"Ding, the host's eggplant successfully restored the ancient dishes recorded in it, and improved and updated, surpassing the 'legend', which made the first contemporary divine chef, Mr. Hu, impressed..."

Grandpa Hu was actually impressed by me?

Zhou Dong quietly looked at Chu Hu, who looked calm on the surface, and felt a little strange.

Sure enough, a chef like Grandpa Hu is increasingly proud of himself. Even if he is impressed, he will still be calm on the surface, thinking that he can't see anything, but unfortunately he didn't expect that he has a system...

"Ding, the host gathered three divine chefs one after another, and they were all impressed by the host. The conditions for the chef-level recipe task have been met. Please receive the recipe treasure chest."

As the system sounded, a golden treasure chest appeared in front of Zhou Dong.

"Cook God's Recipe?"

Zhou Dong's heart moved, and Grandpa Hu's wish and the responsibilities he had to bear for Grandpa Hu were heard.

Chinese food finally has a bright future!

Just as I was about to open the treasure chest, someone in the yard laughed and said, "Old Zhou, what delicious food did you make? It's so delicious!

It’s not authentic to have something delicious but don’t order us.”

"Qingxiong, don't be rude!"

A slightly old voice laughed and said, "My friend Zhou, if you want to blame, you blame your skills for being so good. You even showed your skills at my old man's house, which aroused my greed. A few days after you returned to Chudu, my old man couldn't help it. He didn't taste anything he ate, so he followed it?"

"Oh, is Mr. Shang?"

Zhou Dong was stunned and hurriedly came out of the room. When Mr. Hu heard Mr. Shang's voice, he sighed slowly. With Shi Buyu, Wugong Masada came out together.

At this moment, there were more than twenty people standing in the Zhou family courtyard. The first one was Mr. Shang. The rest were all diligent except Shang Qingxiong and two bodyguards with great faces.

Cai Chongjiu, Yan Qingshan, Yuan Zidan, Baiweisheng, Dong Qishen and other four old men, Wang Haibin, and several masters who once served as judges in the Extra-First-Class Chef Upgrade Examination.

The top figures who are diligent in China are actually about halfway through.

"Teacher!"

When Dong Qishen and Huang Mingju met Chef Hu, their eyes rippled: "I finally saw you."

Chef Hu was also quite moved and nodded slightly and said, "Xiao Dong, Xiao Huang, you are all very good, they are better than me, the old man..."

"My teacher is so serious."

The two masters of diligent movement were panicked.

"Old Hu? Hey, you're old too..."

When Mr. Shang saw Chef Hu, he felt more emotion than surprise.

Chef Hu sighed: "Old Mr. Shang, I have not seen you for half a century. I didn't expect that you are still so in good spirits."

"Okay, okay, when I see you, my appetite will be better in the future, and my spirit will naturally be better."

Mr. Shang laughed and walked over and held Chu Shenshu's hand hard: "We need to have a good chat today. Where have you been going over the years? Are you going to starve me to death, right?"

Chef Hu Shen smiled bitterly and said, "Old Shang is so serious. You helped me the most back then, but I refused. I am so sorry..."

"I'm sorry for my belly!"

Mr. Shang deliberately glared at him: "But, you are old, so you don't need to take a look today, just have a few drinks with me.

Boy Zhou, what delicious food are you just making? I am very curious...

Also, I heard that this place is called Zhou's Villa? That's your home, right?

Well, my old man is a guest now, so you can do it."

"Mr. Shang, you..."

Zhou Dong looked at the twenty people in front of him and thought to himself, is there anyone like you? You can come here, that's great. I brought me a small 20-odd person, which is clearly a big shot."

***

Zhou Dong's "worry" is obviously redundant. Huaxia Qinxing is one of the most "old rules" industries among various industries. It has clear levels and different levels.

Now he is a divine chef, and even accepts two divine chefs as disciples. In addition to the divine chef Hu, he is already the first person in China to be diligent in the sense of the true meaning.

Although these old masters are old and experienced enough, they should respectfully call him senior, Master Zhou, according to the old rules of diligence!

If you have no previous and later learning, those who are good at it are the first.

With so many masters of diligence here, where can he easily work for his "old man"?

Nowadays, one or two masters take over the job of killing chickens, one or two masters take over the job of washing vegetables.

The kitchen lineup of this meal is simply luxurious.

In just over an hour, two sumptuous "grandmaster banquet" had already been set up. Mr. Shang, Zhou Dong, Hu Shenchu, Shi Buyu, Wugong Masada, and four old men who were familiar with Zhou Dong sat at the same table. The other masters of various major cuisines were one table. Zhou Dong's newly brewed Qiansuihan opened a full four jars, with a small 20 kilograms!

Moreover, on each table, there was a dish of eggplant made by Shi Buyu and Masada Wugong. The two master chefs took action and Zhou Dong had 90% of their skills. Mr. Shang was very satisfied with the food. As soon as he opened his appetite, he drank half a pound of Qiansuihan and was not drunk at all after drinking it.

Zhou Dong gave Shang Qingxiong a wink, and the guy put down his wine glass with drunken eyes and persuaded Mr. Shang to eat more vegetables and drink less wine.

"Forget it, I won't drink it anymore. Although this table of dishes is good, there are still shortcomings...

After all, I don’t have Chinese food!”

Mr. Shang shook his head slightly and said, "Old Hu, Miss Wen's words are still in your ears. You won't forget them all, right?

When will my Chinese cuisine be determined?

All of the small countries have national food, but our great country has not yet been able to set national food. This is not enough."

When Mr. Hu heard this, his face suddenly became a little ugly: "Mr. Shang, I am powerless in this matter, but..."

He also knew that Mr. Shang was in charge of diplomatic work back then, and whenever foreign guests asked what the Chinese national cuisine was, he could not answer, so he was obsessed with this matter.

However, because of his wife's affairs, he would never ask about this matter, so he immediately looked at Zhou Dong.

"Old Hu, what's it?"

What a person Mr. Shang is, seeing this, he immediately looked at Zhou Dong expectantly.

The masters of all the cuisines present also looked at Chu Hu and Zhou Dong. The Chinese cuisine has a great relationship and they have no choice but to worry about it.

"Xiaodong is also what I grew up watching. In terms of cooking skills, he is no longer inferior to me, or even surpasses me.

In terms of fame, he is the youngest chef today.

And he promised me that as long as I was willing to walk out of Chudu Mental Hospital, he would take on this matter."

Chef Hu Shen smiled and said, "So Mr. Shang would just talk to him about this matter. I, the old guy, have now retired from the world of work."

When several old men who were close to Zhou Dong heard this, they all looked at Zhou Dong, both delighting for him and worrying about him.

Being responsible for determining Chinese cuisine is a big deal in diligent work. It should have been a big deal for Zhou Dong, but the old men also knew that this matter was too difficult, after all, it involves all aspects of interests. Zhou Dong is really too young. Although his fame is famous enough, he once served as the main judge at the Extra-level Chef Examination and accepted disciples. However, when it comes to the background, it is still a bit insufficient.

"Xiao Zhou, if you have you taken on the heavy responsibility, I will be relieved."

Mr. Shang smiled and said, "Do you have confidence?

Don't worry, my old man will always support you."

Thinking of the chef-level recipe that had not been opened, and looking at Mr. Shang and others with anticipation, Zhou Dong nodded: "Since Mr. Shang trusts me, I will try my best to give it a try.

If it becomes the best, if it fails, it means that the time has not come and there are people who will come later.”

"Okay, young people are not arrogant or irritable, but they are not arrogant. They are responsible and can accomplish great things!"

Mr. Shang smiled and said, "My old man is optimistic about you!

In addition, everyone who comes to Ajie Valley today will do their best to help Zhou Dong achieve the most important thing in my diligent practice in China!

You can't just suppress his heavy burden on his shoulders. Everyone works together to tell them their own ideas. How about it?"

Since these more than 20 masters and chefs would accept Mr. Shang’s invitation to come to Ajie Valley together, it can be seen that they all support Zhou Dong, but after hearing Mr. Shang’s words, they were still silent.

Among them, Yi Zhiyu and Zhou Dong were close to each other and were also the most familiar with Mr. Shang. After thinking about it, he said, "Since Mr. Shang said that, I will say a few words.
Chapter completed!