Jingcheng Vocational and Technical School.

The school playground is surrounded by a large number of people at this time.

A large number of people dressed in uniform and holding various signs are particularly eye-catching.

If you look closely, you can see that most of these uniformly dressed people are on the same plane as Uncle Tai Shanyu.

After learning that Uncle Tai Shan Yu was coming to participate in the competition today, they urgently customized the cheerleading team's costumes and rushed over with their families.

It is worth mentioning that there was a garment factory on the plane, and these clothes were all kindly given by him.

In these cheerleaders, Jiang Maocai stayed inside helplessly, listening to the fanatical shouts that kept coming from his ears, and couldn't help yawning.

Standing to the left of Jiang Maocai was the middle-aged man he treated on the plane, and the other expenses of this event were paid by this middle-aged man except for clothing.

Standing on the right is the crew of the flight, and among the crew of the entire flight, except for the co-pilot who is still lying in bed and recuperating, and an unlucky pilot, everyone else came, and among all the cheerleaders, they were the ones standing the most neatly.

Thinking of Uncle Tai Shan Yu, Jiang Maocai's eyes flashed with curiosity.

Just last night, he visited his target for returning to the capital.

In the living room of a courtyard house in the capital.

"What, I want to be cured?" Jiang Maocai stood up from his chair in shock.

"It's impossible, even my grandfather can't cure the disease he wants to know, how can anyone be able to cure him completely?" Jiang Maocai shook his head vigorously, refusing to admit the established facts.

"Even if I have mastered the 'Nine Changes and Twelve Sections of Acupuncture' recorded in the long-lost "Acupuncture and Moxibustion A and B Sutra", I can only temporarily suppress the onset of the cold qi, and it is impossible to completely cure it."

Jiang Maocai, as an unborn medical wizard, has been very obsessed with medical skills since he was a child, and in addition to the personal teaching of his grandfather, who is a master of Chinese medicine and known as the 'holy hand of Chinese medicine', his medical skills have reached a very high level at the age of 20, even compared to his grandfather, the difference is only clinical experience.

This time, he mastered the 'Nine Transformations and Twelve Sections Needle Method', which even his grandfather had not mastered, so that he had the confidence to come over and suppress the Yin Qi in Dongfang Yuxiao's body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, he heard that the yin qi in Dongfang Yuxiao's body had been completely expelled, which made him not shocked.

"Who is it? Who solved the yin qi of desire? Jiang Maocai hurriedly asked.

After confirming that someone had solved Dongfang Yuxiao's problem, Jiang Maocai's first reaction was to ask for advice on how to treat Dongfang Yuxiao.

If he doesn't understand this question, he will definitely not be able to sleep well and eat badly.

Perhaps it is precisely because Jiang Mao is so obsessed with medical skills that he can master such advanced medical skills at this age.

"You know this guy, and he's been on the same plane as you." The middle-aged man opposite Jiang Maocai said with a smile.

"Could it be him?" The first object of suspicion that popped up in Jiang Maocai's mind was Uncle Tai Shanyu, after all, Uncle Tai Shanyu left a deep impression on him.

"No, it can't be him, listen to him, in addition to flying planes, he is also a chef and a chess player, where is there time to learn medical skills."

"That's right, it's him, Uncle Shanyu." The middle-aged nodded affirmatively.

"It can't be!" Jiang Maocai exclaimed directly.

In traditional Chinese medicine, medical skills are basically linked to age, except for people like Jiang Maocai, who have a family history and talent, and are still obsessed with medical skills, how can other people have this level of medical skills at this age.

Even if he is Jiang Maocai, he spends more than 80 percent of his time studying medical skills every day.

"It's hard to believe, but it's just the way it is." The middle-aged man remembered that when he heard the news for the first time, he was also so shocked and incredible.

But facts are facts, not that if you say no, you won't.

Just when Jiang Mao fell into his memory, the time was almost time for the competition, and the contestants began to enter the arena one after another.

When Uncle Tai Shanyu entered the venue, these uniformly dressed fan groups all shouted slogans.

"Yam, Yam, kill Meng and kill Lu, dominate the kitchen world, and the power is incomparable."

Obviously, they also got to know Uncle Tai's opponent, and knew that Uncle Tai's biggest opponents this time were Lu Xingqing and Meng Zhengwen.

The unwitting melon-eating crowd looked at Uncle Shanyu's fan group in surprise.

Which star has arrived? The battle is so big. Is there a star nicknamed Yam in China?

The contestants beside Uncle Tai also looked at Uncle Tai in surprise.

I'm sure this product is not a star, it's so popular.

The contestants who know some news are staring at Uncle Tai Shanyu with wide eyes, what kind of cooking competition did you fly over to participate in?

With your talent, if you don't fly your plane properly, you will come over and cook with us, you will be sick.

It's okay to be a mixed chef, but his talent in cooking is still so terrifying, if you don't want to be so demonic, it just doesn't leave us a way to live.

Among the playground players, a young man wearing a chef's uniform tattooed with seven stars looked at Uncle Tai Shan Yu curiously, and his eyes showed a eager gaze.

On the other side, the young man with a strange kitchen knife tattooed on his chef's uniform glanced at Uncle Tai Shan Yu lightly, and then ignored it.

"Alright, it's time." A strong voice rang out in the playground.

"Everyone, be quiet." On the podium, a middle-aged man in a chef's uniform held a microphone, "Now it's up to me to announce the rules of this competition." ”

The people in the audience quieted down and listened carefully to the host's speech.

In fact, all the contestants below have already learned the rules of the competition from the manual issued by the Chef Association, and now the host's explanation is mainly for the audience.

In the host's explanation, the outside audience also learned about the rules of this competition.

"No, the Chefs Association is going to do something this time."

"It's really a good show to watch this time."

"It's so interesting to see the chefs association vs. the Michelin-starred restaurant."

This cooking competition is different from the past, because young people in China are now more and more advocating Western cuisine, and even a large number of restaurants are proud to join Michelin-starred restaurants, but ignore the rating of the Chinese Chefs Association.

Moreover, like some famous imperial chef families and cooking schools in China, many people will not go to the hotel to become chefs at all, but open a private restaurant, and only receive high-level Chinese figures, so that ordinary people have never heard of them.

This has led to the exalted status of the three-Michelin-starred restaurant in China.

If this development continues, the Chinese Chefs Association is likely to lose its position in the Chinese chef industry.

In order to show the strength of the chef association, the senior management of the chef association gritted their teeth and took out the latest "Imperial Cuisine Cooking Summary" as a reward, in order to attract the descendants of the family genre who would not have participated in the cooking competition before.