Zhuang Li returned to Zhuangcheng, but she did not stay in the imperial capital for too long.

Ren Bao'e's affairs have become like this and there is no way to change them.

Zhuang Li returned to the fish farm where she built the city. Before she could enter, she saw Ren Bao'e standing outside.

"Master, where are you going?" Ren Bao'e asked.

"I'll go and relax." Zhuang Li said.

"Master, I'm sorry!" Ren Bao'e lowered her head and said.

Zhuang Li touched her head and said, "It's not your business, it's because of something else."

Ren Bao'e secretly glanced at Zhuang Li and did not ask why Zhuang Li was in a bad mood.

"Bao'e." Zhuang Li called out in a low voice.

"Master, what's wrong?" Ren Bao'e asked.

"From the future, let's live a good life in this fish farm." Zhuang Li said.

A trace of doubt flashed in Ren Bao'e's eyes, but she nodded.

"Um."

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Ren Pengcheng came to the place to discuss the next exchange competition.

At this moment, many people have sat here, and several of them are known to Ren Pengcheng.

"Is President Ren here?" a man sitting in the main seat said to Ren Pengcheng.

Ren Pengcheng nodded and then sat down in his seat.

"Then we have all the people, let's start talking about the serious business." The leader said, and everyone nodded.

"President Ren should often hold such competitions, and you have more experience in this regard. In this way, President Ren, you will first talk about the traditional competition methods. We will make some improvements in the traditional competition methods."

"Okay." Ren Pengcheng responded.

He had to come down. Although he didn't know how to hold these competitions, he participated in many competitions, so it was not a problem to say one, two, and three.

“This is how our traditional chef competition…”

As Ren Pengcheng said, everyone kept nodding or pondering.

Soon, Ren Pengcheng finished talking about traditional competitions.

"Everyone has finished listening, right? Then everyone has some ideas, and they all say it." said the person in charge.

"I think..." a man stood up and said his thoughts.

Soon, one by one, stood up and said his thoughts.

The following discussion passed in a flash. Finally, in the evening, the first version of the communication competition process was finally finalized.

Why is it the first edition?

Because this process has to be handed over to the Japanese representatives to see if there are any areas that need to be added or changed.

After the meeting, Ren Pengcheng rubbed his tired eyebrows and walked out. This kind of thing was even more uncomfortable for him than cooking a day's dishes. However, as the president of the Chefs Association, there were some things that could not be avoided.

Ren Pengcheng was walking when suddenly someone patted his shoulder behind him.

Ren Pengcheng looked back and saw that it was the one who was at the meeting before. He was also Ren Pengcheng's immediate boss.

"President Ren, the top leaders attach great importance to this exchange competition. The burden is a bit heavy, but I believe in your ability. The exchange competition will be held by the Chefs Association at that time. Your Chefs Association is more experienced in this regard. You must be beautiful and elegant, so that you can't let international friends laugh at it."

Ren Pengcheng listened, and after the man finished speaking, he said, "Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention."

"Well, okay. In this way, I can feel relieved." The man said and left directly.

Ren Pengcheng had a more headache. He had a premonition that he would leave the exchange competition to their Chef Association to handle, but after this was true, Ren Pengcheng decided to have a headache.

In fact, this exchange competition is handed over to the Chefs Association, which is a good thing for the Chefs Association. It can increase the authority of the Chefs Association.

But this matter is not a good thing for Ren Pengcheng. With this time, he might as well study the piece of paper left by the first president. What he pursues is nothing more than how to surpass the master of cooking skills.

This exchange competition will definitely occupy a large part of Ren Pengcheng's time. As the president, he has no way to escape this matter. He even needs to watch it in many places to avoid any mistakes.

With a slight sigh, Ren Pengcheng returned to the office of the Chefs Association.

He picked up the information about Ren Bao'e, thought about it, put it aside, but did not open it. Now he has no intention of paying attention to these things. The current matter is how to handle the exchange competition well.

Ren Pengcheng picked up a pen and a notebook, thought about it and started writing and drawing. He was doing planning and some planning for the exchange competition.

Although there may be changes in the future, we cannot wait until then to start planning, as this will make the work efficiency too low.

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Jiang Yang looked at the object in his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

"This thing..." Jiang Yang's tone was full of doubt. He felt that Zhou Wei was not as Zhou Wei said to him.

"Yangzi, this is a good thing. It is said to be a knife used by an imperial chef in the Qing Dynasty, and it was given by Emperor Qianlong! Look at the workmanship, it has been as bright as new as hundreds of years." This is what Zhou Wei and Jiang Yang said.

The problem is that no matter how Jiang Yang looks at it, it doesn’t look like a knife used by an imperial kitchen. The workmanship is too exaggerated. Both sides of the knife carve dragons and phoenixes are all embossed, and the workmanship is exquisite. As for whether it was a knife from hundreds of years ago, Jiang Yang didn’t know that he was not an expert in this field. But from a chef’s perspective, this knife is not in line with common sense! The carvings on both sides look good, but how to cut vegetables? For example, cut a piece of tofu, and after this knife, the tofu will be dispersed.

"How much?" Jiang Yang asked.

"Not much money, let's talk about what I gave it to you, so why are we talking about whether it's money or not?" Zhou Wei said.

Jiang Yang: I just want to see how much you have been cheated!

"How could I remember giving me this thing?" Jiang Yang asked casually put the "Imperial Kitchen Knife" aside.

"It's a coincidence that I suddenly saw this knife in the antique market yesterday and thought of you. So I bought it and gave it to you." Zhou Wei shrugged and said.

"When did you touch antiques? I remember you didn't seem to touch antiques before." Jiang Yang asked.

"People sometimes change. Recently, I suddenly became interested in antiques, so I went to learn it." Zhou Wei said.

"I heard that the antique industry is very deep, so you must not get stuck in it." Jiang Yang said.

"Don't worry, I always buy cheap ones, just to have fun," said Zhou Wei.

"Can this thing be withdrawn?" Jiang Yang asked.

Zhou Wei shook his head: "You can't retreat, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "Nothing."

He didn't want to discourage his friend's interest. Even if this "Imperial Kitchen Knife" was fake, it was his friend's wish.

"It's really not expensive?" Jiang Yang asked worriedly.

"It's really not expensive! Why do you ask so much? Besides, my dad has cut off my pocket money. Just relying on my little salary, do you think I can give you something expensive?" Zhou Wei rolled his eyes and said.

After saying this, Jiang Yang felt relieved. As long as there was not much money, it would be easy to say.

"Okay, I'll take that knife." Jiang Yang said.

"That's right, I'm like a sissy!" Zhou Wei said.

"Who are you talking about?"
Chapter completed!