The next day, in the hotel.

Jiang Wantong hurriedly dressed and complained about Zhang Dachuan with disgust:

"It's all your fault, it's half past ten now, and neither of us have gone out yet."

"Today is the first day of Xiushan pork's listing, what if the sales are not good, what can you do."

Zhang Dachuan looked at her with a smile and touched up her makeup, and said with confidence:

"Don't worry, if we don't show up, today's pork will be bought."

Jiang Wantong gave him a blank look and pulled him out in a hurry.

The two didn't even have time to have breakfast, so they drove to the Jinglong Hotel.

Even so, by the time we arrived at the scene, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the Jinglong Hotel had already opened for business.

I saw that on both sides of Jinglong Hotel, there were huge posters of the kitchen god Jiang Wantong;

On the door of the hotel, there is a long red banner with twelve golden characters on it: Xiushan pork, recommended by the kitchen god, and sold exclusively in this store!

Not only that, in the open space in front of the hotel, there is also a box-type advertising car parked, and the electronic screen on the side of the advertising car is playing the picture of Jiang Wantong winning the award over and over again.

And the owner of the hotel, Liu Jinglong, himself personally dressed up in battle, stood on the front steps, and introduced Xiushan pork to the people around him with a loudspeaker.

In order to win the first battle today, Liu Jinglong can be said to have filled all the publicity.

Countless people were attracted by Liu Jinglong's propaganda slogans, and they were gathering around at the moment, asking Liu Jinglong loudly and anxiously:

"Does your restaurant really sell Xiushan pork? It can't be fake, right? ”

"I want to buy Xiushan pork, hurry up and sell me!"

Liu Jinglong patiently answered people's questions and said affirmatively:

"Of course it's true, I won't joke with the reputation of my restaurant, Xiushan pork is currently only sold in my store, and what is sold elsewhere is fake."

Someone immediately questioned:

"Chef Jiang really works in your restaurant? Can you get her out? If so, why don't I show up now? ”

Seeing this, Jiang Wantong hurriedly opened the car door and jumped out:

"I'm here!"

She said as she walked forward.

When everyone heard this, they immediately turned around, and they all recognized Jiang Wantong, and suddenly let out a burst of exclamation:

"It's really the god of Jiang Kitchen!"

"Chef Jiang is here, she's really here."

"It seems that what this boss said is true."

Seeing this, Liu Jinglong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and took advantage of the situation to loudly promote:

"Everyone, Xiushan pork is the first day on the market today, we will engage in a three-day preferential activity, during the event, Xiushan pork is 50% off to try, and each person is limited to half a catty, I hope everyone will have more support."

As early as yesterday, after the end of the game, Zhang Dachuan had already called back to the village and asked Wu Runyuan to prepare twenty pigs for slaughter, and Liu Jinglong sent Wang Xun to bring Bailong City from Xiushan Village overnight.

With Jiang Wantong's platform, and the reputation and suspense created by the Chef God Competition, the people who came to the scene today were all full of expectations for Xiushan pork, so as soon as Liu Jinglong finished speaking, they immediately rushed towards the hotel.

Soon, the hall was crowded with people, and everyone didn't order any dishes, so they asked to taste Xiushan pork by name, and the kitchen was busy.

Zhang Dachuan originally wanted to follow in and join in the fun, but it was too crowded inside, and he couldn't get in at all, so he had to hurriedly wave his hand with Jiang Wantong before planning to leave.

However, as soon as he walked up to his car, he saw a black Audi A8 parked next to it.

It was none other than Xu Zhongmin and his granddaughter Xu Jiaying who got out of the car.

Zhang Dachuan smiled dumbly, this old man is really impatient.

On the way here, he had just told Xu Jinnuo, the director of the TV station, the address of the Jinglong Hotel, and it was not half an hour before Xu Zhongmin arrived.

Zhang Dachuan put away the car keys and walked over to the two with a smile:

"Hello old man, you're here so soon."

Xu Zhongmin stood firm under the support of his granddaughter, patted his stomach and said with a smile:

"There's no way, I'm in a hurry, I'm forced by it."

After speaking, he solemnly thanked Zhang Dachuan:

"Little Divine Doctor, thank you so much, thank you for letting me eat such delicious things."

Zhang Dachuan waved his hand and smiled:

"The old man is polite, I want to thank you for speaking up yesterday."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but Xu Jiaying next to her had a cold face and stared at Zhang Dachuan with an unkind expression.

When Xu Zhongmin entered the store, Xu Jiaying stopped Zhang Dachuan and asked coldly:

"The surname is Zhang, using dietary therapy to treat anorexia, do you think I will believe this kind of nonsense?"

"Let me tell you, if my grandfather has three long and two short, I, Xu Jiaying, will never let you go!"

Zhang Dachuan glanced at her disdainfully:

"It doesn't matter to me believe it or not."

After that, he drove away, and the angry Xu Jiaying stomped his feet.

When she walked into the Jinglong Hotel depressedly, she was surprised to find that the entire hall was already full of people, and they no longer had seats.

Xu Jiaying grabbed a waiter and asked for a seat, but the latter was busy with his feet and could only apologize:

"I'm really sorry, there are too many people today, and there is no way to vacate a separate table, if you don't mind, you can share a table with those over there."

When Xu Jiaying heard this, she suddenly became more and more unhappy.

What is the identity of her and her grandfather, and how have they ever been so angry?

In the past, people were invited to go out to eat, and the best quality service in the most high-end box was served, but when I got here, I actually had to share a table with others!

Xu Jiaying said hatefully:

"That Zhang Dachuan is too much, I have to teach him a lesson next time I see him!"

Xu Zhongmin looked very open:

"This is very good, this shows that people have nothing to ask for from us, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Xu Jiaying disdainfully:

"That's because he doesn't know what to do."

"Today's meal, if I can't be satisfied, I'll smash his shop!"

Xu Zhongmin smiled dumbly, ignored her, and went to share a table with the guests over there.

Seeing this, Xu Jiaying was worried that something would happen to her grandfather, so she hurriedly followed.

Soon, the meal for the two was served.

Because today's business is too hot, and all of them eat Xiushan pork, so King Long Hotel only has the most traditional braised pork rice bowl at the moment, and does not support other forms of ordering.

The red pork and white rice have a different kind of beauty in their simplicity.

The air is filled with the unique fragrance of Xiushan pork, which is not greasy or greasy, but extremely attractive.

Xu Jiaying smelled such a smell for the first time, and she was surprised in her heart, but she was still stiff-mouthed:

"This fragrance is much lighter than Longxiang pork, what is there to brag about."

Xu Zhongmin couldn't wait to eat it, and smiled when he heard the words:

"You can taste it, and if it doesn't taste good, let it be eaten by grandpa."

When Xu Jiaying heard this, she muttered "I'll give it to you" while reluctantly taking a bite.

The next moment, her eyes widened, and she looked at the pork knuckle rice in front of her in disbelief.

How is this possible! How can there be such delicious braised pork in the world!

Xu Zhongmin asked with a smile:

"How's it going?"

Xu Jiaying came back to her senses and said stiffly:

"That's it, so-so."

Having said that, the chopsticks are like flying, and the fragrant cheeks of the food are bulging.

Seeing this, Xu Zhongmin smiled bitterly:

"You really don't know whose temper you follow."