At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Zheng Ke walked out of the subway station and immediately saw Bai Shilongyi greeting him.

"Senior, are you getting your legs?" The first sentence of the meeting, Zheng Ke began to tease Bai Shi Longyi.

"Do you really don't know, or do you really don't know?" Bai Shilong frowned and looked at Zheng Ke dissatisfied.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Ryuichi Shiraishi was no different from a normal person. After all, after more than three months in the hospital, even if it was a fracture, it was healed.

Zheng Ke laughed twice, although he didn't speak, his eyes still showed a playful look.

As soon as he got into the car with Bai Shilong, Zheng Ke suddenly remembered a question: "By the way, senior, where do I live tonight?"

"Where do you want to live in my house?" said Shiraishi Ryuchi dissatisfied.

"Aren't I afraid that my sister-in-law is here?" Zheng Ke was a little reserved.

"She? she can't be here. Besides, I don't see her very often, she also has a job, and I have to teach at a school. Ryuichi Shiraishi said.

"Why don't you shoot food shows?" Zheng Ke asked curiously.

"Let's put it on for now. Probably the Chinese New Year at the earliest, right?" Shiraishi Ryuichi took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "By the way, Kosuke Mizuhara wants to invite you and Kikuchi to be the judges of the next show, do you want to agree?"

"I'm going to forget it, I don't have that time. Zheng Ke waved his hand.

"Hey, that's what I thought. If you really want to participate in the recording of the show, you won't let Mizuhara ask Kikuchi. However, participating in the show will help you a lot in opening a restaurant in the future. "Ryuichi Shiraishi still doesn't want to give up.

"Forget it, right? The restaurant's fame is based on cooking, not by participating in shows. If I open a restaurant in the future, I will try not to advertise it. Zheng Ke assured.

Bai Shilong pursed his lips, "I thought the same way before I graduated, and after graduation, I gave up this naïve idea. ”

Zheng Ke pursed his lips, thought about it, and gave up rebuttal.

This is not the first time Zheng Ke has come to Shiraishi Ryuichi's residence, the last time after the end of "Best Chef", Zheng Ke spent the night here.

This time, the decoration and furniture inside are the same as last time, the only difference is that the fold-out sofa in the hall has been unfolded and made into a bed.

"I'm going to sleep here today?"

"You've been sleeping here for a week!" Ryuichi Shiraishi corrected.

"What if my sister-in-law comes in the morning?"

If Ryuichi Shiraishi's girlfriend comes in and Zheng Ke hasn't gotten up yet, the shame will be thrown to Japan.

"She's not coming. Bai Shilong said categorically.

"Why?"

"She didn't know the address. Bai Shilong raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly.

After listening to Bai Shilongyi's words, Zheng Ke put the label of 'scumbag' on his body.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Bai Shilong pulled over a chair and motioned for Zheng Ke to sit on the sofa, "You practiced Chinese cuisine from Xuanli, right?"

"Yes, next week, I'm going to concentrate and review Western food. In this competition, my main opponent is Sister Kikuchi, and if the topic is Western food, my situation may be very passive. Zheng Ke said in a deep voice.

"If the topic is Western food, I'm afraid you're not just passive, right?" Bai Shilong glanced at Zheng Ke and said angrily.

Zheng Ke scratched his head in embarrassment, he thought that his Western food was not bad, but it also depended on who he compared.

Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo itself is the second seat of the Ten Masters of Yuanyue, good at Western food, and after graduation, he opened a Western restaurant, so Mu Jiuzhi's attainments in Western food are not comparable to Zheng Ke at all.

As soon as Bai Shilong saw that Zheng Ke did not answer, he got up from his seat and returned to his bedroom, and in less than half a minute, he came out of the house again, holding a textbook of about 200 pages in his hand.

"This book is for you. Bai Shilong threw the book to Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke didn't know why, but after receiving the book, he glanced at the title of the book - "Western Food Textbook of Hongping School (Revised Edition)".

"Senior, you let me learn this?" Zheng Ke asked rhetorically.

He had read the book several times before revising it, and it was mostly basic.

"From your words, I heard two errors. Bai Shilong clasped his hands on his chest and looked dissatisfied, "First, do you think that this revised version is just a simple revision of the text compared to the previous one?"

Zheng Ke touched his nose embarrassedly. Many books, nominally revised, are actually just additions and deletions.

"I was in the hospital for three months, and I didn't just talk to the nurses, but the book was 70% different from the previous edition. Bai Shilong stretched out his index finger and said solemnly,

"Really?" Zheng Ke opened the textbook suspiciously, and unexpectedly found that although it was only 200 pages of content, the font was much smaller than before, and the content was much richer.

"I see, I was wrong. Then what is the second point of my mistake?" Zheng Ke closed the book and looked at Shiraishi Ryuichi squarely.

"This book is for you, not for you to study, but for you to go to Hongping School tomorrow to teach instead of me. Ryuichi Shiraishi said.

"Huh, senior, I'm going to have a game soon. Zheng Ke immediately became anxious, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Does this have anything to do with me?" asked Shiraishi rhetorically.

Zheng Ke nodded depressedly, this bastard and Xuan Li are simply vampires.

"And ......" Bai Shilongyi immediately stood up, returned to the house, and after a while, took out three Western food recipes and handed them to Zheng Ke, "Every morning, teach for three hours." I don't care what you do in the afternoon. But every night, I have to make a Western meal that satisfies me. The requirement is that I will randomly take a recipe from it, and you will use the ingredients to make a dish that is different from the recipe, but must have the shadow of that dish. ”

"The ghost just made it!" Zheng Ke picked up three heavy cookbooks and signaled to smash them at Baishi Longyi.

"If you can't even do this, what qualifications do you have to say that you can defeat Kikuchi Yuanguo?" Shiraishi Ryuichi also stood up and said loudly to Zheng Ke, "You must know that when you were in school, Kikuchi worked harder than you now!"

"Yes...... Is it?" Zheng Ke really didn't know this, but thinking of the level of Western food of Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo, it was indeed possible.

Bai Shilong scratched his head, broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly said in his heart: "Big ...... Probably?"

"In short, before the competition, what level of Western food you can achieve depends on these few days, then, don't forget, follow me to school tomorrow. Bai Shilong rolled up his sleeves, "I'll cook today's dinner, but from tomorrow, dinner will be handed over to you." ”

Zheng Ke looked at the four books in his hand, and couldn't say a word for a long time in depression.