I saw a man with a gloomy face standing outside Zhuangzi at this time, who looked like he was going to fight at any time, and his figure was not particularly burly, but the most eye-catching thing was the cauldron he was carrying behind his back, which was as big as him!

"Strength is behind the pot." Chu Qianyang twitched the corner of his mouth.

The man stood outside the door and stared at the gate of Zhuangzi, and occasionally passers-by outside had to take a detour.

"He said he came to apply." Sibilu said: "Cook, but we are not short of people, let him go, he will not leave." ”

Chu Qianyang glanced at the man again, Xibilu should have also looked for Qin Huaizhi, but the latter was probably too busy to do something, so he could only let him go first.

It's not a matter for people to be blocked at the door like this, Chu Qianyang thought for a while and opened the door and went out.

"You're here to apply for a chef's job?"

The man looked at him, probably because of the problem of physiognomy, how fierce he looked, and he spoke very simply: "Yes!" ”

It's just a bit hard, like shouting.

Chu Qianyang's ears were a little itchy, but he still patiently explained: "We don't lack people now, why don't you leave a way to communicate, and if you need to contact you in the future?" ”

The man didn't seem to believe it, didn't answer immediately, looked down and dug through the clothes on his chest, and then took out a crumpled piece of paper.

The paper looked like it was going to fall apart at any moment, but it was neatly folded.

The man carefully unfolded the paper and showed it to Chu Qianyang: "No." ”

Chu Qianyang looked at it, and he really saw Zhuangzi's signboard advertisement on it, but when did they still send out such things as newspapers, why didn't he know?

And there is no deadline written on it, so the other party is looking for it according to this?

"Where's the brother?" He asked casually.

"Floating City."

Floating City?

Chu Qianyang almost thought that he had heard it wrong, Floating City was a relatively marginal urban area of Zhiluogan, and it was not far from Tianjiao City.

Wouldn't someone come from such a distance just to apply for a position?

Then it seems really ruthless to drive people away like this.

Although this kind of thing can't be said at all, Chu Qianyang looked at the cauldron he was carrying, and finally said: "Come in and try it, if the craftsmanship is good, stay for two months." ”

The man followed him into the door, and glanced at her as he passed by Sibiru, as if he were complaining about not letting people in until she had done so.

Sibilu almost laughed angrily: "This person ......"

Chu Qianyang led the people to a small ball next to him and asked the little robot to get the ingredients.

"What's your name?"

"Thrall."

Chu Qianyang asked a few questions, but the other party asked and answered, and the answers were very simple, and he didn't seem to like chatting very much.

Their garden here is very well equipped regardless of size, so the kitchen is available, but many guests don't use it.

Bringing people to the kitchen, Chu Qianyang said: "The ingredients will be sent over in a while, you can watch and cook anything, and if I am satisfied, I will pass the test." ”

"Okay." Sal was probably more confident in his craft, and although he still had a gloomy face, he couldn't see any concern.

Chu Qianyang couldn't help but add: "The ingredients may not be comprehensive, it depends on your ability." ”

Sal still didn't change his face, but after a turn in the kitchen, he said, "Can I change places?" ”

After a while, Chu Qianyang looked at Sal with a strange expression as he was busy working in the courtyard.

At this time, there was a large vat standing in front of him, the top of the bucket was empty, and the most primitive firewood was burning in it, and the cauldron that Sal had brought was on it, and the processed ingredients were tumbling in it.

Chu Qianyang has not seen such a primitive way of cooking for a long time, and now people don't talk about automatic kitchen devices, even if they shop, they don't need to get started by themselves, and the small kitchen robot can do it.

People like him who come into the kitchen are rare species.

said before that Zhuangzi had no shortage of chefs, not that they had already invited people, but that Qin Huaizhi had purchased a batch of the latest kitchen robots in the Southern District, and the meals made were delicious enough, so there was no need to find someone.

But what the machine makes is always lacking in taste, and it's always the same, so if you can, it's a good idea to hire a chef who can do it yourself.

And it's really nothing to them.

Feng Jiu's five senses are sharper than those of ordinary people, and even if they are separated by a distance, she can smell an unusually tempting aroma of rice.

This kind of taste can only be made by Chu Qianyang, but the other party doesn't do it at any other time except for dining with her.

Obviously she hadn't arrived at the hotel yet, but Feng Jiu unexpectedly found herself a little hungry, knowing that she had never thought much about appetite.

The smell of rice wafts all over the garden, which is also rare.

Feng Jiu closed the light curtain containing the information, and followed the fragrance to find it.

And the closer you go, the more enticing the smell seems to become.

Before she could reach the place, she saw several small robots coming out of the garden, all sent by other guests to inquire about the origin of the scent.

When Feng Jiu found the small courtyard, the first thing he saw was a large cauldron standing inside, and the people behind it were all blocked.

She put on her hood before she walked inside.

Chu Qianyang just put away the chin that fell on the ground at this time, and forcibly held back the saliva that came out: "This pot is not in vain. ”

This craftsmanship is really amazing, and he can't find anything wrong with it.

Seeing Feng Jiu coming in, Chu Qianyang took out two bowls of egg fried rice in the pot, tasted it himself first, and handed her the other one.

There was nothing added to it that shouldn't have been, and Feng Jiu followed Chu Qianyang to finish eating a bowl of egg fried rice.

Then a group of small kitchen robots lined up.

"You're qualified." Chu Qianyang said to Sal: "I'll arrange a place for you to live in a while, and it's no problem to go to work tomorrow, right?" ”

"Nope."

Even though Sal's expression didn't change much, it still gave the impression that he was happy.

Chu Qianyang did not dismiss the little robots, but divided a box of lunches and asked them to bring back to the guests.

He knew too well the appeal of food, and if he had given his guests a taste of Sal's craft, he would have to keep it in mind.

However, Sal has made a lot, and even if he has a lot of it, there is still a small half pot left, you must know that this is not an ordinary pot.

After that, Chu Qianyang found that his worries were all unnecessary, because the rest was eaten by Sal alone.

He looked a little taller than Chu Qianyang, but this amount of food was really not ordinary.

And the other party was not curious about Feng Jiu, a child who suddenly appeared, from beginning to end.

After arranging the person, Chu Qianyang said to Feng Jiu: "I have already asked Brother Yuan to check the origin of this person, it is best if there is no problem." ”