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Chapter 1742

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"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Beep, beep, beep …"

There was no beep at the end of the conversation. It was Jiang Changxi asking Cao Mi.

"I've already consulted Author Wang. I'll definitely pass this exam!" Cao Mi clenched his fists confidently.

Jiang Changxi nodded and did not comment. Peach, who was standing behind her, handed over an exam paper in a timely manner.

The name of the paper was "Queuing Committee Member Assessment Paper". Author: Jiang Changxi.

That's right. This was a paper with both sides. All the questions were set by the Queen.

After Cao Mi learned about the Queuing Committee, he found Jiang Changxi and told her that he wanted to join.

In fact, she would usually find Zheng Jiawei for such things. However, Jiang Changxi suddenly thought of an idea for this newbie who knew nothing.

She told Cao Mi that he could only join if he scored above 90 points!

In fact, he only needed someone to recommend him and then register with Zheng Jiawei. The Queuing Committee did not need to go through all the trouble of formatting.

That's right. All the questions were set by Jiang Changxi at the last minute. The Queen was very playful. Therefore, even when Cao Mi asked Wang Hong about these questions, Wang Hong did not dare to reveal the truth to him.

Who would dare to ruin the Queen's playfulness? Anyway, Wang Hong always followed his heart.

Confident, Cao Mi began to answer the questions. The first question: "Please write down the five titles of The Kitchen God. Please choose one of the titles and explain its origin. Then, try to understand how the customers feel when they recognize this title. (15 points for this question) "

There were a total of three questions. First, the five titles, then the origin of one of the titles, and the analysis of the customers' psychology. Each question was worth five points. Therefore, the first question was worth 15 points.

Cao Mi began to write: Pearl of Sichuan, Star of Chengdu, Slippery Restaurant, Godly Restaurant without a Signboard, Landmark of Taoxi Road …

There were many titles for The Kitchen God on the internet. Cao Mi had seen at least a dozen titles on Wang Hong's website. However, if he wanted to get a full score of 15, he couldn't choose titles that he was familiar with like the Pearl of Sichuan Province or the Star of Chengdu. Therefore, he chose the Strip Shop.

"Slippery restaurant. Slippery means that nothing is left. It came from a certain Weibo post. The content of the Weibo post was: I came to the restaurant to eat again, and then I slippery. Soon after, the name 'Naked Shop' spread like wildfire and was accepted by all the friends. "

When Cao Mi was in primary school, the subject he was best at was language, especially reading in and out of class. His experience was that when reading an article, the main point was to express something.

If he were to be judged, then he would condemn him to death. If he were to be praised, then he would lick him in different ways. This way, he would definitely get a high score.

"Whether it's being naked or having your pockets empty, we don't like it. But why does the Master Chef's Restaurant, which is nicknamed the Slippery Restaurant, still allow its customers to walk in again and again? This is the victory of concentration and the spirit of craftsmanship. Delicacies are not only the pursuit of human appetite, but also the pursuit of the spirit … "

Lying down, Cao Mi wrote 700 to 800 words. It would be a waste of a talent like him not to write web novels.

The second question was to fill in the blanks. Please write down the five titles of Boss Yuan. (5 points for this question)

It was not difficult at all. Cao Mi smiled contemptuously and kept writing with the gel pen in his hand: Compass, Chef King, Sichuan Cuisine Ghost Genius, Cold Faced Master Chef, and Grandmaster.

Not to mention five, Cao Mi could even write down 10 titles. This time, it was a sure win.

About an hour and a half later, Cao Mi handed in his paper, which was densely covered with words.

Peach was in charge of collecting the papers. Jiang Changxi nodded with satisfaction and said to Cao Mi, "We'll probably finish counting tomorrow and know how to score."

"Sorry for the trouble. Take your time. We're not in a hurry," Cao Mi said.

There was still a long time before dinner, so Cao Mi did not hang around in front of the restaurant. Instead, he strolled along Taoxi Road.

There were definitely a lot of gourmet shops on Taoxi Road. Moreover, they were all open during the day. Some shops were even open 24 hours. Cao Mi had only been in Chengdu for a month and had not finished strolling along Taoxi Road yet.

Peach looked at Cao Mi's back as he left. Then, she stole a glance at her president, who was clearly smiling but was trying hard to suppress it.

"Why didn't I notice that President Jiang has such a bad taste before?" Peach muttered in a low voice.

Immediately, Jiang Changxi found a nearby cafe and ordered a latte. After taking a sip, she began to count the papers seriously.

"This paper is just for fun. President Jiang, why are you so serious?" Peach couldn't help but ask when she saw Jiang Changxi's serious face.

"I was just playing with the papers on a whim at first, but Little Brother Cao Mi answered them seriously," Jiang Changxi said.

"Oh, oh." Peach came to a realization. "This is what you always tell us, President Jiang. We must respect other people's efforts."

Jiang Changxi pinched Peach's cheek and said, "Yes, that's right. Moreover, I've always wanted to be a teacher since I was young. I've finally fulfilled my wish this time."

Putting aside the matter here, there was also something interesting happening on Yuan Zhou's side. Wuhai and Zheng Jiawei arrived right after Jiang Changxi and Peach left the restaurant with a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Compass, you must help me."

"I've thought of the most powerful idea."

"Quick, support me. There's nothing more exciting than this idea in the world."

Wuhai was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly. In any case, Yuan Zhou didn't understand what the black beast was trying to say.

However, there was one thing to be said. It was rare for Wuhai to be so excited. Even when the Painting God's Cottage opened, he was still relatively calm.

Yuan Zhou shifted his gaze to Zheng Jiawei. He had to find a reliable person to ask.

"Boss Yuan, I have something to trouble you with," Zheng Jiawei said methodically. "We would like to trouble Boss Yuan to write a word."

"Write 'rice'." Zheng Jiawei had prepared brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

"I'm not good at calligraphy," Yuan Zhou said.

"It's okay. Compass will be the one to write the main character," Wuhai interrupted.

Zheng Jiawei immediately explained, "It's like this. Didn't our Ah Hai ascend to the throne of The Kitchen God's Number One Rice Bucket? Many people wanted to challenge the title of Golden Rice Bucket, but it would be too troublesome if everyone accepted it. If they didn't, it would damage the dignity of the Number One Rice Bucket. So we thought of a compromise. "

What dignity did the Number One Rice Bucket have? Looking at the serious expression on Zheng Jiawei's face, Yuan Zhou resisted the urge to complain.

"We organized a Rice Bucket Qualification Challenge. Only the top three of the challenge have the right to challenge Ah Hai's Golden Rice Bucket in The Kitchen God," Zheng Jiawei said.

Zheng Jiawei revealed the entire plan. "So the Rice Bucket Challenge is about to begin. We want Boss Yuan to write a word, and then I'll go make a Challenger's Belt."

Was this Zheng Jiawei the devil? He could even organize a competition like the Rice Bucket Challenge. It really made Yuan Zhou's scalp go numb.

"Okay, I understand." Yuan Zhou prepared for a while and then wrote the word 'rice'. It had to be said that Yuan Zhou's performance with this word was beyond his level. It was really interesting.

After all, Yuan Zhou had practiced before. At that time, it was to train the strength of his wrist so that he could better grasp the technique of holding a knife. It was also because of the calligraphy on the wall provided by the system.

"Thank you, Boss Yuan."

Zheng Jiawei carefully kept the word and then left with Wuhai.

"Xiu Er." Yuan Zhou looked at the back of the two and couldn't help but call out.



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