"That Dao, Dao Ye, you, you, Speaking of which, can I have a half-dime relationship with the cooking competition? Huang Xiaobei looked at Dao Ye dumbfounded, looking like the world is too chaotic, and I am still too old.

Dao Ye was not shocked and drank the hot tea in his hand, "Isn't this just hung up?" ”

Spread out his hands, the commissioner was anxious.

"But, Master Kedao, even if the eldest lady doesn't want to go to the competition, can you arrange for someone else to go, and besides, I don't have those messy certificates, how can I go to the competition?"

Dao Ye drank the tea in his hand and said lightly, "You said that the certificate has already been done, Yiyi specially asked me to prepare a senior technician certificate for you before, and by the way, I also gave you a new ID card, which fully meets the competition standards." ”

After that, Dao Ye held the teacup with a complicated face, stared at the commissioner and said seriously, "In addition, to tell you a word from the heart, let you, the representative of sweeping the floor, go to the hotel to participate in the individual competition, I also refuse in my heart." ”

Hearing Dao Ye's very straightforward words, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help grinning in embarrassment, scratching his head and saying, "Then, then I won't go, and, Dao Ye, you can let the master of the hotel go, which of them is not better than me, you say yes?" ”

Dao Ye stared at Huang Xiaobei directly, and then shook his head.

"I can't go."

"Why?"

Dao Ye let out a long sigh.

"Because the chefs in the hotel are now nominally from the Feilong Hotel, it is impossible for them to participate in the name of the hotel, plus Lao Zhao and Lao Liu have already signed up for the individual competition, so I really can't draw anyone."

Sighing and patting his head, Dao Ye sighed again and again.

"Do you know what it means to go to the competition in the name of our hotel? This means that if Yiyi doesn't want to participate in the competition, I can only choose one of the children who are not yet as tall as the stove, as well as the second-rate bald head, the drunken Maozi, and the fart who is very good and the one of you to participate in the individual competition. ”

Dao Ye sighed and drank the tea in the cup.

"Do you think I have any other choice?"

Huang Xiaobei was speechless.

"So from the current point of view, although you are not very good, but in this group of people, it is not bad, at least it looks relatively normal. Oh yes, there's also a small card, and he also has a certificate," After speaking, Dao Ye looked at the golden crystal chandelier above his head worriedly, and said with a sad face, "But he's an Englishman, can an Englishman go to a cooking competition?" ”

"Ah, yes, the British can't appear in the cooking competition, because it's the equivalent of a second eldest lady." While Huang Xiaobei awkwardly echoed Daoye's words, he sighed helplessly in his heart. Indeed, as Dao Ye said, it seems that the individual competition can only be participated in by the chefs registered in the team competition, and the masters of the hotel must have no chance, because they also have to represent the Feilong Hotel, that is, the second team, to participate in the individual competition.

As for the rest of the Tenron Hotel....... Well, just like Dao Ye said, there is everyone there, but there is no cook.

He Huang Xiaobei seems to be the one who is most like a cook in that group.

Thinking of this, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help scratching his face and thought with an embarrassed expression.

But to be honest, although Dao Ye just said so much, he really didn't hear that Dao Ye was praising him, because it is not difficult to hear from Dao Ye's words, child, I really had no choice to choose such a thing as you.

In other words, he is equivalent to the only broken garlic in the rotten garlic in the eyes of the Taoist master.

Well, somehow, the mood is a little complicated.

"That Daoist, isn't Brother Maozi's barbecue very good? Let him go? Huang Xiaobei didn't really want to participate in any competition, mainly because he didn't want to be embarrassed, so he sneered and offered Dao Ye other options.

Dao Ye lowered his head and drank the tea, and said lightly.

"After the first day of competition, the organizing committee of the competition temporarily added a rule that foreign chefs can only serve as assistants, and at the same time are not allowed to participate in individual competitions."

Huang Xiaobei was stunned and hurriedly continued.

"Then, isn't there still Qianqian and Dead Bald Head? Qianqian's lollipop is eaten, and the cucumber is shot by the dead bald head, which one is not better than me. ”

Dao Ye looked at Huang Xiaobei, put the teacup aside, and said earnestly, "Don't talk about the bald head, don't pay attention, it's not enough to let him go, why don't you lose the face of the hotel." As for that child....... Dao Ye broke down and grabbed his hair, "I'm really afraid that she will have to step on a stool to cook for me at that time, so it's up to you." ”

The seventh master on the side kindly reminded, "You kid just said, that kid eats lollipops, and he can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt in the cooking competition, no matter what, you will also cook a few home-cooked dishes, and with a comprehensive score, you are indeed the best one among those goods." ”

Huang Xiaobei was slightly stunned, then leaned over to the seventh master, and said with a smile, "Seventh master, how do you know that I can cook?" ”

The seventh master looked at him gloomily, "Remember, me and Lao Wu are staring at you all the time, if you kid dare to be shameless in the future, be careful that we will whip you!" ”

Huang Xiaobei shrank his neck in fright, thinking that these two people must have seen the gift they gave to the eldest lady that day, otherwise they wouldn't have scared him so much.

"Okay, it's time to make it clear to you, don't be stunned, hurry up and sign up, you must know that if you don't want to go this time, I'm going to give up the individual competition."

After that, Dao Ye walked up to Huang Xiaobei with a teacup, and routinely encouraged the commissioner.

"Compare well, don't have any psychological burden, Xiao M, you are still very promising."

Huang Xiaobei was a little excited when he heard this, his eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands and said, "Master Dao, have you also paid me money to buy judges?" Will I be able to reach the semi-finals as well? ”

Dao Ye looked at him with a smile, "Are you my son?" ”

Huang Xiaobei was stunned, "Probably not." ”

"Oh, then you are my grandson?" Dao Ye continued to look at the commissioner with a smile.

The commissioner also came back to his senses a little at this moment, and said awkwardly, "That Daoist, why do I feel that you are taking advantage of me?" Although I don't really mind the personality thing, but I'd better hurry up and sign up, and try to be eliminated in the first round, and let you worry less. ”

Hearing this, Dao Ye grabbed the commissioner's hand, and his true feelings were revealed to the extreme, and said, "Then I will thank you, child, let me worry less about snacks!" I'm begging you, let's go down in the first round, don't make any moths, it's just very ordinary to be compared to the masters, otherwise if you can continue to go down, the result is also known to Yiyi, and Yiyi whimsically wants you to accompany her to the semifinals, alas, seriously, I really want to live for two more years. ”

Looking at Dao Ye's poignant appearance, Huang Xiaobei sighed that Dao Ye's life was really not easy, and at the same time, he patted his chest and said.

"I got the Daoye, I understand, I'm going to sign you up, and Ming'er will definitely be eliminated smoothly."

Dao Ye nodded, "Go ahead." ”

Seeing that Huang Xiaobei took the documents prepared for him and went out, Dao Ye smiled bitterly, sat back on the sofa, and when he held the tea and tasted the tea, he also wondered what was going on.

You said that he is also the owner of a five-star hotel, but who are the people who came to participate in the competition from their hotel this time? Two dishwashers, one bartender, plus a doorman and a lobby manager, and a girl who can't even cook rice?

Cocking Erlang's legs, Dao Ye patted his forehead with complicated eyes, "What is this called?" ”

At this time, the sixth master opened the door and walked in, and while entering the room, the sixth master turned his head to look at the back of the commissioner and asked, "Big brother, what is the boy surnamed Huang doing here?" ”

Dao Ye smiled and said, "Play with your little princess." ”

The sixth master showed a clear look, and said with a wicked smile written on his fierce face, "Yiyi has come to toss him again, right?" Well, it's good to toss, but I can't get used to this dead boy's cheap virtue. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, the children are still young, by the way," Dao Ye stepped aside and said, "Have you seen the second child these days?" ”

The sixth master sat next to Dao Ye, touched his inch and said, "Who, second child?" Which dick? Oh, you say that bastard? I don't know, anyway, after the first day of the competition, I haven't seen him again, eighty percent of them were hit by a car and died, right? ”

Hearing this, Dao Ye frowned a little strangely, "You didn't see him either?" Strange thing, why did this person suddenly disappear? But I hadn't seen him for days. Dao Ye tugged at the knee of his pants with a pensive look.

Seeing this, the sixth master couldn't help but ask.

"Big brother, aren't you still worried about him?"

Dao Ye frowned and shook his head and said, "No, I'm afraid that he will be a moth, after all, you also know the second child, and he has always had a lot of eyes." ”

The sixth master lay on his back on the sofa and nodded frequently, "Well, that's a bit of a precautionary point, but don't worry, the family has been arranged, as long as you give an order, the second brother's brother will definitely not be our opponent." ”

Dao Ye was silent in thought, and after a long while, he sighed softly, "Okay, I know." ”

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In front of the registration location for the individual competition on the 26th floor of the Donghuang Hotel.

Standing in front of the cashier on the 26th floor of the Donghuang Hotel, Huang Xiaobei held a pen in his hand and filled out his registration form scratching his ears and cheeks.

"That, name, Huang Xiaobei, gender, male, age? Oh, by the way, Dao Ye said that he was twenty-seven years old, and the ID card he gave me was twenty-seven years old. Joining the hotel, Tianlong Hotel, position, sweeping the floor, washing dishes and wiping the table, occasionally have to go to the bar to help wash the cups, the ideal competition? Well, life is compelling. ”

Hu Zou finished filling out the registration form, and Huang Xiaobei handed the ID card and senior technician certificate prepared for him by the Taoist master together with the registration form to the staff who had been staring at him with a complicated look, and said with a smile, "That, I'm done, can you take a look?" ”

The staff of the Donghuang Hotel didn't reach out to pick it up, because he had already heard it clearly.......

"Sorry sir, you should be a little more specific here, you, do you understand?"

Huang Xiaobei frowned when he heard this, "I'm so specific that I can be so specific?" ”

The staff embarrassed and explained, "Sir, I mean, you, you're the one who came to the game, so, so the job is here, he, he should ...... It's a little better, that is, you should write the word chef, and the competition ideal is also for you to write well, the requirement is about 300 words, because these things are reviewed by the organizing committee of the competition, you really can't write blindly. ”

With a depressed face, he took a new registration form handed to him by the staff, and Huang Xiaobei muttered unhappily, "Why are there so many things, what are the ideals of the competition?" Damn, is this a chef or a top scorer? ”

Huang Xiaobei scolded and held the pen, scratching his head, wondering how to write this damn ideal.

Coincidentally, Huang Xiaobei swept the corner of his eyes and found that there was a person next to him who was leaning sideways, writing hard with his back to him, and it seemed that he should also be here to sign up for the individual competition.

Seeing that the person's back seemed to be quite young, Huang Xiaobei cheekily pulled the other person's way.

"Dude, are you here for the individual competition too? What the hell, can you copy your game ideals for me? ”

Ziming, who was turning sideways and quickly writing his life ideals, raised his head depressedly with his back to Huang Xiaobei at the moment.

Damn, why did you let him see it.