to compete for the championship in ancient times"
"Being famous after one competition, many big hotels in Hangzhou added egg fried rice and named it 'Golden Dragon Flying'"
"The showdown between the old, the middle and the young, the young one has the last laugh"
"Killed out of nearly 6,000 people, and deserved the first place"
"One million grand prize and the right to use three West Lake stores, a reward from a competition"
These newspapers are all related to the ancient dispute. Both major newspapers and tabloids reported on the Hangzhou Food Competition and mentioned the ancient dispute.
What happened yesterday was in the news today, and there were so many of them that Gu Zheng didn't even expect that some newspapers even included his photo.
"Isn't it just a local food competition? Why is there so much news?"
Gu Zheng frowned. Most of the newspapers were a bit exaggerated, but what they wrote was true. He was indeed the winner in the end. He was the first place in the Hangzhou Food Competition.
"More, this is also called too much. You haven't read it online yet. This is just a newspaper. Today's newspapers are not as good as before. The most important thing is online media!"
Mumu rolled her eyes at Gu Zheng, and Wang Dong quickly took out his phone and flipped through the news.
Almost all major portals have reported on this food competition. Some have placed it on the popular list, while others have placed it on food channels. For example, Mumu’s website has placed it on the popular list and made headlines for a period of time.
Not to mention here in Hangzhou, hundreds of online media, large and small, almost all reported this matter, and the stories were all kinds of. Many things about Gu Zheng were dug up by them, including Gu Zheng’s career.
The matter of selling omelette, his last competition, and his father Gu Ming.
Except Mr. Liang did not appear in the news, almost everything else was there.
These media are really pervasive.
"So exaggerated?"
Gu Zheng also read some news on the Internet and was very surprised. Most of them were praising him, but the praise was a bit exaggerated.
"Is it an exaggeration? I don't think the evaluation of you yesterday was an exaggeration. Gu Zheng, this time you have become famous and become a big celebrity. Will you still write articles for our website in the future?"
Mumu asked seemingly casually, but actually she was quite nervous.
This is what Mr. Wu asked him to ask. Gu Zheng now is very different from before. In fact, many big hotels and restaurants are asking about Gu Zheng. Some people got Gu Zheng’s phone number from the organizing committee.
, but unfortunately Guzheng has not been turned on since yesterday, and Guzheng cannot be found.
There are also some people who are looking for Mr. Wu and others. After knowing about Gu Zheng’s work, it is not difficult to find Mr. Wu.
Being a chef, especially a famous chef, will definitely make you much better than writing articles for their website. Their website has very few unique writers like Gu Zheng. If Gu Zheng stops writing, it will be a big loss for them.
It's also a big loss.
"Write, of course you have to write, this is my profession!"
Gu Zheng was a little confused. What would he do if he wasn't writing articles? What would he eat and drink? Moreover, writing food reviews was his hobby.
"You already have a million-dollar bonus, you have three stores in West Lake, and there are so many big hotels looking for you. Why don't you become a chef?" Mumu looked at Gu Zheng in confusion.
"Why should I become a chef?"
Gu Zheng was very helpless. He participated in the competition just for a test. It was not because he wanted to be a chef. If it hadn't been for this test, he would definitely not have participated in the competition and would still have lived a peaceful life.
Thinking of the test, Gu Zheng thought of his reward again. The test of chicken shredded noodles was a test that he had overdrafted an immortal technique and immortal technique from the weapon spirit before, and he made up for it. Winning the first place was the initiative of the weapon spirit. There was no reward.
punish.
He has already taken part of the rewards for the supplementary test, but there will be some more. The one you get for being first is a 'big reward'. This damn weapon spirit has no sound when it comes back yesterday. It never takes the initiative to complete the test. Wait.
Be sure to ask for it when no one is around.
"You are so good at cooking, what would you do if you weren't a chef?" Mumu asked naturally.
Gu Zheng patted his head and looked at Mumu seriously, his eyes filled with helplessness: "Who told you that people who are good at cooking must become chefs?"
Mumu was speechless. Indeed, no one stipulates that a person who is good at cooking must be a chef. He can also do other things. I just feel that people like Gu Zheng, who have won first place in food competitions,
It always feels weird not being a chef.
The Hangzhou Food Competition is no less than the food competitions in other places in terms of standards. To compete for the first place, even going to the Chinese Food Competition can achieve good results. Zhao Fu, who ranked tenth in the last Chinese Food Competition, won
Lost to Gu Zheng.
He thought so, but Mumu didn't say that, but asked directly: "You mean, you don't want to be a chef, but you still continue to write manuscripts?"
"Of course, I have no intention of becoming a chef. If I had wanted to do it, I would have gone there long ago!"
Gu Zheng nodded. What he wanted was freedom. The highly restrictive profession of chef was not suitable for him. He would be better off as a food critic. He could go where he wanted, eat what he wanted, write about his experiences, and earn some money.
How great it is to get royalties and not have to work at fixed hours every day.
With such a good job, only a fool would change it.
"That's good, I feel relieved now. By the way, you only gave me two manuscripts this month, and there is still one less to go. You must give it to me as soon as possible when you get back!"
Mumu grinned, remembering that Gu Zheng was still missing a manuscript, and immediately urged it.
The corners of Gu Zheng's mouth turned a bit wider. Damn Mumu, I can't say anything else at this time. I have to do such an unflattering thing. In other words, if Mumu hadn't urged me on the manuscript, this job would have been even more perfect.
But what he said just now is a reminder to Gu Zheng. Even Wang Dong has so many people trying to poach him, let alone himself. It seems that he has to find a way to get rid of these troubles, as well as the three facades in West Lake. Gu Zheng himself is sure
No, it's a waste to keep these three storefronts empty. It's better to transfer them.
The organizing committee did not force the champions to use these three stores, but set industry restrictions, that is, they must operate catering and food competition award stores. If they go to other businesses, the impact will be very bad.
