Chapter 314 The only one that can be seen in a rotten garlic
"Well, Master Tao, you, you, you, you, are you wrong? Tell me, can I have anything to do with the cooking competition?" Huang Xiaobei looked at Master Tao with a dumbfounded look, as if this world is too big.
It’s confusing, I’m still too young.
Master Dao drank the hot tea in his hand calmly, "Isn't this done?"
Spreading his hands, the special correspondent was so anxious that he stuttered.
"But, Master Dao, even if the eldest lady doesn't want to go to the competition, can you still arrange for someone else to go? Besides, I don't have those messy certificates, how can I go to the competition?"
Master Dao drank the tea in his hand and said calmly, "You said the certificate has been completed a long time ago. Yiyi asked me to prepare a senior technician certificate for you before, and I also applied for a new one for you.
The ID card fully meets the competition standards.”
After saying that, Master Dao held the teacup with a complicated look on his face, stared at the commissioner and said earnestly, "Also to be honest, if you, a bad representative like you, go to the hotel to participate in the individual competition, I also really refuse in my heart.
"
Hearing Master Dao's very straightforward words, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but grinned awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "Then, I won't go, and besides, Master Dao, you can ask the hotel's master chef to go
Ah, which one of them is not better than me, don't you think so?"
Master Dao stared straight at Huang Xiaobei, then shook his head.
"can not go."
"Why?"
The Taoist sighed deeply.
"Because the chefs in the hotel are now nominally from Feilong Hotel, it is impossible to participate in the competition in the name of our hotel. In addition, Lao Zhao and Lao Liu have already signed up for the individual competition, so I really can't participate.
Who is it?"
Sighing and patting his head, Master Dao sighed repeatedly.
"Do you know what it means that you can't participate in the competition in the name of our hotel? This means that if Yiyi doesn't want to participate in the competition, I can only grow from a kid who is not tall enough to a stove, to a second-rate guy with a bald head and a drinking habit.
You and I will choose one of you to participate in the individual competition."
Master Tao sighed and drank the tea in his cup.
"Do you think I have any other options?"
Huang Xiaobei was speechless.
"So from the current point of view, although your child is not very good, among this group of people, you are still pretty good. At least you still look normal. Oh, by the way, there is also Xiaoka, he also has a certificate
," After saying that, the Taoist looked sadly at the golden crystal chandelier above his head, and said with a sad face, "But he is an Englishman. Can an Englishman participate in a cooking competition?"
"Ah, yes, British people cannot appear in cooking competitions, because they are equivalent to the second eldest lady." Huang Xiaobei awkwardly agreed with Master Dao, and at the same time sighed helplessly in his heart.
Indeed, as Dao Ye said, it seems that only the chefs registered for the group competition can participate in the individual competition. The master chefs of the hotel must not have a chance, because they also have to represent the second team of Feilong Hotel to participate.
Individual competition.
As for the rest of the Tianlong Hotel... well, just like Dao Ye said, there are everyone there, but there is no cook.
He, Huang Xiaobei, seemed to be the most cook-like among the group.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but scratch his face and thought with an embarrassed look.
But to be honest, even though Master Dao just said so much, he really didn't hear that Master Dao was praising him, because it was not difficult to tell from Master Dao's words, "Son, I really had no choice but to choose you like this."
Something.
In other words, he is equivalent to the rotten garlic in the Taoist eyes, the only one that is still good enough.
Well, I don't know why, but I feel a little complicated.
"That Taoist Master, isn't Brother Maozi's barbecue good? Let him go?" Huang Xiaobei didn't want to participate in any competition, mainly because he didn't want to embarrass himself, so he sarcastically provided other options to Mr. Taoist.
Master Dao lowered his head, drank tea, and spoke calmly.
"After the first day of competition, the competition organizing committee temporarily added a rule that foreign chefs can only serve as assistants and are not allowed to participate in the individual competition."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then quickly continued.
"Well, isn't there Qianqian and Dead Baldhead? Qianqian can eat lollipops, and Dead Baldhead can shoot cucumbers. Which one is better than me?"
Master Dao looked at Huang Xiaobei, put the tea cup aside, and said seriously, "I won't talk about the bald head. It's not cool. Letting him go won't be enough to embarrass our hotel. As for that kid...
." Master Dao grabbed his hair in collapse, "I'm really afraid that she will have to step on the stool to cook for me, so it's just you."
Master Qi on the side reminded him kindly, "As you said just now, that child can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt in the cooking competition. No matter what, you can still make a few homely meals."
Food, overall rating, you are indeed the best among those products."
Huang Xiaobei was startled for a moment, then he came close to Master Qi and said with a smile, "Master Qi, how did you know that I can cook?"
Master Qi looked at him gloomily, "Remember, Lao Wu and I are watching you all the time. If you dare to be shameless again in the future, be careful of us beating you!"
Huang Xiaobei shrank his neck in fright, thinking that these two people must have seen what he had given the eldest lady a gift that day, otherwise they wouldn't have frightened him like this.
"Okay, I've almost made everything clear to you. Don't be stunned. Hurry up and sign up. You know, if Yiyi had not named you to go, I would have given up on the individual competition."
After saying that, Master Dao walked up to Huang Xiaobei with a tea cup and encouraged the special commissioner in a routine manner.
"Compare it well and don't have any psychological burden. Little M, you still have a bright future."
Huang Xiaobei was a little excited when he heard that, his eyes were shining and he rubbed his hands and said, "Master Dao, have you also paid me money to buy judges? Can I also make it to the semi-finals?"
Master Dao looked at him with a smile, "Are you my son?"
Huang Xiaobei was stunned, "Probably not."
"Oh, then you are my grandson?" Master Dao continued to look at the commissioner with a smile.
The special correspondent also came to his senses at this moment, and said awkwardly, "That Taoist master, why do I feel that you are taking advantage of me? Although I don't care too much about personality, but I still hurry up and sign up.
, try to get eliminated in the first round, and let you have less to worry about."
Hearing this, Mr. Dao held the commissioner's hand and showed his true feelings to the extreme, saying, "Then I'll thank you, kid, please let me worry less! I'm begging you, I'll go in the first round."
Well, don't make any mistakes, just be ordinary and be compared with the masters. Otherwise, if you can continue to go down, you will let Yiyi know, and Yiyi will want you to do the same.
Accompanying her to the semi-finals, oh, to be honest, I really want to live for two more years."
Looking at Master Dao's bitter look, Huang Xiaobei sighed that Master Dao's life was not easy, and at the same time he patted his chest and said.
"Come on, Lord Dao, I understand. I'll go and sign up for you right now. You'll definitely be eliminated smoothly and smoothly tomorrow."
Master Dao nodded, "Go ahead."
Seeing Huang Xiaobei take the documents prepared for him and go out, Mr. Dao smiled bitterly and sat back on the sofa. While holding the tea and sipping the tea, he also wondered what all this was about.
You said he is also the owner of a five-star hotel, but who are the people participating in their hotel this time? Two dishwashers, one bartender, plus a doorman and a lobby manager
And a girl who can’t even cook rice?
Crossing his legs, Master Dao patted his forehead with complicated eyes, "What the hell is this?"
At this time, Master Liu opened the door and walked in. As he entered the room, Master Liu turned to look at the back of the special commissioner and asked, "Brother, what is that wicked boy named Huang doing here?"
Master Dao smiled and said, "Why don't you play with our little princess?"
Master Liu showed a clear look, with a vicious smile written all over his fierce face and said, "Yiyi is here to torment him again, right? Okay, he's torturing well, but I can't stand how cheap this damn boy is."
The virtues of Lazi."
"Okay, stop talking. The children are still young, by the way," Master Dao stepped aside and said, "Have you seen my second child these days?"
Mr. Liu sat down next to Mr. Dao, touched his head and said, "Who, the second one? Which second one? Oh, you mean that bastard? I don't know. Anyway, after the first day of competition, I will go again
I’ve never seen him before. He was probably hit by a car when he was out, right?”
Hearing this, Master Dao frowned a little strangely, "You didn't see him either? It's strange, why did this man suddenly disappear? I haven't seen him for several days." Master Dao grabbed the knees of his pants and said,
A thoughtful look.
Seeing this, Mr. Liu couldn't help but ask.
"Brother, aren't you still worried about him?"
The Taoist priest frowned and shook his head, "No, I'm just afraid that he might pull some tricks. After all, you know that the second brother has always been very thoughtful."
Liu Ye lay on his back on the sofa and nodded frequently, "Well, we have to be careful, but don't worry, the family has made arrangements. As long as you give the order, the second brother will do it, and he will definitely not be our opponent.
.”
Master Tao was silent in thought, and after a while, he sighed softly, "Okay, I understand."
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In front of the individual competition registration place on the 26th floor of Donghuang Hotel.
Standing in front of the cashier on the 26th floor of Donghuang Hotel, Huang Xiaobei held a pen in his hand and filled out his registration form while scratching his head.
"Um, name, Huang Xiaobei, gender, male, age? Oh, by the way, Mr. Dao said it must be twenty-seven years old. The ID card he gave me said he was twenty-seven years old. Joined the hotel, Tianlong Hotel, position
, sweep the floor, wash dishes and wipe the tables, and occasionally have to go to the bar to help wash the cups. Is it an ideal to participate in the competition? Well, life forces me."
Hu Zou filled out the registration form in a hurry. Huang Xiaobei handed the registration form with the ID card and senior technician certificate that Master Dao had prepared for him to the staff member who had been staring at him with a complicated look, and said with a smile.
, "Well, I've finished writing it, can you take a look?"
The staff of Donghuang Hotel did not reach out to pick it up because he had already heard everything clearly...
"Sorry sir, you should be more specific about your job title. Do you understand?"
Huang Xiaobei frowned when he heard this, "How can I be so specific when I'm so specific?"
The staff member explained awkwardly, "Sir, I mean, you, you are here to participate in the competition, so, here is the job title, he, he should... be slightly better-looking, that is to say, you should write the main
"Chef" is a word, and please write down your ideals for the competition. The requirement is about 300 words, because these things will be reviewed by the competition organizing committee, and you really can't write them blindly."
With a depressed look on his face, Huang Xiaobei accepted a new registration form handed to him by the staff. Huang Xiaobei muttered unhappily, "With so many things going on, what's the ideal for participating in the competition? Damn it, is this a cook test or a literary test?
Where’s the top pick?”
Huang Xiaobei cursed and held the pen, scratching his head, wondering how to write this damn ideal.
By chance, Huang Xiaobei glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that there was a person beside him who was writing furiously with his back turned to him. It seemed that he was also here to sign up for the individual competition.
Seeing that the man's back looked quite young, Huang Xiaobei shamelessly gave him a tug.
"Brother, are you here to participate in the individual competition too? What, can you copy your competition ideals for me?"
Zi Ming, who was leaning sideways and writing down his life ideals quickly, now had his back to Huang Xiaobei and raised his head in depression.
Damn it, why did he let him see it? (To be continued)