gourmet restaurant

Chapter 313 Before the game
"Welcome everyone to the scene of the third round of the first round of the Sichuan Province National Youth Cooking Competition! I am the host - Zuo Jie!"

"Next, we invite the participating chefs to come on stage!"

With that said, 35 chefs from today's first session came to the stage.

Jiang Yang stood under the stage, watching quietly.

He is not the first game, but the last game today.

He didn't have to come so early in the first place. After all, it took a day to wait from the first game to the fourth game.

The Chefs Association also did not require the participating chefs to wait here at the beginning.

What the Chefs Association requires is to arrive 10 minutes before the game.

Therefore, the chefs who come in the morning are all chefs who participated in one or two competitions.

But Jiang Yang had nothing to do in the store, so he came here early.

……

"Mr. Meng, our target for this week has been completed." A female employee said.

Meng Wanqiu raised her head: "So...?"

The female employee looked outside the door, so we are going to watch the game!

"It's nothing, just... just to talk to you."

She said silently in her heart, I'm sorry everyone, I failed your expectations.

The female employee was also very helpless. She shouldn't have come, but she was drawn by lottery, so there was nothing she could do.

Meng Wanqiu looked at the nervous employees in front of her, and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I got it, let them know, we'll go to the game this afternoon!" Meng Wanqiu said.

When the female employee heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was delighted.

Meng Wanqiu smiled: "Okay, if you have nothing to do, go out first."

"Okay...Okay." The female employee nodded and went down.

Soon, there was a burst of cheers outside.

Meng Wanqiu smiled, then continued to work with her head down.

In fact, it doesn't cost much to go to the game. What they care about is that they can go to play on Friday afternoon.

……

"Lao Meng, why don't we go to watch the game this afternoon?" Meng's mother said to Meng's father.

Father Meng waved his hand: "What kind of game are you watching! Let's go and watch a movie!"

Mother Meng said: "If you don't go to the movies, you've watched them so many times, what's there to watch?"

Father Meng was a little surprised, put down the book in his hand and said, "Didn't you clamor to go to the movies before? Why don't you want to go now?"

Mother Meng rolled her eyes at Father Meng: "Anyway, I don't want to go today."

Meng's father was helpless: "Okay, okay, what game do you want to watch?"

"I saw that the chef competition is very popular recently, why don't we go there." Meng Mu said.

Father Meng thought for a while, and seemed to have heard of this competition.But he didn't ask you to pay attention to these.

His mind was more focused on Meng Mu.

Even the books I read are the same.

I used to read books on economics and management, but now I read books on nutrition.

"Then I'll book tickets now!" Mother Meng said happily.

"As you wish." Father Meng replied.

……

As time passed, Jiang Yang sat quietly under the stage, watching the chefs on stage cooking hard.

One after another tempting dishes are cooked.

The audience watching around moved their index fingers, wishing they could become that judge and taste the delicious food.

The morning passed quickly, and Jiang Yang didn't come back to his senses until the second game was over.

I looked at the time, oh!It's time to eat.

Without staying any longer, Jiang Yang got up and left here.

Lunch was eaten outside, so Jiang Yang found a noodle restaurant and took a casual bite.

The afternoon game starts at two o'clock.

It is only 12:[-], and there is still an hour and a half before the start of the game.

But Jiangyang is not the first game in the afternoon, so there is no need to worry.

He walked around, but didn't take a few steps.

"Come on! Son! You are the best!" A middle-aged couple pulled a young man and said encouragingly.

"Well, you can rest assured that I will definitely achieve a good result in the afternoon competition." The young man said.

His face was full of confidence.

Jiang Yang stopped and took a look, then left again.

I haven't been walking for long, and I saw...

"Brother, come on! You must get a good grade!" A group of young people said around a young man in the middle.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely do my best." The young man said with a smile.

"We believe in seniors, seniors are the most powerful." A group of young people said.

Jiang Yang smiled dumbly and left again.

After walking around, Jiang Yang found that most of the participating chefs were encouraged to work hard.

Or parents, or seniors, or friends, or mentors.

It seems that among the participating chefs, Jiang Yang is the only one.

No one came up to him and said to him: "Jiang Yang, come on! You are the best!"

Jiang Yang restrained his own sensitive emotions. He could cry alone, but when outsiders were around, he would not show even a trace of weakness.

He smiled, and walked into the auditorium of the competition venue without paying attention.

……

Zhu Miaomiao put down her phone, rested her chin, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, she stood up and called out to her father.

"Dad, I want to go out for a while." Zhu Miaomiao said.

"What are you doing out there? A classmate asked you out?" Zhu Shu asked.

"No~" Zhu Miaomiao said.

"Then why are you going out?" Zhu Shu asked worriedly.

"I want to watch the chef competition!" Zhu Miaomiao said loudly, and then there was the sound of closing the door.

Uncle Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and couldn't help laughing.

……

"Okay, the competition is in front, everyone go in." Meng Wanqiu came with her promised colleagues.

"Mr. Meng, won't you go in with us?"

Meng Wanqiu said with a smile: "You guys go in first, I still have something to do."

"Mr. Meng, let's go first!"

Meng Wanqiu smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

"Wait a minute! Everyone, after the game, go home. There is no need to gather." Meng Wanqiu said.

Everyone nodded in unison.

Meng Wanqiu's statement can be said to have won the support of everyone.

When going out for group activities, the most annoying thing is to gather and gather.

We are not children, where there are so many rules.

Watching the employees go in, Meng Wanqiu was looking for something.

……

The third game had just started, and Meng's father and mother had already taken their seats.

They came early, so they came in early and waited.

Jiang Yang also watched today's third game seriously.

……

Zhu Miaomiao was out of breath, and looked at the time, the third match had already started.

She hurried in.

Looking at the arena of the competition, looking for a certain figure.

After a circle, Zhu Miaomiao was relieved to see no familiar figure.

Sit quietly and watch the game.

……

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the third game was already halfway through.

It is a pity that until now, there has not been a chef with more than 85 points.

More than eighty, there are quite a few, but they are all just over eighty.

The audience was a little disappointed. It seems that there is a high probability that there will be no high-scoring dishes today.

……

Outside the door, Meng Wanqiu looked at the time, feeling a little anxious.

(End of this chapter)