It seems that every time the test is completed, the weapon spirit looks like this.
Isn't it a very happy thing that the test is completed? In order to complete the test, the weapon spirit has made many suggestions and given many good ideas. In fact, every time the test can be completed, the weapon spirit has made great contributions.
But why does the weapon spirit always feel very unhappy every time it completes a test?
Gu Zheng didn't ask Qi Ling, he could have any attitude. The test was completed. The test was completed. Gu Zheng's mind was no longer in the store, so he simply went home early. Chang Feng was no longer in the store. His personality was completely different.
If you can't stand it anymore and let him stay in the store, you might as well kill him.
After returning home, Gu Zheng couldn't wait to enter the prehistoric space.
"The descendant of Tie Xian, complete the prayer test and be rewarded with twenty ordinary level Immortal Essence Pills!"
It’s Xianyuan Dan again. Now Gu Zheng has a lot of Xianyuan Dan in stock. However, no one can have too much of Xianyuan Dan, which can steadily increase the immortal power. Gu Zheng’s current realm has limited use, so first
Save.
"Reward, thirty ordinary-level fairy fish!"
As soon as Qi Ling finished speaking, a clearing in the prehistoric space began to open, and a pond appeared. There were dozens of small fish swimming in the pond. These small fish came in various colors and were very beautiful.
"Reward, thirty mid-level ocean flowers!"
Beside the pond, thirty more light spots fell on the open space, all falling into the ground.
Ocean flower is a raw material that grows in ancient times. It can be used as food or medicine. It is an indispensable raw material in many elixirs and is known as a versatile flower.
In food cultivation, ocean flowers also play a great role. They can be combined with all the raw materials to make the desired food cultivation. This time the reward is not only given to ocean flowers, but also seeds. Thirty plants are given in one gift.
, the most important thing is that the quality of these ocean flowers is actually medium.
Medium-level raw materials, so far, Guzheng only has the fairy apricot fruit tree from the ancient space. Unfortunately, the maturity period is too long, and it has not matured yet.
The maturity period of ocean flower is not short, but it is much shorter than the one-year maturity period of apricot fruit trees. The maturity period of ocean flower takes three months, because ocean flower is a medium level, and it requires a lot of immortal power to ripen.
It far exceeds ordinary-level ingredients, and the current Guzheng does not have the ability to ripen medium-level ingredients.
In other words, Ocean Flower must wait for it to mature naturally.
Even so, Gu Zheng is still extremely happy. Although the test is very difficult, there will be great gains after each test. Moreover, Gu Zheng has discovered that the test of the weapon spirit may seem difficult, but it is definitely not the kind that you cannot complete.
, as long as you work hard and work hard, you have great hope of success.
In this way, the test is equivalent to giving him something.
"Reward, magic, wood control technique!"
"Immortal skills, Falling Leaf Sword Technique!"
The rewards are not over yet. In addition to material rewards, this time there are also rewards for immortal arts and immortal skills. The immortal arts are still the Five Elements Immortal Arts. Nowadays, Ancient Zheng has learned four of the Five Elements Immortal Arts, except for the Metal Control Technique.
study.
The magical skill rewarded this time satisfied Gu Zheng the most, the fallen leaf sword technique. The man in white appeared again in front of Gu Zheng, dancing his sword in a forest. As his sword danced, fallen leaves fell from time to time. He looked very beautiful.
, chic.
As long as they are boys, they have basically dreamed of being a martial arts master or swordsman when they were young, imagining holding a long sword, traveling around the world, and enjoying grudges.
Gu Zheng was no exception. He also had such a dream when he was young. Seeing this elegant swordsmanship, Gu Zheng liked it very much.
"Reward, one choice of cooking skills, limited to ordinary level!"
Qi Ling's voice hasn't stopped yet. This time there is a reward for cooking skills, but it's different from usual. The young man in white didn't appear this time. After Qi Ling said nothing, he didn't show up.
"Self-selected cooking means that you can choose the kind of cooking you want to learn, and we don't teach you any designated cooking skills!"
Qi Ling explained to Gu Zheng, and Gu Zheng's eyes suddenly widened. He was still wondering just now, so it turns out that this is what happened. The so-called self-selected cooking means that you can choose what you want to learn, instead of just passively accepting it like before.
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This is a good thing. Whether it's fried eggs or chicken blood soup, Gu Zheng is actually not good at it. This time, when he has the opportunity to choose his own cooking skills, he must seize it and learn a cooking skill that he really likes.
"Choose your own cooking skills, do you have to choose now?"
Gu Zheng thought about it for a long time and had no idea what he wanted to learn, so he could only ask one more question.
"There is no time limit, you can learn whenever you want!"
"Okay, I'll wait and learn later!"
Gu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if there was no time limit. He really didn't know what to study now. Such opportunities were rare. He couldn't choose too casually. It would be better to give him time to think about it.
This time the rewards are over, they are very generous, and mid-level rewards appear again.
Intermediate level, that is a good treasure that cannot be produced by the current governors on the earth. There will never be too much of such things, the more the better.
Gu Zheng's test is over, but the store has not stopped and the business continues. Gu Zheng also goes to the blood soup every day. Many people who want to improve their health insist on drinking the chicken blood soup he made.
The purchase limit has not stopped, but the time has been fixed. It is fixed at the time between 2pm and 4pm every day, and the time is shortened to two hours. People who have never eaten chicken blood soup can try it.
This initiative has been well received by many people who have never tasted chicken blood soup.
As time goes by, the impact of the last attack on Laotang has become less and less. In particular, the Food Association once again stood up to prove that their century-old soup will never have any problems, and the business has become as prosperous as before.
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Even though the purchase limit was increased, the 5,000 servings every day were still sold out, and the store still only had chicken blood soup, without any additional food.
Three months after the business opened, Gu Zheng took a few days off for himself and went out for a few days. In just three months after the business opened, Gu Zheng's bank card had added tens of millions of wealth. This was the three months he had spent.
The dividend is the dividend after deducting all expenses.
If the business had not been affected for a period of time, Guzheng's dividends would have been even greater.
Even these things have made Gu Zheng very satisfied. With tens of millions in three months, he can now make more money than his father. I wonder how his father will feel after knowing this news.
"Bu Zheng, I sent you several messages and you didn't reply. Did you become a big boss and forget about us poor people?"
Just two days after returning from vacation, Gu Zheng suddenly received a call from Mu Mu. Mu Mu’s tone was very bad. In the past three months, Gu Zheng had been busy with the store and had no time to write the manuscript. It had been three months since he had submitted it.
The manuscript is over.
Mumu did send him a message, but Gu Zheng was busy at that time, so there was no reply.
"Mu Bian, don't be angry, calm down, I'm really busy at this time!"
Gu Zheng said hurriedly. He finally had a few days of leisure, so he called Mumu without thinking.
In fact, with his current income, he no longer needs to write food reviews to make money. Even if he doesn't go to the chicken blood soup shop, the daily turnover is still high, but the chicken blood soup he made by himself is gone.
As long as the pot of old soup is there and Gao Changhe is making chicken blood soup well, his income will not decrease. Now people have accepted his chicken blood soup, including the price.
Even many outsiders started to come here because of its reputation. Some people lamented that it was very expensive, while others said that it tasted really good, while others also criticized it.
"How can I be angry? I'm calling you this time because I want to ask you if there is a snack festival in three days. Do you have time to attend?"
Mumu explained her intention. Shencheng was going to hold a traditional snack festival, which was jointly organized by the Shencheng Food Association and their food channel. With the support of the government, the scale was pretty good.
The snack festival mainly focuses on folk snacks. Some famous folk snacks will be invited to participate in the snack festival. Mumu called Gu Zheng to ask about it. Actually, he wanted to ask if Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup and ginseng would not participate.
Chicken blood soup is also a snack, and it is quite famous in Shanghai now, so you can definitely participate in it.
Originally, the Food Association should have invited Gu Zheng, but what happened last time made them lose face, and no one was sure whether Gu Zheng would participate, so they simply asked the Food Channel to invite Gu Zheng.
Understanding what Mumu meant, Gu Zheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
He agreed to the snack festival, but it was not him who went, but Gao Changhe.
As long as any kind of food is famous, communication is indispensable. When this pot of old soup was in the Sun family, the second son of the Sun family often went out to participate in some activities. There was never a shortage of such activities.
Now that Lao Tang is in the hands of Gu Zheng, such activities are inevitable in the future. Since they cannot be avoided, it is better to participate. However, Gu Zheng has never wanted to compete for fame, and he will not personally participate in such activities.
It is enough to let Gao Changhe go.
As for the business in the store, we could only let the assistant chef do it temporarily that day. The assistant chef had learned a lot from Gao Changhe in the past three months, and there was no problem in drinking the blood soup alone.
Gu Zheng agreed, Mumu's task was considered completed, and he quickly hung up the phone without urging the manuscript.
Gu Zheng himself was stunned. He called but did not urge the manuscript. This was the first time. Soon Gu Zheng suddenly realized that Mumu must know how her business was at the Food Channel. I am afraid she already thought that she was no longer writing manuscripts.
To make money, he is now a boss and no longer short of money.
"It's a good idea to go and see the Snack Festival, and write two articles by the way, lest others forget about me!"
Gu Zheng said to himself that he had never thought of giving up the job of food review. That was his main job. Anything else he did was just incidental. He would definitely keep this job.
The snack festival will be held in a park in the city center in three days. This type of snack festival is not suitable for going to too remote places. If it is too far, many people will not go there to taste it. Without popularity, can it still be called a festival?
This is not the first Snack Festival, this is already the fifth one. Every time it is led by the Food Association and co-organized by other units. This year, the number of organizers has increased to three, one is the Food Association, one is the Food Channel, and the other is
The food column of the city TV station.
The three companies jointly organize it, plus broadcasters and other companies to co-organize it, so the scale is quite large.
The park is very big and has been arranged in advance. Three days later, Guzheng arrived at the place in the evening. The snack festival was held in the evening. The sky gradually darkened in the evening. The cool breeze blew and I felt a refreshing feeling. Not to mention how many snacks I had to eat.
Comfortable.
Thousands of various snack shops came to participate this time, and Gao Changhe also came. He brought a separate pot with old soup in it. For this snack festival, he specially prepared 500 servings of chicken blood soup.
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If we include the 500 copies reserved for purchase limit, the store can only sell 4,000 copies of chicken blood soup today.
No matter what he does, Lao Tang can only dilute five thousand parts a day. This is unbreakable. Gao Changhe has always been very careful and will never make mistakes. He has grown up with Lao Tang since he was a child. In fact, he has more feelings for Lao Tang than Gu Zheng.
Be deep.
Without such feelings, he wouldn't have made such a desperate move last time.
Gu Zheng did not go to Gao Changhe's place. He came here purely as a customer today to look for good food. He could write two articles and hand them back to Mumu, so that she would not think that she gave up the job.
Work.
There are really a lot of snacks, and most of them are simple snacks. Shanghai's famous Old Town God crab roe buns are also here, and there are a lot of other Shanghai delicacies to support this snack festival.
“The kebab shop just now was really good, let’s go buy some more!”
"I think the lotus seed porridge is better, but this one is not delicious at all!"
"I heard that Guji Chicken Blood Soup is also coming. Where, I ate there once. It's so expensive and it's packed with people!"
"I'm looking for them too. I don't know where they are, but Guji Chicken Blood Soup is really delicious, especially the 888 bowl. I ate it once, but I regretted it so much.
After that, everything I ate when I went back felt tasteless, but their chicken blood soup was too expensive, and I couldn’t eat it often, I couldn’t afford it!”
"I know about chicken blood soup. I've tasted Bianjing Sunji's, and it tastes really good!"
"Are you a foreigner? Don't you know that the old soup in Guji Chicken Blood Soup is the same one in Congsunji?"
Many people were talking about it. Gu Zheng listened for a while, but he didn't realize that there were quite a lot of people talking about them. Along the way, he met several waves of people discussing their chicken blood soup.
There were many foreign tourists participating in the snack festival. These tourists didn't know what was going on, and some were very surprised. However, there were indeed many people asking about Guji Chicken Blood Soup, and Gao Changhe was already busy.
There are quite a few people eating their chicken blood soup. There are old customers who have eaten there, and there are also tourists who come here because of its reputation. Gao Changhe consulted Gu Zheng for his opinion. The chicken blood soup sold at the snack festival is diluted. One serving is
It is divided into three portions and served in cups. There is no table or bowl here for people to eat.
One cup costs 28, and three cups together are actually not as expensive as a portion of chicken blood soup.
When it changes to three, Gao Changhe's 500 portions can become 1,500 cups. The quantity has increased a lot, but they are all sold out quickly. One cup is not enough to eat, and many people who have eaten there come again.
Buy, even buy several cups per person.
At this moment, Gu Zheng didn’t know that his business was so good. He was still wandering around, holding some of the delicacies he had bought. Food that caught his eye must basically be made from low-grade ingredients. Those that mainly
The ingredients are all junk-quality snacks that he won't even try, which is just a waste of appetite and time.
Overall, this snack festival was pretty good.
Since it is a snack, the requirements cannot be particularly high. Gu Zheng understands this, but it is not without surprise. He found that two snacks actually used inferior ingredients.
The business of these two snacks is very good. The ingredients are one level apart. As long as the cooking skills are passable, the taste will not be bad.
As the saying goes, 'seven points of ingredients, three points of cooking skills'. In ancient times, because of the increased immortal power and better cooking skills, there was a saying of four points of ingredients, four points of cooking skills, and two points of immortal power. But
For the public, the importance of food ingredients indeed goes beyond cooking skills.
The famous chefs participating in the gourmet food competition have all worked hard to find ingredients.
The last Hangzhou Food Competition was proof that there were quite a few common-level ingredients that were rarely seen. These famous chefs have their own channels and have ways to find these top-quality ingredients.
There are not many high-end ingredients on the earth, but there are still ordinary-level ingredients that can be produced by oneself. As long as they are available, these top celebrity chefs in the country can naturally find them.
Snacks are different from competitions. It is good to have a few sub-level ingredients here. Gu Zheng was thinking about how to write his next article.
"Is it true that dogs ignore buns?"
Gu Zheng turned around and saw a young couple buying food. It was a small stall selling steamed buns, and its name was Goubuli.
"Of course it's true. Let me tell you, although my buns are not authentic, they are more delicious than the authentic ones. I have worked hard!"
The vendor was young, probably in his early thirties, and was there to introduce the young couple.
Goubuli Baozi Gu Zheng knows that you can’t eat the century-old signature of the steamed buns in the store. It would be great if you can taste it like it. Only a few people know this ancestral technique.
There is no way, these technologies are not like the century-old methods of ancient competition. Without the old methods, you can’t learn it. If they are learned by others, their exclusive advantages will be gone and they can only be hidden. Even if some are announced to the outside world, not all of them will be learned.
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"Is it more delicious than the real ones? Let me tell you, we have eaten Goubuli steamed buns in Tianjin. Don't lie to us?"
The young couple was obviously attracted and asked some questions, but in the end they ordered four buns. The girl blew on the buns, quickly took a bite, and nodded after a while.
The steamed buns taste good, but they are not buying them. Once you are full after eating the steamed buns, you cannot eat other delicious food. At a snack festival like this, you have to save your stomach and eat more delicious foods. There are so many delicious foods.
Eating only one or two items and then leaving is a punishment for any foodie.
“Inferior flour?”
Gu Zheng walked to the stall, and his eyes soon showed surprise. He inspected the buns at this store, but he didn't expect that the flour grade was second-class. There are actually not many second-class flours in China, and they are found in many places.
Yes, but it's not everywhere in the streets, and it's not easy to buy second-rate flour.
No wonder the young couple just said that the buns are delicious. If you use inferior flour and low-grade meat, the buns will definitely not be bad.
The buns are filled with pork, and it is low-grade pork. In the current meat market where most of the meat is fed with feed to produce junk-quality meat, it is not easy to get low-grade meat. This shows that the meat he uses is free-range.
Pigs, no feed is used.
It's a pity that the quality of the meat is not second-class. If it were second-class, the taste would be better.
Thinking of this, Gu Zheng smiled dumbly. It was pretty good for a snack to have such quality. This was also the third snack he found today that used inferior ingredients.
"Give me two too!"
Gu Zheng ordered two steamed buns. Since they were inferior and low-quality steamed buns, the taste would definitely not be too bad. You can eat anything that is not bad. Gu Zheng is a food critic. He goes around tasting and commenting on food, but he
work.
The buns taste really good, but the skin is a bit thick, but because it is made of inferior ingredients, the chewy bun skin does not affect the overall taste of the buns. The meat filling is very generous, and no other cooking oil is used. It is just the oil and water of the meat itself. Take a bite
, very fragrant, and there is a fragrant oil in the mouth.
"The buns are good, why call Goubuli? Aren't you afraid of being sued and sued in the future?"
Gu Zheng recognized the steamed buns very much. After eating the steamed buns, he simply started chatting with the vendor.
"I'm scared too, but my friend keeps calling me. I used to work in Goubuli, and I also sold steamed buns after I came out. Many people who have eaten my steamed buns say that my steamed buns are more delicious than the authentic Goubuli.
They gave my buns a nickname, "Bi Goubuli", and gradually others called me that too!"
The vendor was a little shy, but he still answered Gu Zheng's questions, but kept his head down.
This vendor used to work in Goubuli and was a diligent and thoughtful person. Although he could not really learn how to make Goubuli steamed buns, he still made delicious steamed buns by relying on his own exploration.
Gu Zheng nodded secretly. He believed what the vendor said. If compared with the buns sold in Goubuli's shop, his buns were indeed better, but compared with those masters who had truly mastered Goubuli's skills,
His is still a little short of heat.
Forget about them, if Gu Zheng is given the same ingredients, the buns he makes will be no worse than this hawker.
This is the difference in cooking skills. If the ingredients are the same, the comparison is about cooking skills.
"Have you always been in Shanghai?" Gu Zheng's heart moved slightly and he asked again.
"No, I was invited here this time to attend the snack festival!"
The hawker shook his head. This time the Food Association invited many people. He was not in Shanghai. He was selling steamed buns in Jinling and his home was there.
"That's it, excuse me!"
Gu Zheng nodded lightly. If the hawker was in Shanghai, he was still thinking about whether he could invite him into his shop. His shop only had chicken blood soup, which was too simple.
The reason why nothing else has been added is because Gu Zheng has very high requirements for food. If there is no good food, we would rather not serve it. If we want to eat it, we must serve the best.
Unfortunately, the vendor was from Jinling, so he didn't mention the idea.
“This is the buns, they taste very good!”
The young couple who left just now came back and brought several people with them. They were all classmates together. They ate the steamed buns and said they were delicious. They told others about it. It happened that there were people here who had eaten authentic dog buns just like them.
Ignoring Baozi and not approving of it, the young couple took them back here together.
"Give me two!"
"I want two too!"
These people all bought steamed buns, and several were sold within a short time. Everyone was eating steamed buns there.
"Shuai Zhao, how is it? I'm right, it tastes better than the authentic ones you've had, right?"
The girl in the couple said something to a boy. The boy had just finished eating a bun, then shook his head slightly and said: "I admit that the taste is good, but it is not as delicious as the authentic Goubuli buns I have eaten!"
"It's impossible. We've also eaten it. It's definitely better than the authentic Goubuli steamed buns!"
The girl immediately retorted, saying that they had just been to Tianjin not long ago and went specifically to eat Goubuli steamed buns. They were very expensive and disappointed them. They were really not as good as the ones sold by this vendor, so they complained a few times when they saw their friends just now.
, by the way, I introduced the steamed buns of this restaurant.
"What I said is true. There is no need to lie to you. The buns I ate were made by the master himself, not the ones in the store. They were much more delicious than those in the store. Although this one is good, it really can't compare with the master.
Made by my own hands!”
The companion named Zhao Shuai shook his head again. What he said was Goubuli and what the girl said were not the same thing at all. Gu Zheng was always beside him and nodded secretly. It seemed that this young man had some connections and energy in his family and could eat real food.
Steamed buns made by a master.
It's not easy to get these masters to make steamed buns by themselves. It's like someone who wants to drink chicken blood soup. You can drink it casually in the store, but it's not easy to drink it when Gu Zheng makes it. It was because of the test before. Gu Zheng makes it every day.
, now he does very little with his own hands.
If they are not people they know or are familiar with, it is impossible for Gu Zheng to do it for them.
"You said everything, and it was made by a master. Could it be that what they sell in the store is not authentic? Could it be that what they sell is fake?"
The girl obviously did not agree with the boy's words and retorted angrily. She was disappointed just once at Goubuli shop not long ago. Now she met a more delicious bun, but the same one did not approve it.
Make her feel that she is deliberately going against herself.
"Whatever you say!"
The boy named Zhao Shuai smiled bitterly. Gu Zheng believed what he said, but the young couple didn't. There was no way to say who was right or wrong in this kind of thing.
The young couple went to Goubuli's restaurant to eat. The people who make steamed buns there cannot be masters. They are all ordinary chefs. If the steamed buns made quantitatively were at the level of masters, then Goubuli would have them all over the country.
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Because of a special relationship, Zhao Shuai ate the steamed buns made by the master. What he ate was the real Goubuli. Unfortunately, the little girl didn't know, so she argued and refuted.
Both of them were right, no one was wrong, but the things they encountered were different, and it cannot be said that what the little girl ate was fake. After all, it was a bun sold in a real store.
"Stop fighting!"
Seeing that the little girl was still distinguishing, Gu Zheng couldn't help but stepped forward and said, it's not that he was nosy, but they couldn't distinguish this kind of thing at all, and in the end, it would only affect their relationship.
"Are you Gu Zheng, Master Gu?"
As soon as Gu Zheng stood up, Zhao Shuai was stunned for a moment, and then asked uncertainly. This time it was Gu Zheng's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect that this young man actually knew him.
"I am Gu Zheng, who are you?"
"It's really you. I'm your fan. I watched the finals of the Hangzhou Food Competition and you were very good. I also tried your chicken blood soup restaurant. The taste is really great.
I admire you so much that I told my dad that I want to be a chef like you in the future!"
Zhao Shuai seemed very excited, while Gu Zheng was very surprised. He didn't expect to come to the snack festival and meet a little fan of his.
"Yes, your Chicken Blood Soup Jintan is also participating in the event, so you are here, right!"
Zhao Shuai continued to speak there, while Gu Zheng nodded slightly. He was indeed invited, but it was not him who drank the blood soup, but Gao Changhe.
"Is this the ancient dispute you were talking about?"
Zhao Shuai's companions asked in a low voice. Zhao Shuai often talked about Gu Zheng, and they all went to eat Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup with Zhao Shuai.
It was the chicken blood soup in the store. Only Zhao Shuai had tasted it when Gu Zheng made it himself. They were both students, so for them, 888 pieces of chicken blood soup was too expensive.
"Yes, this is Master Gu who won first place in the Hangzhou Food Competition!"
Zhao Shuai said proudly, Gu Zheng stopped them because he wanted to make it clear to them. Since this is his little fan, he should make it even more clear.
Gu Zheng gave them the real situation, and the few people there listened very seriously. Even the vendor selling Goubuli steamed buns came over.
"I've also eaten Master Gao's steamed buns, and they're really better than mine!"
The hawker himself admitted that the master's buns were better than his, and he had been learning from Master Gao, who was his idol.
The matter has been concluded, no one is at fault, it is just the differences caused by different perspectives.
"Master Gu, can it be said that there is nothing really better than those time-honored brands?"
The girl who was in love asked softly. She recognized the hawker very much. When the hawker himself admitted that he was not as good as the master, she felt a little reluctant for the hawker.
"Why not? The chicken blood soup made by Master Gu was better than the chicken blood soup from Sun Family. Later, the old soup from Sun Family was given to Master Gu!"
Zhao Shuai immediately said that there are many famous folk snacks, Goubuli is one, and Sunjia Chicken Blood Soup is also one.
Gu Zheng really doesn’t know if anyone can make steamed buns that are more delicious than Goubuli. Maybe the real descendants of the Huang family’s soup dumplings can compare, but the Huang family’s steamed buns are scattered, and they are not the same type.
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There are many types of steamed buns, but they are not the same type, so it is difficult to compare. For example, there is no way to compare big steamed buns and small steamed buns. There is a lot of soup in the soup dumplings, and there is oil in Goubuli.
Also, the skin of soup dumplings is very thin, while Goubuli's skin is thicker. They are both steamed buns, but they are not the same type.
Just like white people and yellow people, they are both human beings. If you compare them, which one is more beautiful and can be compared, but there is definitely no better comparison between the same kind.
"I believe there must be some among the people. Although many traditional famous foods have unique skills, there is a saying that experts are among the people. Many of their unique skills were invented by their ancestors. Since their ancestors can create them, people today may not be able to create them.
come out!"
Gu Zheng thought for a moment, and finally nodded. These are young people, and young people are somewhat competitive. Gu Zheng doesn't want to disappoint them too much.
And Gu Zheng is right when he says that the experts are among the people, and there may not necessarily be people among the people who can cook worse than those traditional delicacies.
"The descendant of Tie Xian, Mr. Tie Xian lamented back then that many of the more delicious delicacies were actually not conspicuous and not as famous as the famous ones. At that time, he also specifically searched for them and found many that were not famous, but tasted better than similar ones.
Famous people have better food!”
Qi Ling's voice suddenly sounded, and Gu Zheng was startled, suddenly having a bad premonition.
"Master Tiexian approves the words of the successor of Tiexian very much, triggering the test set by Lord Tiexian himself. The content of the test is as follows!"
Sure enough, Gu Zheng's premonition came true. He had only rested for a few days, and this test came again. The most important thing is that this test was triggered by Gu Zheng himself.
It was different from last time. Last time, I met Mr. Liang who suffered from anorexia. This time, the test was triggered because his views overlapped with Master Tiexian.
"The descendants of Tiexian can complete the test by finding three delicacies that are not very famous, but the food they make is better than the most famous food of the same kind. The specific delicacies that can be used for the test and how to complete it will be decided by the spirit spirit based on the actual situation.
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The content of the test has been released, and it really has a lot to do with what he said. He said that there are more powerful masters among the people, and the food they make is better than the most famous traditional food. Now the content of the test is like this.
Gu Zheng wished he could give himself a bad rap and say nothing.
"In this test, there will be generous rewards for success, and there will be no punishment for failure!"
Qi Ling continued to speak. Gu Zheng was about to ask Qi Ling but he immediately choked. What he wanted to ask was what would be the consequences of failure. Unexpectedly, there was no punishment for this failure.
If there is no punishment, doesn't it mean that even if the test cannot be completed, there is no need to worry?
"This is what Lord Tiexian decided. Maybe he was worried that the environment of the descendants of Tiexian would be different, so he didn't set any punishment!"
The weapon spirit said gloomily, there was no punishment, there was no punishment, wouldn't such a test be too easy, and it couldn't use it to threaten Gu Zheng.
