Eighteen: The deceased

As far as the eye can see, there is a stage made of wood, which occupies a large area. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The back of the info stage is two or three zhang high, four or five zhang wide, the curtain built with bamboo poles, red silk is hung on both sides of the stage curtain, the red silk on the left reads "Yan Zhao Wei Chu Qi Han Qin, who is the champion", and the right is "The hall hall and the hotel, I am the only one to win the championship", and there is a pile of ingredients not far from the stage, which is full of all kinds of ingredients. On the opposite side of the pile are nine separate stoves, which seem to be about to have a cooking competition.

Gu Qinglian touched her chin and wondered if she could use this kitchen banquet to promote her hotel first? Seems like a good idea.

Gu Qinglian touched her chin and touched Zeng Jinran, who had an expression of "I don't want to live" next to her: "New Year's Day, your teacher is going to hold a cooking competition, right?" Are there any rules for participating? ”

"Master Qinglian, if you call me by name, I will tell you." Zeng Jinran's eyes lit up and he approached Gu Qinglian again.

Zu Xin smiled gently, shook the folding fan and said: "There are no rules for the cooking banquet, as long as you are a chef, you can participate, of course, you have to have that skill first." ”

When Gu Qinglian heard this, her mind turned around, and she looked at Zeng Jinran with a smile. Zeng Jinran looked up at the sky with a sad face. Can you still have a good time?

Gu Qinglian thought for a while and said to Zu Xin: "Childe, Qinglian wants to try her cooking skills, I don't know where to sign up?" ”

"Miss Qinglian, please come with me!" Zu Xin stretched out his hand and motioned for Gu Qinglian to follow him, and when he saw Zu Xin and Gu Qinglian breaking away from the crowd, Zeng Jinran hurriedly called the two girls to follow.

Zu Xin took Gu Qinglian around in a big circle and walked in through the back door of the restaurant. Gu Qinglian looked puzzled: "Childe seems to be very familiar with this place. ”

Zu Xin replied: "This hotel is called Yumanxiang, and the owner is my little uncle." But soon it won't, the little uncle seems to be going back to the capital, and I don't know if Yu Manxiang will stay. ”

Gu Qinglian's eyes lit up when she heard this, and then it darkened again. It's a good location, but it's definitely a good place to open a store, but this store is definitely expensive! It's a pity that she is really short of money now, if she was left a thousand years ago, she couldn't imagine that she Qinglian would be short of money at all! Gu Qinglian scratched her hair in distress, she was really helpless!

Entering from the back door of the hotel, I saw a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and an elderly man with gray hair and a serious face in the backyard.

When Zu Xin saw the two of them, he hurried a few steps forward and saluted: "Student Zu Xin has seen Mr.!" Nephew to meet uncle! ”

Zeng Jinran, Song Jiaqi, and Mu Ying also hurriedly greeted and saluted: "Student Zeng Jinran (Song Jiaqi) (Mu Ying) has seen Mr.!" The younger generation Zeng Jinran (Song Jiaqi) (Mu Ying) has seen his uncle! ”

Gu Qinglian saw that several of them had seen the salute, so she stepped forward and saluted: "Junior Qinglian has seen two seniors!" ”

The middle-aged man looked at Gu Qinglian suspiciously, and said, "Are you?" ”

Zu Xin stepped forward and introduced: "Sir, uncle, Miss Qinglian is a disciple of Master Baima of the White Horse Temple. ”

When the old man thought of something, his face softened a little and said, "You are Qinglian, the apprentice of Senior Brother Pure Industry?" That is, the Buddha son Qinglian? ”

Gu Qinglian didn't expect that this person still knew her own cheap master, so she nodded hurriedly: "The family master is none other than Master Baima of the White Horse Temple, Master Pure Industry!" ”

The old man nodded: "I'm Yan Song, the junior brother of Senior Brother Jingye, just call me Uncle Shi!" ”

Gu Qinglian was very knowledgeable and obediently called: "Qinglian has seen Uncle Shi. ”

"You, why are you not here to practice in the White Horse Temple?" Yan Song asked.

"Qinglian returned home and practiced at home in accordance with Master's wishes. This time, I wanted to find out if I could set up a restaurant to do some business, so that I could continue to provide for my younger siblings to go to school. Gu Qinglian explained.

Yan Song frowned when he heard this, but he didn't speak.