When Ma Lincao walked out of the door of the TV station, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, looking at the blurry lights on the street and the bustling crowd, he felt a little dazed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he had guessed it early in the morning, he was still hit the head by this cold reality, is there a miracle in this world?

Oh, by the way, Ma Lincao is just a pseudonym for this young man, in order to humiliate those judges, his real name is Liu Mang, the Mang of Radiance.

This competition is not only a simple cooking competition, but also a gambling contract behind it, a gambling contract between him and Luo Badao, which is related to the ownership of the nationally renowned restaurant Upstairs.

Who would have thought that the original owner of this restaurant should be this young man in front of him.

It all started with his grandfather. Upstairs, this restaurant that has been open for more than 30 years was founded by Liu Mang's grandfather, and took it to glory and laid a golden signboard. The original Luo Badao was just a little cooker who worked in the kitchen.

Because people are more clever, diligent in their work, and their mouths are sweet. In a short period of time, Luo Badao quickly won the trust of Grandpa Liu Mang, climbed to the position of sous chef step by step, and took advantage of a drunken time to induce his already drunk grandfather to sign a document.

The approximate meaning of the document is that in order to better motivate future generations, the restaurant is temporarily handed over to Luo Badao for management, if the descendants of the restaurant can win the championship of the National Chef God Competition, then the restaurant will be handed back to the descendants intact, on the contrary, if Luo Badao first obtains the title of the chef god, then the restaurant will belong to him permanently.

Liu Mang's grandfather hid the documents in the attic of the old mansion when he was drunk, and forgot about it when he woke up. As a result, when Liu Mang was in junior high school, as soon as his grandfather passed away, Luo Badao took an unscrupulous lawyer and a dog leg to knock on the door with a document signed by his grandfather, and forcibly drove their whole family out and took away the building outside the building.

Liu Mang's father was angry, and after asking for money to no avail, he couldn't afford to get sick, and the burden of life was all on Liu Mang's mother, and he relied on a small store he bought before to order noodles and rice noodles to survive.

At that time, Liu Mang was only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, but the seeds of hatred were planted, and he deeply remembered this man with a gold chain around his neck, a face full of meat, and a rude speech.

It wasn't until he found the document in the attic three years ago that he taught himself how to cook, secretly vowing to take back everything that belonged to him.

But today, it seems that hope is far away from him, Luo Badao has used a lot of money to do everything up and down in order to completely relieve the troubles, and he is also determined to win this kitchen god competition.

"I'm not reconciled!" Liu Mang stroked the thick calluses on his hands, and let out a roar of anger in his heart.

"Three years of hard study day and night, did you give up because of this?"

I have to say that Liu Mang, who has only slept an average of five hours a day in the past three years, and has been practicing his cooking skills for the rest of the time, has indeed learned something, whether it is stir-frying, chopping vegetables, ingredients, or playing lotus, he has practiced perfectly.

But this is far from enough, even if you go to a hotel and quickly become a chef, you can't fight against Luo Badao, who is rich and wealthy, and pulling out leg hair is thicker than his waist.

Just when Liu Mang was thinking wildly, a pickup truck in the distance was rampage through the street with double flashing lights, and a man's shout came from far away in the car.

"Hide! The brakes are failing!"

"Bang!" and the pickup truck crashed into a pedestrian on the side of the road. The pedestrian was knocked to the ground and flew high by the huge impact force and landed not far in front of Liu Mang.

The pickup truck rolled on its side, and the driver inside climbed out, and when he saw that he had hit someone, he was so frightened that he ran away.

"Help!" Liu Manggang wanted to take out his phone to help call 120, but found that the person who was hit actually got up from the ground crookedly and walked in front of him as if he was fine.

"Young man, if you are addicted to alcohol, you can do it, give some money to buy alcohol and drink. "This man was a homeless man with a scruffy beard, hair like a chicken nest, and a tattered body that smelled of bad sweat.

Liu Mang was taken aback by him: "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" ”

"What kind of ambulance, it's all money, if you have that money, it's better to buy me wine and drink, young people have wood, give me some." The homeless man held out a dirty palm and handed it to him.

"Okay, okay, I'm really convinced. You take the money, buy some food, and buy some medicine. Liu Mang had no choice but to take out a handful of change and put it in his hand.

"Dothanks, you're such a good man!" the homeless man grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"By the way, young man, you're a chef, right?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

"It's not simple, you have a thick callus on your right hand, which is left by holding a kitchen knife and a frying spoon for many years, and there are large and small round scars on your wrist, which should be scalded by hot oil. ”

"Mmmm, the analysis is good, are you also a chef?"

"Yes, I did it for a while a long time ago, since you are a fellow believer, you are kind-hearted, I will give you this thing, it is useless to stay with me, I will make a souvenir for you. ”

The homeless man took out a small black bead from his clothes and handed it to Liu Mang.

"Keep it well, it will help you, young man, cooking is not so simple!"

After the homeless man finished speaking, he staggered forward, and soon disappeared from Liu Mang's sight.

"Well, keep it for now, it's someone else's heart. Liu Mang looked at the dirty bead in his hand and cried and laughed, stretched out his hand to hail a taxi, and rushed home.

"Mom and Dad. I am back. You haven't slept yet?" Liu Mang opened the roller shutter and found that his parents were still waiting for him.

"Mangmang, forget it, we can't fight others. Liu Mang's mother wiped her eyes and said softly.

"Yes, we also watched today's competition, it stands to reason that Luo Badao is going to be eliminated, but why did the judges choose him, isn't it because people are powerful? What if he notices you and comes to retaliate? I only have one son, what if there are three long and two short. Liu Mang's father's voice was a little choked.

"Mangmang, you are also an adult, you should go out and find a job, save some money to find a daughter-in-law and start a family, we are not capable, we can't help you, we have to rely on yourself in the future." His mother continued.

"Alright, alright. Mom and Dad, I'm already an adult, I'll be measured, I'll look for a job tomorrow, don't worry about it. I went up and went to sleep first. Being nagged by his parents again, Liu Mang was a little impatient, he changed into a pair of slippers and walked upstairs.

The house his family rented is two floors, the first floor is the façade and there is a bedroom, his parents sleep underneath at night, and the upstairs is a small attic, Liu Mang lived on it when he became an adult.

The attic space is very narrow, only about a dozen square meters, except for a single bed and a bookshelf, there is only a large table with a cutting board, kitchen knives, a wok, and a large basket of potatoes and turnips. Usually Liu Mang works hard here to practice basic skills.

Liu Mang picked up a potato from the basket and cut it, and the knife practice before going to bed every day has become a must-have homework for him every day.

Genius is 99% hard work and one point of inspiration, but behind this effort is hard sweat.

"Hey!" Liu Mang, who was a little restless today, sighed. It's a long time since I've seen it, and it seems that today's game was eliminated, and it was still quite a big blow to him.

Liu Mang put his finger in his mouth and sucked it up, and then wanted to touch the band-aid from his pocket. Ever since he embarked on the road of repairing the kitchen, the band-aids and Yunnan Baiyao in his pocket have not been broken.

But when the remaining blood from the wound on his hand touched the small black bead in his pocket, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding! The blood has been successfully recognized! The identity has been bound! The kitchen god space has been activated!"

"Who? Who's talking!?" Liu Mang was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice and shouted.

No one answered him, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that he was no longer in the attic room, but in a strange space that was milky on all sides.

"Anyone? am I dreaming?" Liu Mang muttered.

"Hello host, welcome to the Kitchen God Space!" a childish voice sounded.

"Where are you?" Liu Mang hurriedly looked around.

"I'm here, master. A chubby little kid with pigtails around his belly pocket came out of the ground, Liu Mang squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, only to find that he looked exactly like the fat boy he saw in the previous year's painting.

"Who are you, a human or a ghost?"

"Am I a human or a ghost? I'm nothing, I'm a machine spirit, the machine spirit of this space magic weapon!" replied, tilting his head and thinking for a moment.

"Machine spirits, what is that?"

"You can think of it as another form of life. ”

"So what is this place? How did I get here all of a sudden?"

"You have already confessed to the Lord with blood, this is the interior of this space magic weapon, you can enter and exit at any time as long as you want. ”

"Really?" Liu Mang's wide mouth could stuff a fist, and he felt that the worldview of all these years had collapsed in his mind.

"And what's the use of this space?"

"It's too big, and with the recovery of the space capacity, this space can gradually grow larger, and it can breed all kinds of animals, grow all kinds of flowers and plants, and use them to produce the freshest all kinds of ingredients! But the most important thing is that here are all kinds of recipes collected by the previous owner, and if you learn these recipes, you can become a real chef!"

"God of Cooking!" Liu Mang was shocked by these two words, and the flame in his heart that had just been extinguished by the defeat in the game burned again!

"Let's go!"

The machine spirit jumped up and led him forward. Walking all the way, Liu Mang found that this space is not very large, only about one or two acres away, and the foot is a dark and swarthy land, and there is a small spring in the middle of the land, which is gushing spring water to the outer bones.

Soon, the little kid took the edge of the space, and a black stone tablet more than ten meters high stood there alone.

"That's it, this is the Kitchen God Book, where all kinds of recipes and food secrets that the previous owner has painstakingly collected. ”

"Why are there no words?" asked Liu Mang strangely.

"Just put your hands on it and you'll know. The machine spirit reminded him.

Liu Mang listened, put his hand up, and the stele shone brightly in an instant, and a text came into his mind.

"Horse stop hoof secret brine? is it the same?" Liu Mang was slightly disappointed.

"Every time you open the treasure book, you need emotional points, which is also set by the previous master in order to spur the successor. ”

"Sentiment? What's that?"

To put it simply, it is a pleasant emotion that emanates from the depths of one's heart after eating the food cooked by the host. Master, your emotional value is not enough, so you can see a recipe, and when the emotional value is high, you will naturally see it. ”

"I see, it seems that these emotional values are still collected from the people who eat them when I make egg fried rice today. Liu Mang thought secretly.

"Well, that's all for today. By the way, do you need to eat? You won't be lonely if you stay here alone, right?" Liu Mang already regarded this machine spirit as a living person.

"I don't need to eat, and I can't get out of this space. The little boy's eyes showed a hint of frustration: "But master, next time you come in, you can bring some plant seeds, I can help you plant them, so I have something to do." ”

"Yes, I'll be back to see you soon. Liu Mang nodded, and subconsciously read in his mind: "Get out!"

The next second he was in his attic.

"It's developed!" Liu Mang clenched his fists, his eyes glowed with a scorching light, with this space and the Kitchen God Treasure Book, I am afraid that I can't defeat that Luo Badao?

Tomorrow, I will see what kind of surprise this brine can bring to me, and I have to think carefully about how to earn the first pot of gold with this brine.

Liu Mang lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.