In just one month, Zhang Ang's career was on the right track. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the original student cafeteria was placed under his management, and he carried out a drastic reform.

The student cafeteria has been renovated and turned into an upscale restaurant, with a beautiful environment and high-end dishes, which is dedicated to entertaining high-ranking nobles and college tutors and students. The lower cafeteria has been greatly expanded, turning into a huge fast food restaurant, and it is open to the public, and it is full all day long.

Coupled with the small afternoon tea tables among the flowers, and a group of food delivery people who deliver food all over the city, the canteen of the Rose Sword Academy is a real daily profit, and even the senior management of the academy was shocked and came to praise him several times.

There is only one thing that bothers Zhang Ang: he is always followed by a group of followers.

They were old and young, each holding a small notebook, followed Zhang Ang, recorded his words and deeds completely, and kept asking questions.

One of the most fanatical is Chef Pierre, who used to manage the student restaurant.

"Master Leon, why did you put the steak in the egg mixture?"

"Master Li Ang, do you have anything special about cutting the chicken breast into such small pieces?"

"Master Li Ang, why does this minced chicken become clear as soon as you put it in the soup?"

"Ah, Master Leon, what are you doing here, why are you looking at me with a knife, okay, I'll stay away. ”

"Master Li Ang, I beg you, you can accept me, as long as you accept me as a disciple, you are my master, I will respect and love you like my father, and I will support you in your old age. ”

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There are many other chefs, apprentices, and even more famous chefs who have opened their own shops, and everyone is very studious, never slacking off, and offering to help out.

In this way, in the hustle and bustle of the kitchen, the days passed.

On this day, Zhang Ang was busy in the back kitchen, and Miss Sophie broke in.

"Leon, come out for a moment. "Miss Sophie was straight to the point as soon as she came in.

Zhang Ang handed the spatula to Chef Pierre, who was standing on the side, and said to him, "You come and try, I'll go out first." ”

Then he followed Miss Sophie out of the cafeteria.

"Do you have the book I translated for you?" asked Miss Sophie.

"Yes, it's in my arms, what's wrong?" Zhang Ang was puzzled.

"Then come with me, let's go and appraise the boxing technique, and by the way, hand it over to the auction house. Miss Sophie explained.

"Isn't there a few days left for this auction? Zhang Ang asked

"What do you think the Paris auction is? It is a top auction specially sent by the royal family, which is only held once every three months, which piece of auction is not a rare treasure, the auction is of course to identify the auction goods, arrange the auction order, this is not a short time to complete, the auction of every treasure, is to go through a period of preparation and warm-up, not as simple as you think. Miss Sophie explained the basic mechanics of the auction.

"Then is my boxing technique precious?" Zhang Ang had never participated in an auction and did not know the market, so he had to ask Miss Sophie.

"From my point of view, it is indeed a supreme boxing technique, even very close to the peerless level, but really, it is still necessary for the appraisers of the auction to conduct a professional appraisal to know, I am good at swordsmanship, and I don't have a thorough understanding of boxing, but I think, at least, the reserve price will not be less than 2 million gold francs. Miss Sophie spoke her mind.

"Ah, I'm relieved. Zhang Ang let out a long breath and settled down.

A few days ago, Miss Sophie gave herself another 1.5 million gold francs, saying that it was the reward for "Finger Twisting Sword", so that with the "Seven Wounds Fist" in this auction, she can have nearly 5 million gold francs, so much money I don't know how many low-level martial arts I can buy, it's really exciting to think about.

It's still the small, carved carriage, or the elusive but silent coachman.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a tall and majestic palace.

"Could it be that the auction is held here?" Zhang Ang pointed to the majestic and gorgeous palaces, surprised.

"Of course, this is the Louvre, the exhibition hall of art, the temple of culture, the gathering place of artistic treasures of the whole of France. Do you think that the auction will sell some martial arts cheats, magic weapons or something? This work of art, precious cultural relics and jewelry is the main part of the auction!" Miss Sophie expressed disdain for Zhang Ang's ignorance.

"Okay, well, it's my first time in Paris, how do I know about this kind of thing? As he spoke, he and Miss Sophie walked into the magnificent palace.

Walking through a long corridor filled with elaborate frescoes, they entered a heavily guarded palace.

The palace was richly decorated, and the hall was very large, with a long procession of richly dressed nobles and shrewd warriors, some of them holding a beautiful wooden box, some holding something covered with black cloth, some carrying a large box, and some holding a small package tightly to their chests.

At the front of the line was a long square table, behind which sat a group of professional-looking appraisers, most of whom were very old and dressed in uniform and ornate dresses. Firm and authoritative words kept coming out of their mouths:

"This vase of yours is a fake, obviously, a recent imitation, not an antique from the Carolingian period, and you are good to go. Guards, please throw this liar out. ”

"Oh, you're a good sword, and you can see that you've put a lot of effort into building it. However, it still does not meet the standards of our auction, you can go, I think, in the arms market north of the city, it can be sold for a good price. ”

"Ah, there's something special about this necklace, let me take a closer look, it's clearly a treasure from the Plantagenet dynasty in England. Ah, this is your husband's spoils, oh, mourning, ma'am, and I am saddened by the passing of your husband. But I think 30,000 gold francs is the limit, well, we'll try to fetch it a higher price, don't worry, ma'am.

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An individual stepped forward, and one item after another was identified, some were happy, some were sad, some were ecstatic, and some were like ashes.

Miss Sophie didn't plan to wait in line for identification, she found one of the guards in the hall: "I'm Sophie from Count Marceau's house, we have an appointment with Master Taylor, may I ask where Master is." ”

"Oh, it's Miss Sophie, Master Taylor has specially ordered it, please come with me. ”

Down the stairs, the two followed the guards up to the second floor and stopped at the door of a room.

Walking into the room, there was only a gray-haired old man inside, and there was a table in front of him, and there was a nameplate on the table, which was engraved with the words "Vice President of the Royal Martial Arts Classics Management Committee".

"Master Taylor, I'm Sophie Marceau, and I've made an appointment with you, and we have a supreme fist that you need to testify. Miss Sophie said respectfully.

The old man didn't talk nonsense: "Oh, I know you, the little genius of the Rose Sword Academy, what kind of boxing technique, you might as well take it out, and let me, the old man, help you see it." ”

Miss Sophie patted Zhang Ang, and Zhang Ang hurriedly took out a book from his arms and handed it over respectfully.

"Oh? "The Top Boxing Techniques and Their Analysis of Seven Different Boxing Techniques Driven by Internal Force" is a new style of boxing, but I have never seen it before. The old man said with interest.