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Chapter 112

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About half an hour later, Zhan Changfa went straight out of the office under Xiaowang's eager gaze. When he came downstairs, he saw the car waiting outside the building, which had been arranged for a long time.

Probably because of the training, at the 29th minute, a series of rapid footsteps came from the hall. After a while, they saw two very distinctive figures.

One was short and fat, and the other was tall and thin. They looked a bit like fat and thin monks, but not so exaggerated.

"Phew …"

The two of them, each carrying a small bag, ran to Zhan Changfa in a few steps and greeted him. Then they got into the car.

When the car shot out like an arrow, Xiang Yang and Wu Kun could finally catch their breaths.

They had no choice. The president said he would give them half an hour, so it was half an hour. If it was a minute longer, they would start to doubt their lives.

Many people in the association secretly gave the president a nickname, Monk Zhan, which indicated that he could recite scriptures like Xuanzang. In order to make their ears not suffer, Xiang Yang and Wu Kun drove with all their strength. After parking the car in the underground garage, they ran out of the building. To be honest, they had not run like this for many years. They were really tired.

In the past, they were given an hour's time, and they were not in a hurry. The only thing to be thankful for was that they were in a branch not far from the association. Otherwise, they would not have made it in time.

"I say, you guys are so young, but why do you guys have such poor stamina? Head Chef Yuan is now advocating for chefs to have a healthy body. You guys can't drop the ball. Hurry up and train. Otherwise, how can you have the face to ask Head Chef Yuan to be your master?"

Zhan Changfa saw that Xiang Yang and Wu Kun were as tired as dead dogs. Their facial features were ordinary, and they were sweating profusely. It was a little painful to look at, so he reminded them.

Ever since Yuan Zhou met Wang Jike, they had kept in touch. In addition to exchanging cooking skills, they also exchanged training experiences.

The direct beneficiaries were Huang Fei, Liu Li, and the others. It couldn't be helped. The pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first. Naturally, they would be the first to enjoy the good stuff. After all, Wang Jike's biological son, Wang Qiang, was one of their companions.

He should be his biological son, right? Wang Qiang wasn't too sure, because he really couldn't bear such deep fatherly love. He always felt that he was a gift when he was topping up his phone.

In addition, Hang Tian had entrusted the management rights to Wang Jike, and Wang Jike did not hold back at all. Abyss of suffering was not enough to describe how they felt.

Yuan Zhou didn't publicize his new health concept, but with his current status, people naturally paid attention to his every move. The concept about chefs needing to have a good body was spread out in the end.

It wasn't just the cuisines that Yuan Zhou had accepted in-name disciples. Many chefs followed suit, all for the sake of getting closer to Yuan Zhou at some point. Even those cuisines that hadn't accepted in-name disciples yet had more or less started to follow this rule.

Xiang Yang and Wu Kun felt wronged. Ever since they knew that they had been selected as candidates for Yuan Zhou's in-name disciple, they only needed to wait for Yuan Zhou to take a look at them when he was going to accept in-name disciples. Then, they began to exercise, starting with running one mile.

Since graduation, Xiang Yang and Wu Kun had never run so far. When they went out, they took the subway, the bus, and the shared bike. Since they had their own car, they naturally didn't have to walk. Although they felt a sense of urgency, things had to be done step by step, right?

This time, Zhan Changfa urged them too much. Xiang Yang and Wu Kun, who were used to jogging for one mile, naturally couldn't bear it.

"Chairman, this was an accident. We will definitely pay attention next time. Besides, since the chairman said last time, we have been paying attention to our bodies. Don't worry." Wu Kun smiled politely and awkwardly.

Zhan Changfa did mean well for the sake of the two of them and Fujian Cuisine, but his words were a little hurtful and a little hard to digest. However, everyone was used to the way he spoke, so they accepted it well.

Although Xiang Yang's name was very sunny, he was actually quite serious and rigid. His relationship with Wu Kun could be considered as growing up together. Generally, at such times, Wu Kun, who was better at socializing, was the one who spoke, and he was responsible for nodding and agreeing.

As soon as Wu Kun's voice fell, the short and fat Xiang Yang immediately nodded to show his support.

Zhan Changfa didn't think too much about it. Knowing that Xiang Yang and Wu Kun were exercising by himself, he immediately relaxed a lot. Then, he began to instill a lot of gossip about Yuan Zhou, which was to make sure that he could leave a good impression on Yuan Zhou at their first meeting.

Xiang Yang and Zhan Changfa had heard the same words many times. Every once in a while, Zhan Changfa would repeat the same words. But this time, the two of them didn't get impatient. Instead, they listened to him seriously and seriously. Everything about Yuan Zhou deserved to be treated with caution.

As long as they were fast enough and had a good posture, they would definitely make it. Zhan Changfa and Wu Kun were an example. By the time they sat in the departure lounge, there was still an hour before the plane took off. It could be said that Zhan Changfa's calculations were quite meticulous. From start to finish, it only took an hour.

On the way, Xiang Yang and Wu Kun already knew that Yuan Zhou was going to New Fujian Cuisine that day. They also knew that they were going there to decide on the spots for the in-name disciples of Fujian Cuisine, so they were very excited. Even Xiang Yang's originally serious face couldn't help but reveal a smile. Although it was a smile that could scare the children next door to tears, it also fully showed their excitement.

This state of happiness didn't diminish even after the three of them boarded the plane. On the contrary, as the plane took off and they got closer to Chengdu, they became even more excited.

As for Zhan Changfa, he didn't care. He was also very excited and kept muttering something. When they got closer, they could hear him saying, "I definitely won't be able to eat the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup today, but I can ask Head Chef Yuan when I can eat it today. No matter what, I have to eat it before I leave. Also, I heard that Head Chef Yuan's Phoenix-Tail Prawns is also excellent. I wonder how it tastes compared to our Fujian Cuisine's Dragon Body Phoenix-Tail Prawns. Why don't we have two prawns at the same starting point? Also, there's also the Nestle Fragrant Snail Slices that shows the knife skills of Fujian Cuisine.

That way, I can learn a thing or two from him. "And so on. Anyway, while they were still on the plane, Zhan Changfa was already thinking about which dishes he was going to eat for a sumptuous meal. As a chef of Fujian Cuisine, there was nothing strange about eating Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine's Fujian Cuisine.

When Zhan Changfa and the others boarded the plane and headed for Chengdu, lunchtime for The Kitchen God was about to begin after a whole morning of gathering strength. As usual, there was a sea of people. The streets were so packed that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Although everyone was very self-conscious, there were always two rats. Therefore, the people from the Street Administration Office wearing the red armbands and Zhou Yu leading a group of urban management officers were patrolling through the crowd.

At 12 o 'clock, lunchtime officially began, igniting everyone's enthusiasm.



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