"Xiaoya, follow me to meet the second shopkeeper!" In the early morning of the second day, Bai Ya was dragged away by the fat chef as soon as he entered the kitchen.

The two of them came to the attic on the top floor of the restaurant, where an old shopkeeper with a thin figure and a wisp of mouse whiskers on his chin had been waiting for a long time.

"Xiao Ya, are you still used to living in the restaurant these days?" The second shopkeeper looked at Bai Ya with a professional smile on his face.

"It's okay!" Bai Ya didn't know the intentions of these two people, and his wooden face was like gold.

However, these two people don't care. Before Bai Ya entered the restaurant, he had already explained that he had a disease on his face, and he had this expression in front of anyone.

"Lao Cai said that your knife skills are quite good, and you are also very diligent, are you willing to exchange a five-year long contract with the restaurant?" The second shopkeeper paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, directly explaining the purpose of calling Bai Ya over.

"After signing a long deed, may you let the restaurant guarantee and obtain an official household registration?" Bai Ya's eyes lit up, this was a good opportunity, with an official household registration, he would be able to use the teleportation talisman array to leave Liangzhou City.

"This ...... Not yet!" The second shopkeeper was a little embarrassed on his face, and waved his hand to explain, "There is a hard and fast rule in the Liangzhou Mansion that if outsiders want to obtain the status of Qin Min, they must settle in Liangzhou City for at least three years!

"Then there is no need!" Bai Ya shook his head and declined.

Whether he signs a long deed or not, he will not stay in Liangzhou City for several years. But signing a long-term contract meant that he couldn't change jobs, and tied himself to death in a drunken restaurant, which virtually reduced the opportunity to obtain an official household registration through informal means.

It's not that he doesn't believe the government regulations that the second shopkeeper said, but that he has seen a lot of things that the regulations are not as good as those set by people before. Although this world is not his world, this aspect is the same.

Drunk tonight is just a medium-sized restaurant, and his strength is not enough, if the owner he is working for now has an official background, it may not be able to get him an official household registration in advance.

Seeing that Baiya didn't enter, the second shopkeeper finally got impatient, waved him away, and left the fat chef alone to talk for a while.

Bai Ya didn't care about this, he was not like other laborers who were penniless and could only rely on the owners who hired people. Originally, after he entered Liangzhou City, he could no longer pay attention to the contract. It's just that he found that working in a restaurant didn't hinder him, so he never left.

In the kitchen, you can practice knives, you can practice leg skills when you run away, and you can practice the Five Broken Tiger Claws and King Kong Mudra after the work is completed. Because these martial arts are all external skills, exceeding the limit will hurt the body, so the job of the restaurant does not delay the practice.

What's more, the restaurant is a place where the three religions and nine streams converge, you can collect all kinds of information, and you don't have to worry about food and accommodation, so why slip away and make trouble for yourself!

If it weren't for Bai Ya's heavy trust, he would always be worried about going to Hanzhong County. He didn't mind staying in Liangzhou City for a few years, waiting for this body to grow up and achieve a few external skills before going out.

At least compared to Shiyangji, which is full of wind and sand and has a harsh environment, Liangzhou City is already a paradise.

However, after the work was stopped in the evening, the fat chef Lao Cai called Baiya again.

"Xiaoya, in fact, the second shopkeeper is looking for you today, it is my request!" Lao Cai rubbed his fat hands, considered it and said, "Because I need you in three days...... Come with me to a contest!"

"Competition?" Bai Ya's eyes showed a hint of confusion, but Lao Cai quickly explained it to him.

It turns out that most of the famous restaurants in the eastern district of Liangzhou City are concentrated in East Street, where a time-honored traditional show is held here every year at this time of year - the cooking competition!

The large and medium-sized restaurants on East Street will each have a chef and a helper chef in Jiekou Square tomorrow to produce the main dishes that will be launched by the restaurants on the spot. The chefs will try to make as many new dishes as possible within three hours, and invite the neighbors and spectators who come to enjoy it at half price.

However, the purpose of the cooking competition is not to win the first place, but to promote the new dishes launched by the restaurants every year, and the second is to enhance the reputation and performance of the restaurant with the help of the good reputation formed by the competition.

This kind of cooking competition is the most clear and transparent, because the audience is basically familiar neighbors, and it is difficult to cheat. If a restaurant has a very good menu, it will definitely sell the most in three hours.

Therefore, even if some people just watch and don't eat, they can learn which dishes are the most popular based on the number of plates. This kind of word-of-mouth that spreads on the same day will often bring a lot of profits to this restaurant in the next period of time.

Because the chefs of the restaurants have their own unique skills, and the tastes of the audience are not the same, there are often many dishes that are very popular, and the speed of production becomes the key.

Of course, restaurants don't let the chef make simple dishes such as cold cuts and side dishes just because of speed. No matter how delicate a bowl of fried rice is, it can't be sold for a hundred dollars, but a plate of meat dishes is often a few taels of silver, and the profit margin is much higher.

However, there are only two chefs and assistant chefs in each restaurant, and they must also handle the ingredients on site to prevent cheating, so the division of labor between these two people has become the key.

In addition, it takes a certain amount of time for the dishes to come out, so in order to attract the audience firmly to the front of the stall, the chef's cooking skills are important, and the knife skills of the assistant chef are also important.

If the assistant chef has a fast and steady gorgeous knife work, then it not only attracts the eyeballs, whets the audience's appetite, but also helps the chef process as many ingredients as possible.

Hearing this, Bai Ya understood why the second shopkeeper wanted to change his long contract today, he was afraid that he would show his knife skills in the cooking ring, and he would be pulled away by other restaurants in a year.

"Well, I know, as long as it doesn't exceed the working hours, the chef can be dispatched at will!" Bai Ya was a little speechless, casually agreed, and turned to leave.

He has no interest in any cooking scene, anyway, the protagonist is a fat chef, not him. In fact, compared with the other cooks who are drunk tonight, the only advantage is that the knife is fast, and when it comes to juggling-like knife skills, it may not be possible to compare with others.

"Hehe, with the help of Xiaoya's quick knife, I will definitely be able to win those old guys this time!" the fat chef grinned, he was very confident in his cooking skills, but he was too fat, it was too hard to turn around, and he was a little slow to process the ingredients.

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On the day of the cooking ring, Bai Ya followed the fat chef to Dongjiekou Square, and was immediately startled by the crowd outside the ring, he really didn't expect that this cooking ring could attract so many neighborhood audiences.

At this time, a huge wooden platform has been erected in the center of the square, the wooden platform is only one meter above the ground, in front of which are various kitchen utensils and stoves, and the back is full of ingredients packed with baskets and large pots, and there are more than 20 beautiful women dressed up around the emcee.

They are the most beautiful welcomes in the restaurants, with the signs of the major restaurants embroidered on their chests, and during the competition, they are responsible for delivering the cooked dishes to the audience and handing them to the guests who pay for the tasting.

This is also a small way for restaurants to attract diners!

"Xiaoya, you move your hands and feet, and you will process the meat first, although the guy in the restaurant has already put some ice cubes in the basin, but it will definitely affect the taste after a long time. Lao Cai instructed with some nagging.

"Hmm!" Bai Ya glanced at the crowd in the audience, and felt a rare hint of nervousness, he was just an otaku before and had never worked in full view of everyone.

The cooks of all the restaurants soon arrived, and nine of these ten people had fat waists, and two of them had waists larger than Lao Cai.

And the kitchen knife workers like Bai Ya all look lean and capable, unlike the usual ones in the restaurant, they don't have any helpers this time. If you are as obese as the chef, regardless of your knife skills, you will not have the physical strength to carry the ingredients back and forth in the first place.

With the sound of a gong, the annual cooking competition of Liangzhou Chengdong Street finally kicked off!

As soon as the gong fell, the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board was already sounding, and the chefs were not idle, lighting a fire and boiling the pot in the audience's expectant applause.

"Whoosh~~" As soon as Bai Ya picked up the knife, his attention began to be highly concentrated, and patches of snow-white knife light spilled out from his hands, so fast that he couldn't see the entity of his arm at all.

The knife he uses today is not a kitchen knife in a restaurant, but his own short knife. Usually in the restaurant, Lao Cai takes good care of him, and at this time, he naturally wants to repay the fat chef.

"Xiaoya~~ Attention!" As Bai Ya finished cutting a pile of dried meat, there was a reminder from the restaurant guy next to him.

The guys in the four restaurants were waiting with a whole fan of pork ribs, and as Bai Ya nodded slightly, he shouted in unison and threw the pork ribs into the air.

No one other than the assistant chef is allowed on stage, but in order to fill the gap before the dish is out of the pot and prevent the audience from leaving due to boredom, the assistant chef is specially allowed to perform a knife work performance.

There are many restaurants in the bustling Liangzhou City, and there are countless cooks with excellent knife skills.

There are more than 20 knife workers on this stage, among them, some people can carve a radish into a lifelike white dragon with a knife in an instant, some can cut vegetables with ice blades, and some people can perform fire-breathing performances while cutting vegetables.

Compared to these people, Bai Ya's fast knife is not very outstanding, so now there is this scene.

Bai Ya tilted his head slightly to look at the flying meat chops, jumped up on his toes to meet him, and the short knife in his hand turned into a snowy sword, flashing through the middle of the meat chops like lightning.

The meat steak in the air seemed to have no change, until it flew a distance again, and then suddenly turned into countless pieces of meat and fell into several cauldrons placed on the stove, which attracted the audience to marvel again and again, bringing a large number of applause, and successfully attracting the attention of a group of people.

"Oh~" A young man in the crowd wearing a hat and a green robe saw the knife of Bai Ya, and suddenly raised his head slightly, and a pair of eyes like eagles and falcons under the hat stared at Bai Ya.

After thinking about it, he took out a booklet from his bosom and flipped through it casually, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

On this page of the booklet, there is a sketch of the head that resembles a white cliff, and there is a small text written at the bottom, and the first sentence is: "Shiyangji, the inn house, the surname Bai, the background is unknown, on the 20th of this month, he killed the owner of the Black Tiger Village and the knife maker Tao Yan of the Peach Casting House, and his whereabouts are unknown today!"