After the exam, Jiang Yang walked out of the venue.

Yu Zhiyu was waiting in front of Jiangyang's car.

"Master, how did I behave just now?" Yu Zhiyu asked rubbed his hands.

Jiang Yang gave Yu Zhiyu a chestnut and cursed: "Are you stupid? Can the exam be kept in the way? Fortunately, I am here today, otherwise you will wait and go back in shame today!"

Yu Zhiyu covered her head and said, "Master, can't you keep the exam in a silence?"

Jiang Yang said angrily: "Are you nonsense? Others always tell their advantages as much as possible in the exam. They are not like you, but they are still kept indifferent."

"I'm thinking about it, just a bite." Yu Zhiyu said.

Jiang Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know how many dishes I have to taste in a day? Even if you only taste one bite of each dish, it will be a lot after accumulation. If you keep it in hiding, who would like to taste more?"

Yu Zhiyu nodded and understood that he almost failed the exam today.

After saying that, Jiang Yang suddenly laughed and said, "But you are still good. Although you have just passed the exam, you have only been learning to cook for more than half a year. From a chef who knows nothing to being able to pass the second-level chef exam, you are already very awesome."

Yu Zhiyu laughed: "Master, is it really?"

"Of course, let's go, I'll take you back." Jiang Yang smiled.

Yu Zhiyu touched her head and smiled brightly.

Being able to become a second-level chef this time is a qualitative change for Yu Zhiyu.

It was at this time that Yu Zhiyu really wanted to be a chef from the bottom of his heart. In the past, he was more of a competition with his father.

Jiang Yang didn't know this, but he knew that Yu Zhiyu worked hard every day, which was enough.

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The second-level chef exam was over, and Jiang Yang officially ended his career as a judge.

This time, the judge gave Jiang Yang an unprecedented experience. More importantly, Jiang Yang learned a lot from these chefs in the exam.

Jiang Yang is a master of cooking, but it does not mean that these chefs who are not even second-level chefs don’t have anything worth learning. On the contrary, they have many ideas that make Jiang Yang lit up. Of course, there are also some ridiculous ideas and creativity.

Brainstorming, a dish from birth to maturity is never a person's credit.

Without the job of the judges, Jiang Yang returned to his ordinary life.

Since Yu Zhiyu became a second-level chef, Jiang Yang has tried to let Yu Zhiyu take over the cooking work in some restaurants. In order not to ruin the brand, Jiang Yang sold the dishes cooked by Yu Zhiyu at another price. For the same dishes, Jiang Yang is more expensive here, and Yu Zhiyu cooks them much simpler.

The hotel is now open all day, and Jiangyang works for a short time, and most of the time it is Yu Zhiyu who cooks.

Jiang Yang taught Yu Zhiyu a few simple dishes to let Yu Zhiyu practice slowly. What he needs now is a lot of practice, but in comparison, the others are not that important.

On that day, Yu Zhiyu came to the store early to start working.

"Zhiyu, I want to go back to my hometown. It may take a few days. If I am not here during this period, you will watch the time open the door." Jiang Yang said.

Yu Zhiyu nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I know what's going on."

Yu Zhiyu could probably guess what Jiang Yang was doing when he went back to his hometown. Didn’t Jiang Yang propose to her some time ago, but now he is probably discussing marriage when he goes back.

Jiang Yang nodded, threw the car key to Yu Zhiyu and said, "You can drive the car."

Yu Zhiyu took it and nodded.

When I went back this time, Jiangyang drove Meng Wanqiu's car.

When they arrived at Meng Wanqiu's house, the Meng family had already packed up. Jiang Yang helped him carry his luggage to the garage and drove away.

The reason why I waited until now to my hometown in Jiangyang is largely because I was waiting for Meng Wanqiu. As the boss of a company, I didn’t have so much free time and was mostly busy with work. So I had long said I wanted to go to my hometown in Jiangyang, but I still waited for a long time before leaving.

After chatting all the way, everyone arrived at their hometown in Jiangyang.

Grandpa and uncle who received news from Jiangyang in advance had prepared a large table of delicious dishes and were waiting for Jiangyang and the others to arrive.

This time, Sister Xiaoyu rarely brought a man back. She looked steady and handsome. She guessed that she should be about the same age as Sister Xiaoyu.

When I was having dinner, I naturally laughed and laughed constantly, especially Grandpa and Grandpa Jiangyang, who were even more smiling.

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Yang Kaizhong was in a good mood when he walked on the street. He also felt like he was walking on the park and playing chess. It was actually quite good.

He has paid no attention to the recent news about the National Cooking Competition.

Yang Kaizhong's decision was made to show this kind of competition to the audience across the country, and it was his efforts to promote it. Now that Ren Pengcheng has not cancelled this after he took office, Yang Kaizhong was very pleased.

The Chefs Association has secrets, but he can't say it, at least he can't tell it to Ren Pengcheng now. After a few years, Ren Pengcheng will no longer think about other things, but will be the president wholeheartedly. Yang Kaizhong will naturally find him and tell him the secret that only the president of the Chefs Association is qualified to know.

As for whether Ren Pengcheng hates him or what, Yang Kaizhong will not care about so much. After all, if there is one day when Yang Kaizhong is about to be buried, he will naturally not care whether Ren Pengcheng hates him or not.

Yang Kaizhong hummed a little song and came to the park to play chess and chat with several familiar brothers.

Ren Pengcheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the news he received, and Yan Bo returned to China.

Ren Pengcheng couldn't help but think about Yan Bo's itinerary.

"Are you worried about Yan Bo returning to China at this time? But why did he meet so many cooking masters again? Is it because he is worried about me or has his plans changed?" Ren Pengcheng murmured to himself.

After reading for a while, Ren Pengcheng put down the information in his hand and sighed softly.

He had no choice but to walk one way to the black.

If you can't find a way to break through to a master of cooking, Ren Pengcheng's belief will collapse and he will become a chef who is no different from ordinary masters of cooking.

Therefore, he could only go all the way to the dark, and there was no way. He pursued things for his whole life and was unwilling to give up just like that.

Yan Bo was in a good mood. He visited many cooking masters along the way. Some were good and bad, some were moved by him, and some drove him out of the door.

The gains actually exceeded Yan Bo's expectations. He thought he could convince at most three cooking masters, but he had already convinced five of them so far.

Yan Bo did not use any special means, but directly opened the truth to tempt it. Things proved that this effect was the best.

I think so, these cooking masters are not old-fashioned. Too many twists and turns are useless. It is better to just tell the benefits and bring out the benefits.

Yan Bo looked at the list he wrote, and there were still one-third of the chefs who had not visited him, hoping to get good results.
Chapter completed!