Interstellar Food God [System]

Three days later, Li's restaurant reopened, but the customers were empty, and the guests who made previous reservations also canceled one after another.Although there are also reasons for the impact of hemorrhagic pneumonia, this virus did not cause much panic in Guangxing. Among the 40 billion people in Guangxing, there have been less than ten cases so far. In fact, it has little effect on people's travel. Change.

Modi led a group of chefs to work in the back kitchen. There were more than 30 people, and no more than ten had jobs. Moreover, all robots were stopped because they were useless at all.

Decades of fame can be destroyed in a few days.Modi understands this reason very well, and the experienced chefs in Li's restaurant also know it well.

Each of them has gone through a lot of wind and waves. After all, their personal level is there, so they are not too flustered. They don't work in Li's Restaurant, and there are a bunch of high-end restaurants vying for them.

Most of the employees who are not so loyal are keeping a wait-and-see attitude. I am afraid that a large proportion of them have already started to contact the next family.

In their impression, the status and reputation of Li's restaurant are naturally related to them, but in reality, it was Li Heyan who built it.Without Li Heyan's Li's restaurant, there would be no centripetal force, and no illusion of glory and grandeur. It became a place where top talents are not so willing to work.

Especially the condition of his successor, Li Chengfeng, is still very bad.

Before the opening, Modi specifically mentioned him, telling him Li Heyan's wish, telling him to support his father until his father came back, and he was the only son of the Li family with extremely high talent, and he was destined to support the family in the future career.

However, this child really cannot support the wall.Mo Di suspected that if he put himself in Li Heyan's position, and the seven or eight-year-old Xiaofei in Li Chengfeng's position, Mo Xiaofei's classmates would all perform much better than him.

After all, the person who wants to become a leader, unless he is a departmental business leader, actually has little to do with professional level.The most important thing is to have the strongest willpower, the firmest self-confidence, the courage to lead everyone to reach their goals, never give up, be tenacious, full of hope, and always look into the distance.

The first manifestation of Li Chengfeng's decadence is that his cooking skills have declined.

His talent is related to emotions. Like him now, he knows that his father may pass away at any time, but he doesn't even have the right to take a look. Maybe the last time we meet is the last time. Of course, his mental state will not be good.

Modi understood his grief, but couldn't let him sink.At some point, Modi even suspected that Li Heyan promoted himself for Li Chengfeng.Li Heyan probably saw through him and his son, and the facts were indeed as he expected.

Maybe this is a bit cruel to Li Chengfeng, but often things in the world are so cruel.

While keeping an eye on him, Modi talked with a few people who were the most loyal to Li's restaurant and had high technical skills. After reading a lot of materials of the Star Chef Competition, he reached an agreement with these people.

In the end, I talked to Li Chengfeng about the Star Chef Competition, but in his state, he hasn't considered it yet.Modi had to make a final decision and give him a few more days, otherwise, he would have to let him go.

During this period of time, Luis has been busy with work. The two of them haven't seen each other for nearly a week, but they will contact each other whenever they have time.

While Modi was searching for information about the Star Chef Competition, he had a video with him.Louis's eyes were slightly blue, and his hair on his forehead was messed up. He was wearing a shirt with two or three buttons unbuttoned, and he could see the lean lines extending from his neck and the beautiful collarbone.

He threw the military jacket casually on the chair behind him, propped his forehead, and smiled at Modi with a tired look. The beautiful man with a decadent style broke through his defense line in an instant.

Modi felt his heart beating faster, and at the same time felt that he was worthless, and at the same time, he bent a little plastic ornament on the table.

It was originally a straight gadget that could point the direction. Modi bought it back after seeing it was fun. He felt that he was a little bit off in a certain direction, so he bent it a little bit, and made up his mind to wait until one day to bend it into a mosquito coil. Go and confess to the other person.

As for whether Louis' favor for him was due to the system or something else, he no longer cared so much.On the one hand, he believes that the help of the system is only a small part, on the other hand, he feels that his own ideas are more important.

As long as the relationship is maintained and even enhanced by cooking for the other party, it would be too hypocritical for him to complain.

"Now let's see if you can still relax for a while every day," Louis said with a hoarse voice, drinking from a low-key luxury mug with connotations, and a veteran cadre style, his eyes were sleepy, and his faint smile was sexy. Salvageable.

Modi: "..."

Modi bent the trinket a little more, thinking it was hopeless.

"I asked my assistant to suppress some deliberately smearing news about Li's restaurant, and then cleaned up the mental power research team." Louis frowned, his posture seemed very relaxed, full of trust in the people on the other side of the screen , "Unfortunately, the alliance pays attention to the decentralization of power. If they are not under the control of the military, I can also be the master in the military department. I can't replace the leader of the group with my own..."

"Isn't it the scientific research team that assists in maintaining your mental power? Why do you want to change people?" Modi asked, although he was a bit confused, he still asked sharply, "How is your mental power level recently?"

Louis froze for a moment, then immediately smiled naturally: "It's okay, they like to develop new drugs too much, sometimes too much. You don't have to worry about me." He paused and raised his eyebrows, "But you can worry about me, think about it I have some, good for physical and mental health."

Modi talked about him left and right, and bent the little ornament even more...

At this time, he was in the lounge of Li's restaurant, and suddenly heard a voice from the back kitchen not far away, so he said with his optical brain: "I'll go and see what's wrong, there are obviously no customers today..."

There are only a few people in the kitchen, among them is Li Chengfeng, who is working hard, but because his standards have dropped too much recently, he is no longer allowed to cook.Modi leaned over and looked at him with his arms folded: "Are you looking for a feeling?"

"Lin Rui resigned." Li Chengfeng said without responding, "The resignation letter is over there."

"Sous Chef Lin also..." Modi shook his head helplessly, "No wonder other people are waiting for the accountant to settle his salary."

This is already the third person who has resigned, and they are all sous chefs. Apart from Modi and Li Chengfeng, the only remaining sous chefs are Literati sous chef He Houhua.

But from another perspective, most of the rest have basic loyalty, or at least hope that Lee's restaurant will become better.

"Modi, I've thought about it." Li Chengfeng flicked his bangs on his forehead, and there were crystal beads of sweat on his chin, looking young and full of strength. "I have to keep the store and wait for my dad to come back. I can't let him When I came back, I saw that his restaurant was gone in my hands..."

"You finally figured it out," Modi was very happy, and patted Li Chengfeng's back hard, "That's great, wait until I find a way to tell Master Li about this, he will be very happy..."

Li Chengfeng suddenly put the pot away, turned around and hugged Modi.

Modi was taken aback, and suddenly realized that the optical brain screen was still on. Due to the privacy of this screen setting, unless you choose to share the screen, other people other than the user cannot see the screen.

On the screen, Louis sat up straight, glared at Modi and Li Chengfeng, and said, "What are you doing? Does this kid want to die?! You wait for me to go to the machine armor and blast Li Chengfeng, this bastard!"

"Chengfeng..." Modi hurriedly pushed him away, but was hugged even tighter. He wanted to turn off the optical brain, but knowing that the effect of turning it off at this time was even worse, he suddenly felt like going crazy, "Let me go, that……"

"Thank you." Li Chengfeng said hoarsely, then let go of Modi neatly, turned around and continued to practice cooking.

Modi stared at him blankly, patted his shoulder, and then wanted to say something, but couldn't think of anything, so he nodded again.

This kid is okay, and he's not so helpless.

Modi was relieved a lot.

Louis finally sat back, but judging by his expression, it seemed that he still planned to parachute a mecha troop over.He pointed at Li Chengfeng and looked at Modi, "What does he mean? Does he mean something else?" Modi could only shake his head frightenedly, telling him to calm down, and at the same time, he felt that the general was so interesting. .

"My grandfather participated in the Star Chef Competition, won the gold medal, and then opened his first restaurant." Li Chengfeng said, "My father participated in the Star Chef Competition, won the gold medal, and then opened Li's Restaurant."

"I participated in it too, and I brought several masters, but I fell out of the top [-] just after entering the top [-]. I haven't even been on TV for a long time, but I'm still famous." Li Chengfeng continued, and finally Brick watched calmly. Modi, "We can also participate in the competition and prove to everyone that Lee's Restaurant will not collapse. We are number one in the circle, and we are still number one now."

Modi finally felt relieved: "Okay, I've already decided on the staff, we'll sign up online in a while, with you as the chef, Brother He and I as the sous chefs, and then bring two more..."

"No," Li Chengfeng insisted, "If we want to participate, I have one condition."

Modi looked at him incredulously.

"You are the chef." Li Chengfeng said, "Otherwise we can't win."

That night, Modi confirmed with him several times, and finally a strange situation happened.

Not only Li Chengfeng, but also He Houhua, the literati sous chef, and several other people who had made up their minds agreed that Modi should lead the team.Modi's original intention was to use all means to push Li Chengfeng, but if the goal was to return Li's restaurant to the throne, as long as the team representing Li's restaurant won, it would be fine. After weighing the balance, he carefully took over the important task.

Three days later, it was the first selection contest of Bright Star. On the second day after signing up, Modi and Li Chengfeng made a mobilization in the store.

One of the most important tasks as a leader is to build the team into a collective with centripetal force, sense of honor, common mentality and goals.

Modi doesn't like managing others by nature, but it's the same everywhere. The higher the level, the greater the responsibility, and the greater the responsibility, the more leadership quality is needed.Fortunately, the current Li's restaurant can easily be united as one, and everyone has a common goal: for Master Li Heyan, for the reputation of Li's restaurant.

Everyone here is capable and arrogant, looking around, no one is afraid.

When Louis heard that Modi was going to mobilize the store, he was very interested and said that he would postpone the meeting to listen to his speech.Modi had no choice but to cooperate with Luis's time, and mobilized while playing the video. Seeing Luis's smiling expression on the screen, he was a little nervous and almost forgot his words in the middle.

The leader needs to have the most emotions. Fortunately, there is no problem with his emotions. He quickly lifted the atmosphere. Everyone was excited, full of a sense of collective honor, and the urge to return to the throne.

When the group has a goal, it will act quickly. After mobilization, everyone returns to work with great interest, as if they have been injected with chicken blood, as if they are about to make a big event at any time.

After Modi finished speaking, he wiped off his sweat and went to the corner to chat with Louis, but he saw Louis staring at him blankly, with the tips of his ears and cheeks a little red.

"What's the matter?" Modi asked him nervously. "I'm not very good at this kind of thing, but I feel like I'm doing okay."

"Well," Louis turned his eyes away and rubbed the tip of his nose, "You...you really..."

In the end, he finally focused his eyes on Modi, reddened to the neck, with a serious expression, serious eyes, and a low voice: "I really want to hug you right now."

Modi froze.

Louis cleared his throat, covered the lower half of his face with his hands, and his ears were completely red.He looked away erratically, as if he was shy about the blunt words just now, and from time to time his eyes drifted to look at Modi again, frowning and clearing his throat to show that he was still serious.

In the end, as if he couldn't take it anymore, he quickly whispered, "I...I want to have a meeting! First... let's stop talking!" Then he cut off the video in a hurry. fled the seat.

Modi stared blankly at the disappearing video window. After a while, he couldn't help laughing, and even collapsed on the sofa holding his stomach and laughing.

God, why is the general so interesting hahahaha.

Unable to control it anymore, Modi found a small plastic ornament and broke it, and then saw the U-shaped ornament, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, and then lay on the sofa, giggling non-stop like a psychopath.

Mo Xiaofei, who had been doing homework next to him, saw his father, turned on the computer silently, and complained to Jerry.

"Hahahahaha! The Emperor's Martial Arts!" On the other side of the screen, Jerry almost burst into tears, grabbed Luke who was drinking with him and said, "Mo Xiaofei is so interesting, he just told me that his dad is about to bend over. It's a paperclip hahahaha! Paperclip! Hahahaha!"

Luke frowned, raised his head and drank the beer in one gulp: "One more glass!"

Jerry looked tentatively at him where he couldn't see it, and after a while, Luke looked back tentatively when Jerry wasn't looking.

Jerry curled his lips, but his eyes were extremely calm. He spun his glass and clinked it with Luke again.

——Anyone who wants to hinder his brother from marrying a wife, even a friend who was wearing crotch pants, must be firmly stopped!

Luke was thinking, should he tell General Jerry about his mental state?

Jerry is the only one who can persuade the general besides Modi, perhaps.And if he can't persuade the general, at least he has a chance to tell Modi.

The two of them had their own ghosts and got drunk.

three days later.

The venue for the star selection competition of the Star Chef Competition is located in the star venue of the Interstellar Ingredients Exhibition.

Looking at the familiar venues, Modi and his team were filled with emotion.

The team of Li's restaurant, chef Mo Di, sous chefs Li Chengfeng and He Houhua, and two second chefs, and two other second chefs who can be replaced.Together with Mo Xiaofei, Jerry and other relatives and friends, the group walked into the star venue in a mighty way, and immediately attracted many eyes.

At this time, Li Chengfeng stopped and looked at the team in front of him who was registering, with a bad expression on his face. The other party turned his head and looked a little surprised.

Then, the middle-aged man with shoulder-length hair who was the leader of the other party immediately showed a mocking smile, and said to his team members: "Come and see, isn't this the famous young master Li Chengfeng? This is your team from Li's Restaurant? Why did you form a team that doesn't even have a familiar face?"

He suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, because your father is dying, you have already fallen out of the top ranks without him, and no one can use it at all, hahaha!"

The people in their team also laughed. Li Chengfeng looked gloomy and wanted to fight back. Modi held him down and said in a low voice: "They are..."

"Hongfu Restaurant," Li Chengfeng said through gritted teeth, "a large chain restaurant, ranked fifth in the Chinese food industry last year."

Modi nodded, and said to the man: "There are [-] teams in Guangxing, and five of them can break through." He hooked the corner of his mouth, "I look forward to seeing you again in the interstellar competition."

The long-haired man was stunned for a moment, and wanted to step forward: "You...!" Then he sneered, "Where did you come from? How dare you talk to me?! Just relying on you, I am afraid that even the first round will be too difficult for you!" Can't get in!"

Modi glanced at Li Chengfeng, and Li Chengfeng glanced at the literati sous chef. The three of them suppressed their laughter. All of a sudden, almost everyone in Li's Restaurant burst into laughter, embarrassing the other party who was treated as a joke. , I wish I could roll up my sleeves and hit people.

After laughing for a while, when Modi walked past the man, he said softly with no expression on his face: "You curse the other man's father to death as soon as you meet him, you are really virtuous."

The long-haired man was taken aback for a moment, then glared angrily: "None of your business..."

Modi glanced at him, and suddenly became ill-intentioned. He secretly used mental power to hack into the optical brains of everyone in their team, and slowed down the time device. The normal clock was one hour, and theirs was four or ten minutes at most.

There is no timer in the venue, everyone uses their own timing device, and the start time of the game is not fixed, so it will not be discovered because it is different from the expected time.

This difference may not be particularly useful for experienced chefs, but it may not be the strongest assistant for the fourth-generation purpose for sous chefs, especially second chefs.He had checked Hongfu Restaurant before. In fact, in recent years, the business philosophy has become more and more similar to fast food. It relies heavily on machines in technology. Many abilities of top chefs—such as precise control of time and heat—are not available to them. .

Modi walked past the group humming happily, and suddenly saw Li Chengfeng staring at him.

"What's the matter?" Modi patted him, "You won't be nervous, right? It's okay, we try not to be the first in the first selection, although it's a bit difficult."

Li Chengfeng smiled, then wiped his face, walked away with red ears.

Modi looked at him strangely, and followed him without thinking of a reason.

Not far away, the reporters who came to interview were whispering to each other. The reporter group of the largest electronic gourmet magazine was in the best position. A small reporter saw Modi and others and asked another person: "That's the team from Li's Restaurant , I heard that they are dying, this is to attract attention and restore their reputation."

Another said: "But I only know Young Master Li in their team. Can this configuration work..."

The first little reporter said again: "Why do you only know one? Look at that thin, tall and handsome guy, don't you know him? Isn't that Mo... Modi, the one who said he beat someone before. Hey, Bai Blind face, tsk tsk, came over, wow, the more you look, the more handsome you are, no worse than Li Dashao."

But nympho belongs to nympho, the two still agreed that the staffing was too poor, and then went to see the team configuration of Li's Restaurant, and was shocked to find that the position of the chef was clearly written with two words: Modi.

"Oh my God!" Little Reporter A said, "What are they doing?! Didn't they say that this person is a veteran? It should be Mr. Li who is in charge now. Everyone says Mr. Li is a vase and has no brains. brain!"

The other also agreed, and decided to write an article to mock Li's Restaurant and Young Master Li, and then mentioned that Master Li Heyan had no successors to express sympathy after he was seriously ill.

"You bet on Li's restaurant to lose? Then I'll bet on them to win," a cold voice came, and slapped 5000 yuan in front of the two of them. "If you win, I will pay twice. If you lose..." Then The corner of his mouth curled up coldly, "Just write three months' manuscripts for our magazine for free."

The two little reporters were trembling: My God, three months' wages have been deducted?It's so cruel!

But they dared not speak out, and stammered, "Deputy...deputy editor?"

Ziyue pushed up her glasses and showed a cold and vicious smile: "What does it have to do with us who took the lead in blackmailing the magazine of Li's Restaurant?"

The two immediately said: "Competitors, rivals!"

Ziyue smiled even more: "What will happen if we slap them in the face?"

The two young reporters suddenly realized that they were on the same front as the deputy editor, at least on the surface. After all, no one wanted to offend the precious son of the big boss of the magazine.

"Hmph." Ziyue smiled coldly, and went to the side to play games with the optical brain in her arms, and could observe the situation on the field between fierce battles.

Modi.

He looked at the queue at Li's Restaurant, and saw his deadly enemy, Fengshen Li Chengfeng, and snorted again.

What kind of skills does a guy like Modi have who can take down the kind of good man he likes?

Li Chengfeng is such a waste, can cooking be better than playing games?

He pushed his glasses, and suddenly felt that he hadn't been so excited for a long time.

He has to take a good look at how this big show will play out.