Start with the script killing shop

The express delivery was faster than Jiang Qi expected. As soon as Jiang Qi arrived at the store door and was about to open the door, the courier boy arrived.

"Is this Mr. Jiang Qi? Please sign for your local express delivery." The courier boy took a courier box as big as two stacked encyclopedias and a sack from the courier truck and handed it to Jiang Qi. I glanced at the store name curiously.

Among the many small restaurants whose signboards are hard to see clearly, the signboard of Galaxy Script Club is undoubtedly the brightest star in the alley.

"You run a script-killing shop, right?" the courier boy asked one more question.

"right."

"Your store is really out of the way. It's hidden in an alley. Other script-killing shops are open on the street or in office buildings."

"The rent here is cheap." Jiang Qi said vaguely, weighing the weight of the box in his hand, which was estimated to be three or four kilograms.

It is indeed a 6-30 person book, and its weight alone is far superior to other books.

The courier boy muttered something strange about rich people these days, and rode off on a small courier truck. Jiang Qi pushed open the door and entered the store, and couldn't wait to start unpacking the express delivery.

Naturally, what was in the express box was this box, but what was in the sack was a bit confusing to Jiang Qi.

A pot, an induction cooker and thirty pairs of dishes.

The bowl is not a small bowl, but a wide-mouthed brown noodle bowl like those in costume dramas.

This box is relatively normal, with a fancy cover. When you open it, it is filled with character books. Each book is very thin and contains only three or four sheets of paper. Jiang Qi counted carefully, there were 30 character books and a host manual that was thicker than the 30 character books combined.

There are 30 character books, 15 men and 15 women. The vertical paintings are all exquisite. There are young children who look only eight or nine years old, and middle-aged men with a big belly. They are all wearing ancient costumes. It is obvious that this is a book with an ancient background.

So what’s the point of having an induction cooker among the props of a book with an ancient background?

Jiang Qi told Old John not to touch the contents of the sack while he carried the box upstairs and found a quiet and well-lit room to read the book quietly.

He randomly took out a character book about a young girl named Wei Ruyue and opened it.

‘Your name is Wei Ruyue, and you are the only heir to the Wei Family Restaurant in Quzhou. ’

The next second, Jiang Qi felt a flash of white light, and the surroundings became very lively.

"Hey, there are so many contestants in this Chef God Competition!"

"No, haven't you heard? This time Weixianlou suddenly held the Kitchen God Competition because the Master of the Kitchen God wanted to choose a successor, otherwise there would be so many people participating. Look, even children as old as eight or nine came. Now, can he hold the pot?"

"Look there! Feng Tian, ​​the apprentice of the chef at Huaijiang House in Linjiang Prefecture, I didn't expect him to be here."

Jiang Qi turned around and found that there were people standing behind him.

There are both men and women, old and young. There are nobles in bright clothes, coolies with bare hands and feet in short coats, ordinary poor people in coarse linen clothes, and girls and women wearing thin veils who want to come out to watch the fun. There are even some hugging people. The toddler in his arms was waving his little hands in the air excitedly.

Jiang Qi has already experienced the world of script killing for the second time. Although this time he came in after only reading the beginning and didn't even know the background of the story, it didn't stop him from squeezing into the crowd to get information.

Anyway, to these people, they are just air.

After listening to the eldest brother in the front row who was happy to share gossip for a long time, Jiang Qi roughly understood what was going on.

The place where everyone is is Taiping Town. Taiping Town was originally just an ordinary little-known town. Six years ago, a new restaurant opened in the town, named Weixianlou. Weixianlou only opened at noon, and the business hours were also very strange. It was only open before meals, and gradually developed to only receive three customers a day.

It just happens that it is such a restaurant. Whether they are dignitaries or poor people, every guest who has entered Wei Xian Lou is full of praise for it.

Gradually, the reputation of Wei Xian Lou spread. Because no one had ever seen the true face of the owner of Wei Xian Lou, some people began to say that he was the God of Cooking. His reputation was so miraculous that every year many chefs came here to learn from him. The boss of Weixianlou couldn't bear the disturbance, so he held a competition for the God of Cooking to select his successor.

Anyone who passed the first round of competitions can participate in this final selection. God of Cooking is about to recruit apprentices. Qualified chefs from all over Jiuzhou came to participate in the competition after receiving the news. In the end, 30 contestants present were selected to compete for the apprenticeship of God of Cooking. Location.

Jiang Qi shuttled through the entire competition venue. Although this was an ancient background, both the name of the competition and the venue were very modern.

The legendary chef God built a circle of open space behind Weixian Tower and hired people to build 30 earthen stoves on the open space for 30 contestants to compete in the open air. The outside of the competition venue was surrounded by a circle of short stones. The audience could only watch from the outside of the stone. The 30 contestants stood nervously in front of their respective stoves, waiting for the chef god to appear and announce the start of the competition.

Taiping Town is not big, with only tens of thousands of permanent residents. Not many people can come and watch when they have time. Most of the people outside the circle who watch the excitement are people who come from other places to see what the legendary chef looks like. I don't know much about the situation in the town. After wandering around for a long time, Jiang Qi finally chose to stay next to a local brother who talked a lot, listening to the commentary and watching the game.

Vendors were already selling candied haws, melon seeds and herbal tea on the outermost edge. Many wealthy children asked their servants to buy them, and for a while the melon seed peels were vomited all over the floor. There are also nearby residents who rent out small benches for 10 cents each. They are called business geniuses.

Just when Jiang Qi was listening to his elder brother talking about the famous people who have come to Weixian Tower over the years, the gongs and drums sounded, and the originally lively competition scene like a temple fair suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the place where the gongs sounded.

A man who looked to be in his early forties, middle-aged and wealthy, dressed in luxurious silks and satins, and looked very friendly stood with a smile on his face next to the gongs and drums, holding a gong stick in his hand.

"Huang Yuanwai!" Many people present recognized him.

The elder brother who was watching immediately started to explain: "This Huang Yuanwai is a well-known philanthropist in our Taiping Town. He runs the charity hall in the town. If there is a disaster, the rent will be reduced, and he will also give soup and medicine. Our town Everyone here is thinking about his kindness. I didn’t expect that he would be supervising the competition today. Also, the God of Cooking is a god in the sky, how could he let us mortals see it at will."

Jiang Qi:......

Co-author: You really believe in the legend that the boss of Weixianlou is a god.

"Everyone." Huang Yuanwai said loudly.

He is strong and strong, and his voice is very penetrating. Without the help of a loudspeaker, his voice standing in the field and shouting can actually be heard clearly by everyone present.

"Today is the day for the final selection of the God of Cooking Competition. The 30 chefs present are all those who have come from afar and passed the test of the God of Cooking to participate in the final selection. I, Huang Fugui, am a squire from Taiping Town. I have some spare money at home. He also has a reputation in the town, and he likes to get involved in interesting things like this."

"It is inconvenient for Mr. Chef God to come forward, so I will preside over today's final selection. Mr. Chef God is so fond of me, Mr. Huang, so naturally I can't live up to his expectations. The final selection will begin after half a stick of incense. I will announce the final topic, and I hope you will wait patiently."

As soon as Huang Fugui finished speaking, a young man in his twenties among the contestants asked loudly: "Mr. Huang, you will host the competition, what about the selection?"

"Of course it's Mr. Chef God." Huang Fugui said with a smile, "He knows everything about the situation on the court."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became anxious.

Some were calm and composed, some took out their kitchen knives and wiped them in the sun, some quietly looked around to find out where the God of Cooking was, and some were staring at the stove in a distracted manner.

30 players, 30 states.

When the time for half a stick of incense was up, Huang Fugui struck the gong again and announced loudly.

"Everyone, the final topic this time is no title. You just need to make your own dishes based on the ingredients provided. The time is limited to 4 sticks of incense. The ingredients are in the box at your feet."

"Now I announce that the Kitchen God Competition will begin!"

Huang Fugui struck the gong again, and amidst the loud sound of the gong, the boy behind Huang Fugui silently lit a stick of incense.

The smoke of the incense quickly dissipated in the sunshine, and the 30 contestants all opened the box at their feet. Inside was a box full of fresh ingredients.

3 pieces of tofu, 2 cucumbers, 3 tomatoes, 4 sweet potatoes, 6 small potatoes, 1 slice each of winter melon and pumpkin, 2 carrots, 1 Chinese cabbage, 1 handful of green vegetables, 1 handful of bean sprouts, some wild vegetables of various colors, flour 1 bag, 1 small bag of various spices, 6 eggs, 12 dried fish, 1 can of chicken soup, 1 can of milk, 1 each of tied live chicken, duck and goose, 1 piece of fresh pork, beef and mutton, per person The parts are all different and they should come from the same pig, cow or sheep, just like opening a blind box.

As for seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, they have been placed by the stove for a long time.

Although he didn't understand what kind of parallel ancient times could produce so many varieties of vegetables at the same time without greenhouse technology, Jiang Qi saw that the reactions of the players on the field were normal and did not find it strange.

Most of the contestants are thinking about what to cook, but a few have already started to cook.

Jiang Qi also walked to the competition circle, ready to see up close how the players competed.