In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Yichen drove Xiaojia's sister to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall to continue treatment.

After more than half a month of treatment, Su Xiaojia may have developed a certain tolerance for bee stings, and seems to have gotten used to it a lot, and it is not as painful as at the beginning.

This made Jiang Yichen's mood lighter, to be honest, every time I watched Xiaojia's sister suffer, it was really not a good feeling in my heart.

Arrived at the Chinese Medical Center, I found Dr. Zhang Wenhao in the second acupuncture room on the first floor, and he did the bee stinging operation.

After finishing the incident, Dr. Zhang Wenhao told Jiang Yichen and the others, saying that he had discussed with Dr. Tang and that the treatment should be suspended for a month. As for the reason, it is because after many days of stinging, bee venom accumulates in the body to a certain amount, and the side effects begin to appear.

Since it is the doctor's opinion, as a patient, you can only follow it.

Leaving the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall, Su Xiaojia patted her chest with a relieved expression. She told Jiang Yichen that during this time, Lan Haixing was cleaning up the new storefront, and she was very busy all day, and the treatment was suspended just so that there was no need to delay time.

"It's because you're afraid of pain, right?" Opening the door and getting into the car, Jiang Yichen quipped while lighting the fire with the key.

Su Xiaojia was about to deny it, but when she saw the smile in his eyes, she ignored it, tilted her head to the side of the car window, and looked at the street scene outside.

Sending Su Xiaojia to Blue Starfish, Jiang Yichen drove to Dingxiang Garden to return. Halfway through, I received a call from Zhang Fenglan, telling him that the small food processing factory he had said last time had been closed, and it was located in Xiushui District, not far from the current No. 17 Courtyard.

Because the boss was in a hurry to use the money, the price of taking over was relatively low, and it was generally quite cost-effective.

The contract has been drawn up, that is, hopefully before it is signed. Please be the boss and go to the scene to have a look, so that everyone can feel more at ease.

This request was reasonable, so Jiang Yichen agreed, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards Xiushui Lane.

Before noon, Jiang Yichen was accompanied by Zhang Fenglan to visit the food processing factory. More than 500 square meters of double-storey production workshop, nearly 200 square meters of yard, traffic conditions inside and outside the gate and the sanitation of the surrounding environment are reasonable.

The condition of the food processing line equipment is six or seven percent new, and after negotiation, the overall reception needs more than 300,000 yuan, including those cabinets, seats and other furniture.

As for the rent, since it is already winter, after negotiation with the landlord, the other party agreed to give up a one-and-a-half-month vacancy period. However, the condition is that the lease contract must be signed for more than three years.

Zhang Fenglan also told him that with a slight transformation of the assembly line in the workshop, the automatic production of mille-feuille cakes can be carried out, which will greatly improve the efficiency and better ensure the stability of food quality compared with the current semi-manual workshop-style production method.

Jiang Yichen nodded after hearing this, the mille-feuille cake is positioned in the mid-end consumption grade, and the mode of automated mass production is obviously the most suitable.

And the price of the complete set of equipment is not expensive. So be it.

So, he made a final decision. Let Zhang Fenglan and Qingqing go together to sign the contract.

There are still many things to be done in the future, such as transforming and debugging equipment, formulating production processes and rules and regulations, sorting out the plant, personnel arrangement, selecting the best old employees, etc., it is estimated that Zhang Fenglan will be busy for a long time.

In addition, it is already the beginning of December, and the production of supporting seasonings will have to wait until the beginning of spring next year, so there is no need to rush many of the above matters.

The day flies by. It's time for the finals of the cooking competition.

Just after the meal at noon, the round stomach called to urge, let him leave early, this last VIP ticket is not easy to get, if in case of traffic jam delay it would be a pity.

Everything has to be done well. The final is not to be missed. So Jiang Yichen called Ma Detao and drove to Wujiaqiao Street together.

The three of them still met at the gate of the workers' club auditorium and divided the votes to enter the venue.

This time, the VIP seats are still in the second row, but a little more out of the way. The audience was larger than last time, and it was almost full.

Since there was only one game today, it was short and slightly monotonous. Therefore, the organizing committee specially arranged several groups of singing and dancing performances before the official start of the competition, and invited all of them to be well-known artists in Lingjiang City.

The artists performed stage, and the audience shouted, clapped and applauded, and the atmosphere was quite enthusiastic.

However, because Jiang Yichen usually doesn't pay much attention to the cultural dynamics of the city, almost none of the above people know him.

After a while, the judges and guests in the front row sat down one after another. He swept his gaze, and the judges were still those old faces. In the guest seat, the short and fat boss Cui with a multi-layered chin also came, watching the song and dance show with great interest, and his right palm was still beating on the armrest of the seat from time to time. His face was full of red light, and he looked quite in good spirits.

As for the boss Zhou who had a dispute with the judges last time, with a long face and triangular eyes, did not appear.

According to the rules of the conference, the third and fourth places will not be arranged separately, and the players will be ranked according to their results in the semi-finals. In this way, Chef Zhang Yunfeng, who scored 57 points, has won the third place, and he will also take the stage to receive the award at the final award ceremony.

After the singing and dancing show, the artists bowed and left, and the cooking competition officially began.

The final was held between Master Zhao Hongsheng on the 32nd and Master He Chengye on the 28th, the representative of Juxian Building.

This time, the main event was grouper, and the two contestants coincidentally chose the dish that best reflects the original taste of the ingredients - steamed grouper.

In order to sprint to the championship, the two masters did their best, making the scene wonderful and climactic. The audience feasted their eyes and cheered for the superb skills of the contestants from time to time.

The more than hour-long competition ended unconsciously, but the final result was slightly regrettable, Chef Zhao lost by only one point 58-59, missing out on the Golden Chef Hat, which symbolizes the highest honor of chefs, and won the second place.

Even so, the fat boss Cui didn't look the slightest displeased, he applauded warmly, and kept a smile on his face.

Next, the award ceremony was held, and President Luo of the Municipal Gourmets Association presented trophies and award certificates to the top three contestants.

Then there was a speech by the leaders of the Municipal Bureau of Culture, congratulating the winners, and how to carry forward the food culture of Lingjiang City and strive to be the vanguard of the construction of socialist spiritual civilization.

However, Jiang Yichen noticed that until Master Zhang Yunfeng stood on the podium as the third runner-up, Boss Zhou of Huanglong Seafood City still didn't even see a shadow, and it seemed that he really responded to the old saying, a few families were happy and a few were sad.

At the end of the award ceremony, Jiang Yichen and his two companions got up and walked to the exit of the auditorium.

"Mr. Jiang, please stay." Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind.

Jiang Yichen stopped and turned to look, and found that it was the fat man Boss Cui who was rushing over, and the flesh on his chin was shaking.

"You're Mr. Jiang, aren't you?" Boss Cui walked in front of him and asked while looking.

"It's me." Jiang Yichen nodded.

"Cui Maocai of the contemptible Jinjiang Fishing Port Restaurant, this is my business card."

Boss Cui introduced himself, took out a business card, and handed it to Jiang Yichen with both hands, with a very respectful attitude.

When the other party took it, he sent out an invitation with a smile:

"Well, it's not too early. The shop has a little sake, so I would like to invite you to come and have a light meal, and be sure to enjoy it. ”

Just as Jiang Yichen looked at the business card in his hand and hesitated slightly, Boss Cui's eyes turned away and saw a round belly that turned around.

"Oh, Mr. Du is also here, that's great, let's get together."

"Hehe, when did Boss Cui become so generous?" Belly round joked with a smile.

"Mr. Du is really good at laughing."

So, under the matchmaking of a round belly, Jiang Yichen couldn't wipe his face, so he had to agree.

Boss Cui was very satisfied, said that he was waiting in the store and turned to leave.

Then, the Buick Regal driving his belly round led the way in front, and the two cars went to the Jinjiang Fishing Port Restaurant located on Wanquan Road in Nancheng District.

Jiang Yichen sat in the passenger seat of the Tiguan and looked at the street scene outside.

Boss Cui has a treat, needless to say, it must be that Chef Zhao has already told him about it, and it is estimated that there is nothing else, that is, he just wants to express his gratitude. (To be continued......)