The president makes me cook every day

Xiao Taotao is actually the proprietress of a small restaurant, and she is more talkative than when she was online; Lu Qiang is a ramen chef, and he is almost dumb compared to when he is online.

Yu Xiaorong didn't know why the contrast was so big.

On the way home, Xiao Taotao asked ten questions, Yu Xiaorong answered one, and Brother Qiang would just smile and nod beside him.

"Xiao Rong, do you live at home or rent a house? How many rooms are you renting? Are your roommates male or female? What about other people? If you are your roommate, can you eat your meals for free? Hey, you are at a loss It’s a big deal! You shouldn’t pay the rent for cooking, and you won’t cook after paying the rent! In this society, people’s hearts are sinister, and you are innocent and good-looking, so you can’t let others take advantage of you like this!…”

Brother Qiang nodded accordingly: "No! No!"

Yu Xiaorong could hardly keep up with their train of thought.

Xiao Taotao: "That chef competition is really a good opportunity. Mr. Liu is such an old and cunning person. I didn't expect to give you such an opportunity. It must be because he voted ignorantly today, and I feel bad conscience!"

"Chef competition..." Yu Xiaorong hesitated for a moment: "Why do you think this will be a good opportunity?"

Yu Xiaorong was surprised by Xiao Fei's sudden mention just now. In fact, he hasn't decided whether to participate in this competition yet.

"Fame and fortune!" Xiao Taotao didn't even think about it. In her opinion, there was no need to think about it at all: "If there is competition, there will be confrontation. If there is confrontation, there will be topicality. If there is topicality, there will be traffic. If there is topicality, there will be traffic. Traffic can make money!"

Brother Qiang agreed very much: "Well, you can make money!"

Yu Xiaorong bit his lip and didn't answer directly: "It's the building in front, just stop downstairs!"

When they arrived, Xiao Taotao looked up at the old-fashioned community: "Oh, so you live here."

"What's wrong here?"

"Isn't this community the former employee community of the Yonghui Building of the State-owned Hotel? Many old chefs live here. You think I don't know! No wonder!"

"No wonder what?"

Xiao Taotao laughed, she looked charming when she smiled, she raised Lanhua and pointed at Yu Xiaorong's shoulder: "You little villain can play dumb, well, go up, remember to contact my sister more often! "

Although Yu Xiaorong didn't understand what "playing stupid" meant, he exchanged WeChat with Xiao Taotao before getting off the car.

After thanking him, Yu Xiaorong walked into the corridor door.

"Didi——" Before taking a few steps, Xiao Taotao's pink car chased up from behind. She remembered something again, rolled down the car window, and said loudly to Yu Xiaorong:

"Xiaorong! In fact, whether you participate in the competition or not, whether you lose or win today, my sister will support you! You have to work hard!"

There was a bit of wind in the night in the city, and Xiao Taotao's words floated along with the wind, which lifted Yu Xiaorong's spirits, and for some reason, his eye sockets felt a little hot.

Brother Qiang clenched his fist through the car window, and made a cheering gesture to Xiao Rong. Before he could say a word, Xiao Taotao pushed the gas pedal, and the pink car drove away.

They are his audience on the Internet, but in reality they are just strangers who meet by chance, but they really like him.

Yu Xiaorong had never felt such a feeling before.

With a hot feeling in his chest, he walked upstairs alone.

When he got home, Yu Xiaorong found the door was open with a small gap in his teeth.In fact, he never got the key to Fang Minghao's house. Besides Xiao Fei, no one else came to Fang Minghao's house, so now this door seems to be reserved for him.

Yu Xiaorong stretched out his hand, and he gently pushed open the door of Fang Minghao's house.

Fang Minghao said that Bodhi Yuzhai is the introductory dish of the Fang family's cooking.Only those who make Bodhi Yuzhai are qualified to learn Fang's cooking skills.He didn't know if he could really do it, and he didn't know if he was really qualified.

Yu Xiaorong gently pushed open the door.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black, with only a single ray of light coming from the kitchen into the hall.

In that solitary light was Fang Minghao's figure.

In fact, Fang Minghao rarely went into his kitchen. He said that he had sealed the knife, and he also said that he would not cook anymore.

Yu Xiaorong approached the kitchen lightly, he held the door frame and carefully looked inside.

Fang Minghao's back was facing him. He was 1.9 meters tall and stood upright.

He was holding a black kitchen knife in his hand, and he looked at that kitchen knife like he was looking at some precious treasure.

Time seemed to have frozen around Fang Minghao.

"Master Fang...?" Yu Xiaorong asked cautiously.

"This is my family's ancestral kitchen knife..." Fang Minghao said softly in a hoarse voice, "It is a treasured knife bestowed by Lord Qianlong when my ancestor was in charge of the imperial dining room. It has a golden handle with a carved dragon and a silver steel blade."

He seemed to be talking to Xiaorong, but he didn't seem to be, but since Yu Xiaorong was the only living person in the room at the moment, he could only carefully take a closer look at the big black knife.

"what……?"

The knife in Fang Minghao's hand looked black and stupid, neither gold nor silver.

Glancing at him coldly, Fang Minghao could only explain again: "The golden handle was originally a wooden handle painted with gold paint. After a hundred years, the wooden handle rotted, so my great-grandfather recast the iron handle, which is still a gilded dragon... ...then after a hundred years, the gold dropped again."

"Oh."

Yu Xiaorong nodded, he did see a big black dragon head engraved on the handle of the knife.

"This is a treasured knife. I took it with me when I went abroad, and it has participated in 130 cooking competitions of various kinds, and it has never failed."

"Wow!" Yu Xiaorong exclaimed.

When Fang Minghao heard it, he turned his eyes slightly, turned his forearm, and chopped out the kitchen knife in Yu Xiaorong's direction!

"Ahhhh...!"

Yu Xiaorong was so frightened that he took three steps back, although Fang Minghao's blade had already stopped half a meter away from him.

"I lent it to you!" He said to Xiaorong.

In front of Fang Minghao slashing his sword, he looked down at Yu Xiaorong from a height, his serious expression made people forget his usual sand sculptures.

"What, what?" Yu Xiaorong didn't understand Fang Minghao's intention for a while.

"If you take this knife to participate in the competition, you will be able to overcome obstacles and be invincible!" Fang Minghao said very seriously: "It is borrowed, not passed on. You must keep it well and not damage it!"

"I, I, I..." Yu Xiaorong was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He touched the big black knife with his hand, and there was a strong rusty smell on the knife.

If you cut your hand while cooking, you will definitely die from tetanus...

Yu Xiaorong shivered.

As soon as Fang Minghao loosened his grip, the big black knife fell straight into Xiaorong's hand!

"Yo Yo Yo!" Yu Xiaorong was startled, he squatted down, and quickly hugged the big black knife tightly into his arms.

So heavy!Shen died!

I have never used such a heavy knife, so it must weigh twenty or thirty catties.

Fang Minghao: "You have to treat this knife kindly, and you must not lose the spirit of the sword!"

Yu Xiaorong squatted on the ground, he raised his head in horror, and looked at Fang Minghao, who had a deep expression against the light...

***

The preliminary round of the World Young Chef Challenge in China is scheduled for two days later, and Yu Xiaorong is the last young chef recommended to participate.

In the past two days, Fang Minghao started cramming teaching, forcing him to memorize more than 30 cookbooks, and Yu Xiaorong who memorized them was stunned.

He didn't even care about the live broadcast, but his number of fans still surged in two days, breaking through 100 million!

Since the establishment of the JJ platform, no one has ever broken a million food anchors!Yu Xiaorong has become a myth and legend. With a mysterious white fried rice, he defeated the young boy who was an outstanding graduate of the Lyon Chef Master School in one fell swoop. He even attracted the attention of the national male god President Chen when he first debuted. !

Some people say that he was born in a family of imperial chefs, while others say that he has been taught by a master who is not born in the world.

No one knows where Yu Xiaorong came from. When the restaurant where he worked before said that Yu Xiaorong used to work here, passers-by just laughed.

Yu Xiaorong has become the most interesting chef in this year's Young Chef Challenge.

But in fact, no one asked whether Yu Xiaorong wanted to participate in this Chef Challenge.It seemed that everyone agreed by default that he should go to this game.

Especially Fang Minghao's knife was overwhelming.

"Master Fang, such a heavy knife was originally used to chop pork chops, is it really suitable for cutting vegetables?"

"Spirit, the kitchen knife is a symbol of the chef's spirit. Its existence reminds you that every time you cut a knife, you must match the Chinese god of beauty for thousands of years, and the craftsmanship honed by people in the past ten years. "

"Oh……"

After hearing this, Yu Xiaorong was terrified, his hands trembled, and the big black knife landed sharply, almost hitting his foot.