The God of Food Contest is finally about to begin! The God of Food Contest in the capital is traditionally held on the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, because according to tradition, the lanterns are watched on the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

And the people who watch the lights, whether it is the people and the officials, will go to the restaurant to drink. After all, after fifteen, even if the New Year is over, on the last day of the New Year, no one wants to pick and search.

The whole family came out to see the lights, and after reading it, they were hungry and flattened, and went home to poke on the stove and make a fire to cook? That's too slight!

What's more, the woman in charge must also have an opinion, I've been tired for a long time, and after watching the lights on the last day, I still have to go around the pot, what year is this called?

Therefore, the restaurant on the fifteenth night of the first lunar month must be full, but whose business is more prosperous and the consumption is higher, it depends on the God of Food Contest held in the morning.

With the birth of the god of food, the determination of the ranking of each restaurant will immediately change the situation of evening business.

A full seat is not the same as a full house, whether you entertain a room of ordinary people, or a room of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, can the income and profit be the same?

A family of five occupies a table, order a pot of braised pork and a few vegetarian dishes, how much money can you earn?

Wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials order a table of dishes, eat two bites of each dish, and eat a name and meaning, the price is arbitrary, and there is a reward!

Therefore, the time of this God of Food Contest is definitely set by the predecessors, and they are well versed in the way of business! Shi Zhenxiang woke up early in the morning, to be precise, he didn't fall asleep at all and had insomnia.

After carefully washing his hair and shaving his face, he was served by his apprentice and put on the robe of the god of food. The previous God of Food, in this year's God of Food Competition, will wear the God of Food robe, similar to the later boxing champion gold belt.

This robe of the god of food is made of the best silk from the palace weaving office, and it is made every year, and in the name of the emperor, it is given to the newly born god of food, in order to show the emperor's happiness with the people.

Of course, even if the God of Food is not replaced, he can still get a new robe. After all, wearing a robe for a vegetable competition will definitely collapse a sudden oil idea, and if a set of robe is used for two years in a row, there is nothing to be decent.

Although the emperor enjoyed with the people, Jiajing would definitely not come to the competition in person. The gentleman is still far away from cooking, let alone Jiajing, who cultivates immortals?

He must have asked the superintendent to attend on his behalf. As the representative of the emperor, Shang Shanjian naturally became the chief judge of the jury.

After Liu Gonggong took office, he reduced the five referees to three, the reason is very simple, the smaller the number of referees, the easier it is to unify ideas and control.

Since defeating Zuixianlou twice, for more than ten years, Shi Zhenxiang has never let the name of the God of Food fall to others, of course, there is his superb cooking skills, but more importantly, the referee's whistle is in his own mouth.

Yan Shifan told Zhao Wenhua that the God of Food Contest is not worth discussing at all, which is the reason. Zhao Wenhua once had a question: Since Shi Zhenxiang will undoubtedly win the God of Food Competition, why does Xiao Feng still support Zuixianlou so much and actively participate in the competition?

Yan Shifan laughed at his godbrother at that time.

"Do you really think Xiao Feng is so stupid that he would stare at a god of food who has no hope at all? This game is also related to the ranking of restaurants! Although Zuixianlou lost to Taibaiju back then, it ranked second. But if it weren't for Shi Zhenxiang's efforts to deliberately suppress it, and the two restaurants just happened to be in direct competition face to face, business would not be bad! For example, in this year's imperial examination, everyone in the world knows that the champion is none other than me, so won't they participate in the imperial examination? If you can't be the champion, isn't it good that the eyes of the list, the flowers, and the top list of Jinshi are not fragrant? As an insider, Shi Zhenxiang admired Yan Shifan's words and praised them again and again.

"What my lord said is very true, to be honest, fortunately, the Drunken Immortal Building is just opposite Taibaiju, and I can directly rob them of their business. Otherwise, even if I try my best, I won't be able to squeeze down a restaurant with a chef ranked second in the capital! Zhao Wenhua suddenly realized, but he was a little puzzled by Shi Zhenxiang's words.

"The chef is in the second-ranked restaurant in the capital, why does this sound so awkward, isn't it enough to just say that the second-ranked restaurant in the capital is fine?" Shi Zhenxiang also wanted to laugh at Zhao Wenhua like Yan Shifan, but he could only think about it, and he had to explain flatteringly.

"Lord Zhao, it's not like this. The comprehensive ranking of a restaurant, in addition to the level of the chef, also depends on the software and hardware facilities of the restaurant. For example, the preciousness of the ingredients, the completeness of the dishes, the elegance and cleanliness of the environment, the difference in reception capacity, and so on. Back then, my younger sister ranked second in the God of Food Competition, but the restaurant business was squeezed by me. I can't hire a chef, I can't afford to hire a man, and I don't even have the money to paint the restaurant and replace the tables and chairs. In the Beijing restaurant, the comprehensive ranking was squeezed out of the top ten! When it comes to her daughter's generation, it will be even more complete, and it is estimated that she will not be ranked in the top 20! Zhao Wenhua understood, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, it's three hundred and sixty lines, and it's the best in the line. The doorway in this is no less than being an official. So if Liu Ruyun wins the second place this time, will Drunken Immortal Building have a chance to turn over? Shi Zhenxiang immediately said: "Adults can rest assured, her mother couldn't turn over back then, and she couldn't turn over either." Of course, now that Zuixianlou has Zhang Tianci as a shareholder, the capital is thicker. But the most uncomfortable thing about Drunken Immortal Building is that it is located opposite Taibaiju! Unless Xiao Feng demolishes the Drunken Immortal Building and builds a new one away from Taibai Residence, I guarantee that she will never be able to turn over! Yan Shifan suddenly smiled evilly, if Tan Xinren was still here at the moment, he would definitely jump up and shout.

"I've seen this smile, the last time he asked me to kidnap Zhang Yunqing and send it to him, that's how he laughed!" It's a pity that Tan Xinren is far away from the capital and doesn't know how to make a living in that countryside.

"Speaking of being unable to turn over, I do remember one thing. I heard that Xiao Feng was quite interesting to the female chef and helped him many times, not only because he was the boss. Shi Zhenxiang, if you squeeze me to death, I will also find an opportunity to make a move, not only to bankrupt the Drunken Immortal Building, but also to be convicted. When I was at the end of my rope, I brought the cook into the house. Then she will understand what it means to be crushed and unable to turn over. Shi Zhenxiang shuddered, he had this dream for his junior sister back then, and he may not have had it for Liu Ruyun, but since Yan Shifan had spoken, he could only bow his head and obey his orders, and he didn't dare to look a little unhappy.

Zhao Wenhua is commonplace, but he secretly sighed that this godbrother can associate his interests and hobbies with any random sentence.

If Xiao Feng was present, he would teach Zhao Wenhua a metaphor that will go down in history: a perverted old driver like Yan Shifan can drive any broken road.

At the scene of the God of Food Competition, Chen Zhonghou followed his daughter nervously. The fat cook has retired and returned to Yuwang's mansion, so the only person who can be an assistant to his daughter is himself.

In his life, he was an assistant in the God of Food Contest three times, the first time for the master, the second time for the lady, and the third time for the daughter.

The first time was when Shi Zhenxiang suddenly rebelled, and the master was caught off guard, so he could only be used on the spot; The second time is that the Drunken Immortal Building has fallen down, and there is no second chef left.

This time, the drunken immortal building was even more depressed than when he was a lady, and he could only continue to go up, but he couldn't tell the worry in his heart.

He had always felt that he might be a disaster. Before I came, Zuixian Building was still the first building in the capital, and after I came, so many things happened.

The point is, for whatever reason, I was an assistant twice, and both times I failed. Master's cooking skills are so superb, the lady's cooking skills are blue, and in the end, she failed, could it be because she was a disaster?

Chen Zhonghou whispered to his daughter: "Xiaoyun, if not, please ask Master Xiao again, ask him to help find a chef to be an assistant, my father's life is not good, I'm afraid it will drag you down." Liu Ruyun grabbed her father's arm and tried to pass on her confidence to him.

"Dad, don't worry, it's not your bad life, it's all Shi Zhenxiang's ghost! Xiao Gongzi gave me a secret weapon, I will definitely win! In the huge open space, the chefs of dozens of restaurants in the capital have set up a boiler stove in each of them, and the prepared ingredients are placed next to the stove.

As the chef and his assistant arrived at the stove, the atmosphere reached its climax, and the lively crowd had surrounded the open space.

Of course, there are also fan groups and relatives and friends groups of various restaurants. The bigger the fame, the larger the scale of the restaurant, the larger the natural scale of the support group, and those smaller restaurants are much smaller in the momentum of cheering below, and they lose first before they are in momentum.

"Taibaiju will win!"

"Shi Zhenxiang is the god of food!"

"Star Picking Tower will win!"

"Chen Dascoo is the god of food!"

"The big bowl will win!"

"You're going to win a fart, what are you coaxing a big bowl of vegetables to follow!"

"Damn, who said you can't be a god of food if you have a big bowl of food?" The support group under the stage was a little riotous, but it was impossible for such a big event to be without watching the scene, not only all the catchers of Shuntianfu were dispatched, but the soldiers and horses of the five cities also sent manpower, and even the Jinyi Guard sent a secret post to help maintain order.

So those people are just talking about it, and they don't have a chance to do it at all. And keyboard warriors have always been the most courageous in fighting, so the audience is noisy and shouting, and they don't give in to each other.

The three referees on the stage, sitting in the center were Gonggong Liu of Shangshan Supervisor, who smiled and looked at the lively scene below, and nodded with satisfaction.

"This is the original intention of banzai and the people. This official announces that the God of Food Contest has officially begun! As soon as these words came out, the players on the stage immediately began to light a fire, cut vegetables, and show their knife skills, fire skills, and spoon skills.

And the support group in the audience also put away the clutter just now, and began to shout slogans to cheer for their own players, just to see whose momentum can overshadow others.

Liu Ruyun was nervously cutting vegetables, and Chen Zhonghou's fingers trembled slightly to give his daughter a hand. At this moment, a uniform shout suddenly sounded from the audience, and the momentum was extremely huge, instantly drowning out the shouts of everyone else.

"Drunken Immortal Building, you will win! Liu Ruyun, the god of food! ”