Those who are familiar with Jing Jiuming know that this old man over sixty years old rarely gets angry. At most, because of the principle of doing things, there are some disputes with others, but they will not rise to the state of blushing. But today, Jing Jiuming was really a little angry.

After watching the-blue's game, he thought about how to find an opportunity to pull Zheng Ke in. Like him, Qi Xuefeng and Tong Qianxi also had such plans, and the three of them hit it off and put forward this suggestion at the meeting of the Nine Old Pavilion.

The other six members of the Nine Old Pavilion also saw the-blue's game and were still impressed by Zheng Ke's performance, so they planned to approve this proposal. As a result, Xiao Han suddenly appeared and opposed the proposal of the Nine Old Pavilions.

Of course, Xiao Han couldn't stop their decision, but Xiao Han invited his teacher to take up the Sichuan Pavilion and Xiang Pavilion in the Nine Old Pavilions.

In this case, the nine people could only reluctantly agree with Xiao Han's opinion. At that meeting, Xiao Han proposed to take Zheng Ke to the Oriental School Park, and he wanted to communicate with Zheng Ke.

The Nine Old Pavilion communicated a little and agreed to Xiao Han's request, and by the way, he also agreed to Marcus's request.

Jing Jiuming originally thought that Xiao Han saw that Zheng Ke had no potential in cooking. In fact, he has also seen a lot of such people, some of whom were like cooking geniuses when they were young, but when they grew up, they had little interest in cooking.

Now he found that Zheng Ke's performance was not consistent with his original vision.

"Why did he want to become the second Fu Xiuyun?" Xiao Han asked rhetorically, "Moreover, even if he came to the East, it would be a waste of time, and I don't think this is a good result for him." ”

"If he comes, he can keep Dongfang at the peak of the cooking school, and you should also know that among the eight pavilions in the second grade, no one can defeat Catherine. ”

"However, his world can't only be the Oriental School Park, he should have no relationship with the East. Xiao Han frowned slightly, and there was a trace of anger in his heart.

"Smack!"

Jing Jiuming slapped the table with both hands, his face turned red, "This is not in the interests of the East." ”

"I'm sorry, but in my eyes, the importance of Chinese cuisine is much greater than that of Oriental Academy. Xiao Han picked up the teapot and gently poured a cup of tea.

"Then you should let him study in the East, is there any place in the world that is more suitable for him to learn Chinese cuisine than the East?" Jing Jiuming asked.

"Senior brother, do you know what I've been thinking about since I saw Zheng Ke's game video?" Xiao Han asked rhetorically.

"How do I know?" Jing Jiuming said depressedly.

Xiao Han leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. Snowflakes fall slowly, drifting around with the breeze.

"He, learning cooking in a Yuanyue School that does not focus on Chinese dishes, relies on the basic skills of holding back, but he can make Chinese dishes that are no less than or even surpass Que Zhengqing...... Again, what is the meaning of the existence of the East?"

Jing Jiuming's eyes widened and he looked at Xiao Han, "Senior brother, you have to be clear, what are you talking about?"

"Of course, I know that. However, I would also like to ask my brother to think about a question seriously. ”

Jing Jiuming looked at Xiao Han suspiciously.

"In the last 10 years, have you cultivated even one chef who can be recognized by the world culinary community?"

"Fu Xiuyun. Jing Jiuming effortlessly said a person's name, "By the way, Cheng Huaizhi is not bad, he just won the championship of the-blue." ”

These two were not from the Sichuan Pavilion, but in order to stop Xiao Han's mouth, Jing Jiuming moved these two people out.

"You said they-um~ Actually, you should also know that there are not too many great players in The-Blue this year, and there are also many excellent people in students outside the eight major cuisines. Today's words are a bit much, but I still have to remind my brother that the-blue will be held in Yangcheng at the end of the year, well, I hope that the championship will not be taken away by others. ”

Xiao Han stood up and glanced at his watch, "The doctor said, can't let me stay up late, senior brother, I'm leaving." ”

"Wait, I'm going to tell you, as the hosts, there's no reason why the East can't win the The-Blue title. Jing Jiuming said.

"Oh, last year's Lanji thought the same thing, and as a result, you know. Xiao Han shrugged his shoulders and walked downstairs.

Jing Jiuming watched Xiao Han go downstairs and rubbed his chin, "This Xiao Han ...... It seems that a lot of words have been said today, which is really rare. However, at the end of the year, the-blue really had an accident? With Xiaoyun and Xiaozhi, will it not be safe? Well, I still hope that Xiaoque will get up quickly, right?"

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Zheng Ke, who was leaning on the sofa, suddenly became smart, opened his eyes, the light on the roof was extremely dazzling, and then looked out the window, it was pitch black.

Because the mobile phone is no longer on his body, Zheng Ke, a "no-table person", has no way to know the specific time.

In fact, at this point, both the dark sky and the day are no longer very important to him. All he had to do was learn as much as he could about the cooking skills taught by Xiao Han in 10 days.

He wanted to use all the time he had to take a break—of course, it was completely impossible.

No matter how much he insisted, he still had to sleep, and he didn't want to be the protagonist of the news one day — a student who died suddenly because he hadn't slept for many nights.

Proper rest is necessary, but now Zheng Ke has always been a little unable to put down the recipes in his hand, so he can only turn the page and read two pages when he wakes up, and wait until he is sleepy and sleeps on the sofa.

These books are not pure recipes, and there are some concepts related to major cuisines, especially the analysis and introduction of ingredients that may be used in major cuisines, which completely attracted Zheng Ke's attention.

It would be nice to be able to take one with you.

Although he knew that it was unrealistic, Zheng Ke still maintained some fantasies, of course, many times, he still had to use a pen to write down what he thought was the key place.

Like this, sleeping and reading alternated two or three times, and the sky finally showed signs of brightening.

Zheng Ke quickly sat up from the sofa and stretched his waist, his arms and waist were very sore.

After taking two deep breaths, Zheng Ke walked out of the room, came to the kitchen, glanced at the piles of dishes, and made up his mind that he must quickly get rid of all these ingredients.

Xiao Han appeared in the kitchen from time to time, in addition to providing Zheng Ke's three meals a day, he also had to check whether Zheng Ke's cut ingredients were up to standard. But Zheng Ke didn't care about Xiao Han, and only the ingredients in front of him were left in his eyes.

Unconsciously, the frequency of waving the kitchen knife in his hand gradually increased. Xiao Han, who had just walked into the kitchen, saw this scene, and his eyes became brighter.

Late at night, after Zheng Ke cut the last piece of beef, he sat on the stool weakly, and his arm seemed to fall off at any time.

However, when he looked at the empty kitchen, he felt incredible, he actually cut all the ingredients in the kitchen.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Zheng Ke stood up with difficulty and walked towards the resting room.

I'm going to get a good night's sleep tonight, and as for the book that I've only read about a small part of, I'll put it aside for now.