Early the next morning, 12 temporary stoves were erected outside the county office, and a total of 12 people participated in the competition today.

There were quite a few onlookers, and many wondered who would be lucky enough to be the chef of the magistrate.

Based on past experience, only one or two people are selected at a time.

"Look, it's Chef Wang of Liujia Restaurant, and he's actually here to participate in the competition!"

"No, he's a chef in charge, and he's having a good life, why did he come to the competition at night."

"I heard that there are many people in the family, and the poll tax is too high, so I can't get by......"

"Shhhhhh

Song Cheng also came to the arena, holding a bottle of special seasoning given by Yeming in his hand, although he didn't know how effective it was, but since Yeming said that there was no problem, it must be no problem.

What Yeming gave him was bear bone powder, of course, after refining the medicinal effect, it only has the ability to increase the taste, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a special seasoning.

Song Cheng still wants to make a face, the so-called gentleman is far away from cooking, he put away the square scarf, didn't take it on his head, and prepared it behind a stove like other cooks.

Yeming was lying against the wall on the street corner in the distance, looking at the empty gourd, a little worried.

"You guy, you're not just trying to know the county's idea, right?"

Tear Ling lay beside him and whispered.

Ye Ming smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, the two rows of officials stood up, and the sound of gongs and drums was heard.

The first to appear were the local landlords and gentry, and they all came to cheer for the magistrate.

After these people were in place, they sat down, and finally the magistrate appeared.

This county magistrate is different from the imaginary fat head and big ears, he is actually very thin, I don't know where all the delicacies he eats have gone, and there is no effect at all.

On both sides of the county, followed by two masters, as well as an old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest's eye sockets were deep, and his face was a little sickly white, giving people a feeling of long-term insomnia.

Moreover, just looking at it, it makes people feel that this Taoist priest is not a serious Taoist priest.

When Tear Ling saw this person, she was originally lazy and lying on her stomach, and she became vigilant.

Seeing this, Yeming was a little surprised:

"You know him?"

"Know, not only know, but also lost a life at his hands."

Tear Ling looked at the old Taoist priest and seemed to evoke some kind of bad memory.

"He is a false Taoist, but he is actually an evil cultivator who cultivates evil skills.

Back then, he was haunted in Lingbi County, secretly killing people and killing demons, and used to cultivate evil skills, which was very powerful. ”

As she spoke, Tear Ling seemed to think of something:

"By the way, the cursed scarecrow of the family we met before is probably his handiwork."

Ye Ming listened to what Tear Ling said, opened his eyes, and looked at the sick old Taoist, no, evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator's sense was very keen, and after being observed by Ye Ming, he immediately looked over here.

But seeing only a blind beggar, a donkey, and a cat seemed nothing suspicious.

The evil cultivator glanced around again, silently getting closer to Zhixian.

"It's okay, my breath has changed a lot now, and he hasn't seen my original form, so he doesn't recognize me."

Tear Ling said a little scared.

Yeming doesn't care:

"What about recognizing it?"

"Recognize it and ......"

Tear Ling suddenly paused, yes, this is the big devil next to him, why should he be afraid of this evil cultivator?

After figuring this out, Tear Ling felt much more at ease.

I didn't expect this old devil to give himself a sense of security one day.

At this time, the magistrate also walked to the stage, first sat on the main seat, and after a few words, he announced the start of the game.

In fact, the local gentry were not very interested in the competition, and they all came to compliment the magistrate, and several landlords and gentry talked happily with the magistrate.

The 12 chefs who participated in the competition all started their cooking demonstrations.

Soon, everyone smelled bursts of fragrance, and the most attractive of them were Chef Wang and Song Cheng, the heads of Liujia Restaurant.

One relies on strength, and the other relies on cheating.

At first, those landlords and gentry didn't care much about the so-called competition, and only thought about the relationship with the magistrate.

But after smelling the fragrance of these two dishes, they were all aroused.

The onlookers also became hungry unconsciously, and many of them even drooled from the corners of their mouths.

As a gourmet, he can see at a glance that Chef Wang's dishes are better in color and craftsmanship, but in terms of taste, Song Cheng's dishes are definitely better.

The evil cultivators on the side didn't care about this, and they were still observing where the peeping gaze just now came from.

I looked for a half-sound, but there was no movement, and I felt a little strange.

Is it really that I am too suspicious?

As an evil cultivator who couldn't see the light, he also knew that he was a little suspicious.

But people like them can't live without suspicion.

"He's not going to find us, is he?"

Tear Ling looked at Yeming and asked.

Yeming looked at the empty gourd there and sighed, not answering Tearling's question at all.

Seeing this, Tear Ling stopped asking.

Soon, the chefs' dishes were ready one by one.

First of all, the two masters around Zhixian stepped forward to try it, and they also took on the role of testing drugs.

After eating all the dishes, the two masters looked at the dishes made by Song Cheng with a little unfinished.

Although his dishes don't look very good, the taste is so good that people can't help but want to taste more.

Seeing that the two masters were fine, the magistrate was also relieved, and went straight to the dishes made by Song Cheng, holding them up to taste them......

It is no surprise that Song Cheng's dish won the appreciation of the magistrate and became the winner of this competition.

In addition, Chef Wang was also selected, and his task was to teach Song Cheng to make dishes that looked good.

As for the others, back and forth.

After the game, Song Cheng was taken directly to the county government's back kitchen because there was nothing here, and was told that he would eat and live here in the future.

When he arrived at the back kitchen of the county office, Song Cheng was in trouble, he didn't know how to contact Yeming, and the county government was not allowed to enter and leave at will, especially for a new cook like him.

There are also a few good cooks in the county government, and when they saw the newcomer, they all said that they wanted to learn cooking skills with him.

Song Cheng couldn't shirk it, so he had to show his hand again.

After convincing this group of chefs, Song Cheng couldn't contact Yeming, he was a little impatient, and he was restless in his residence.

Suddenly, Song Cheng felt a surge of sleepiness, and couldn't help but lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

In his dream, he saw the nightlight.

"Mr. Yang?"

Song Cheng looked at the emptiness around him, only him and Yeming were here, clearly realizing that he was dreaming.

Ye Ming said with a smile: "Old Song, the first thing is to help me pour all the monkey wine from the county government into the gourd." ”

With that, the night light disappeared.

Song Cheng thought about asking something more, but found that he had woken up.

When I was wondering that the dream just now was extremely clear and real, I felt something on my face, and when I looked sideways, it was the gourd hanging from Yeming's waist, and I don't know when it appeared next to his bed.

"Chef Song, the magistrate has explained, I want to eat the dishes you made for dinner, hurry up and go to the stove room."

A cook shouted outside the house.

Song Cheng responded, hid the gourd in his arms, and went out a little bit like a thief.

Outside the county office, Tear Ling jumped down from the courtyard wall:

"There is an official guard in the county office, and I can't enter, so the evil cultivator should have the trust of the county magistrate and can come and go freely."

Hearing this, Ye Ming nodded:

"Got it."

"What are you going to do with him?"

"Why should I deal with him?"

"Why don't you deal with him here?"

"Just look at the situation."

Yeming pointed in the direction of the county god's temple,

"You go and inform the local city god, and say that there is an evil cultivator hiding in the county office, let them take care of it themselves."

"I'm going?"

"Is it me?"

"But I ......"

"You don't have any evil power in your body now, you're just an ordinary neutral monster, and it's a normal thing to report evil cultivation to Chenghuang."

“...... That's right. ”

Tear Ling also reacted, after all, she had been targeted by the city god for a long time before, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid their existence.

But if you think about it, Luminary's method is completely feasible.

The thought of being able to go to the City God Temple to complain in person seems to be very exciting.

After figuring it out, Tear Ling went towards the City God Temple with a little excitement......

After Song Cheng finished dinner, he was fine for the time being, and thinking of the task assigned by Yeming, he walked around under the pretext of being familiar with the backyard.

The place where the monkey wine was stored was easy to find, and the door was not locked, just open, and no one would think that anyone would dare to enter the county office to steal things.

That kind of thing basically only appears in the drama.

At this time, it was not long after dark, and everyone had basically not slept yet, so Song Cheng did not dare to act immediately, so he went to other rooms to see.

In the next room, as soon as Song Cheng entered the door, he saw a bunch of large jars, in which monkeys were fixed, and several cooks were shaving the hair on the monkeys' heads with razors, and there were several monkeys over there who had their heads shaved.

These monkeys are all alive, and some of them have a thirst for life in their eyes.

Seeing this, Song Cheng couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and asked:

"What is this doing?"

A chef shaved the monkey's head and said:

"Prepare the monkey brain."

"Alive?"

"That's right, the magistrate likes to eat live monkey brains, you have to shave the hair on your head first, and then scald the monkey's head with boiling water, and when the monkey can't stand it, then pry open the monkey's skull and scoop it with a spoon to eat.

By the way, you have to mix a little more sugar, you go and help get some sugar, and the county magistrate will eat it for supper in a while. ”

The chef is speaking and doing it, and his movements are very fluent.

Seeing that Song Cheng was stunned and didn't move, the chef urged:

"What are you doing there, go get candy!

New here, don't think that the magistrate appreciates you, so you can not listen to the old man.

Whoever of us here has not been praised for their cooking skills, and the adults will only be hot for you for a few days!

If you know each other, you can hurry up and get candy, delaying the adult's supper, and everyone can't afford to eat it! ”

When Song Cheng heard this, he turned around and went out.

Seeing this, several chefs didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to be busy with the things at hand.

After a while, Song Cheng returned.

The chef at the head lowered his head and concentrated on dealing with the monkey, without looking at Song Cheng, and said:

"Just put the candy on the table over there, and carry it with the monkey in a moment."

As he spoke, the chef sensed that something was wrong, and judging from the shadow on the ground under the lamplight, Song Cheng was not holding sugar, but a wooden stick!

As soon as the chef turned around, he was beaten on the door by Song Cheng with a stick.

This time, Song Cheng had enough strength, and the chef who hit him directly fainted to the ground.

Several other chefs were shocked, and when they saw Song Cheng committing murder, they all picked up the kitchen utensils in their hands and wanted to attack Song Cheng.

But Song Cheng had already expected it, so he specially chose a long stick.

Several cooks couldn't get close, and they were knocked over by Song Cheng one by one.

There was a cook who threw out the knife in his hand, which was dodged by Song Cheng.

After knocking over the last cook, Song Cheng was still a little nervous, afraid that some of them would pretend to be unconscious, so he took the stick and slammed it on the back of each person's head.

After confirming that everyone was faint, Song Cheng lifted the monkeys out of the water tank one by one and untied them.

The monkeys knew that Song Cheng was saving them and did not resist.

After rescuing all the monkeys, Song Cheng was in trouble.

I can't get out of the county office!

The county government also has a rotation of officials at night, and he is not as good as a three-legged cat, which is the opponent of the officials?

For a while, Song Cheng felt that his actions were a little anxious.

Just when he was anxious and didn't know what to do, he found a "blind man" dressed in shabby clothes who appeared in the backyard at some point, still holding a wine jar in his hand, and was pouring monkey wine into the gourd on the stone table.

Seeing that it was Yeming, Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, saw the gourd, sensed the problem, and touched the position of his chest, and the gourd that he had stored close to him did not know when it returned to Yeming's hands.

"Mr. Yang, you're here, take me and the monkeys away."

"Don't worry, help me pour all the wine into the gourd first, and there will be a good show to watch in a while!"

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