Chapter Twenty-Eight: Imprisoned Thinking

When I came out of the association, the shadow of the sun was no longer visible in the sky, and the whole city was once again shrouded in neon lights.

Zuo Xuan first called his father to find out what happened in the hotel today, or if there was anything special going on.

The answer I got was that everything was as usual, but I was a little tired, and I had to take care of more than 100 takeaways every day in addition to taking care of the guests in the restaurant.

After getting the answer he wanted, Zuo Xuan didn't ask too much, after all, his father was the owner of this restaurant, but he felt that now, his father had just been taking the position of chef.

But then Zuo Xuan put this problem behind him, and there was no need to worry too much about the family at all.

After glancing at the sky, Zuo Xuan bought a spring roll and silkworm potatoes, which was supposed to be today's dinner, and then took another step towards his home.

After a night of silence, Zuo Xuan also took out the book "The Self-cultivation of the Chef" again, and it seemed that there was no way that "Martial Arts Foundation" was no longer famous, and he hadn't even finished reading this book.

As for the gain from watching "The Self-cultivation of a Chef"? Except for the slight improvement of my cooking skills, I didn't understand any special skills like the other book.

And whenever the morning sun rises, Zuo Xuan will also get up early. First, come to a set of pile holding methods, and then play a set of Xingyi boxing, it is said that these two cycles will have a better effect.

If it weren't for Zuo Quan's heroic appearance that day and persuaded Wang Ying on the side, maybe Wang Ying would have scolded Zuo Xuan for indulging in evil demons and crooked ways.

But soon, Zuo Xuan discovered a very serious problem. That is, his Xingyi Fist has never been introduced, and the ring also judged that Zuo Xuan's Xingyi Fist had not reached a stage.

This made Zuo Xuan very puzzling, even if he learned cooking in the learning mode, he could learn it as soon as he learned it, but when he practiced Xingyi, he didn't even get started.

Although Zuo Xuan is now boxing and fighting, these are all routines that he learned from Li Xi, and if you want to really master it, Zuo Xuan doesn't have it at all.

Zuo Xuan, who had practiced hard for three days without results, still decided to ask Li Xi, although the other party said that he would wait until he apprenticed before starting to teach, but it was still feasible to ask some small questions.

After a phone call, Zuo Xuan realized that he seemed to be practicing in the wrong direction.

In addition to the purpose of Xingyi Fist, it is more to strengthen the body. In other words, if you want to get started, you must first train your physical fitness.

This kind of thing is not something that happens overnight, and Zuo Xuan's age has passed the golden period of martial arts training, so if you want to learn it, you must put in more effort.

Now that you understand what's going on, let's practice.

The initial martial arts are basically alchemy, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can basically practice it, and the role of talent is just the amount of effort you put in.

During this period, Zuo Xuan also called and asked Li Xi if he needed to make medicine or something? In the past, when reading martial arts novels, the protagonist was always stimulated by foreign objects, and as a result, his strength skyrocketed.

As a result, Li Xi told him that he was in too much of a hurry, and his master didn't reply to him, and it was too early to talk about this kind of thing, let alone brewing medicine.

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In the Moxuan Pavilion, Zuo Xuan silently walked out of the kitchen, but the thoughts in his mind were very active.

The takeaway business has reached a bottleneck, and it only sells a little more than 200 copies a day at most. Days like this have been going on for days.

But the most important thing is that the task given by the ring is not reminded to be completed.

This is very uncomfortable, Mo Xuange's career seems to have fallen into a bottleneck, and the sales volume cannot be raised, so the reputation cannot be raised.

Now the time has quietly come to July, which means that there are only three months left before the bidding test of the Martial Arts Association in October.

And it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least a month for my father to advance from expert cooking to master level, and this is still a case of cheats. And it doesn't mean that advancing to a master can guarantee the quality of the dishes.

The ring judges a person's skill in a certain area by his average level in that area.

Take Zuo Quan's peak-level cooking skills as an example, in fact, he can already cook master-level meals, but it depends on the ingredients and the state at the time.

But for ordinary experts, it is easy to grasp, even very ordinary materials can be made.

And the master beginner is easy to make master dishes, but it is not 100% guaranteed.

Therefore, when Zuo Quan gains master-level experience, it not only takes time to advance, but it also takes time to stabilize the realm, and through this time, his cooking skills become perfect.

Zuo Xuan seemed to have sensed that he had exhausted his talents, and in this case, he didn't seem to be able to find a way.

Just when Zuo Xuan was at a loss, two beautiful figures appeared in front of Zuo Xuan's eyes. To be precise, it is a beautiful one, a mature and graceful.

It was the two young ladies who Zuo Xuan asked for the first time, I don't know what they were doing in Moxuan Pavilion at this time?

"Eh, junior brother, why are you here? The young girl saw the big boy staring at the two of them in a daze.

"I work at this restaurant. Zuo Xuan was stunned and replied truthfully.

"Aren't you working part-time?" asked the girl, curious.

"I don't know how to become a full-time job. Zuo Xuan smiled awkwardly.

The little girl smiled, and did not expose Zuo Xuan's inferior acting skills.

"What are you doing here?" Zuo Xuan then asked.

"What can you do in a restaurant other than eat?" The girl replied with a smile.

"Yes, but it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, do you want to eat at this time?" Zuo Xuan said strangely.

"Stupid, there's still an order. ”

Zuo Xuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had become a fool in his recent martial arts training, and he didn't expect such a simple and open mind.

"The day after tomorrow is the birthday of one of our colleagues, and we need to book three tables that night, so let's come and book it in advance today. The girl said with a sweet smile.

"Okay, I'll make a note of that. Zuo Xuan nodded.

After a few words of greeting, the two women, one ripe and one tender, left the hotel, and in between, the mature woman didn't say a word. The purpose of her going out may be simply to accompany her.

After they left, Zuo Xuan found that he seemed to have entered a blind spot. That is, the tip of the horns.

High sales do not mean that the reputation of the hotel is high, maybe everyone only cares about eating, and only knows about this store, but there is no specific concept.

And the requirement of the ring is to enhance the reputation of the hotel, and it is still famous. This requires everyone to establish a label in the impression that Moxuan Pavilion is a tall hotel.