"What are you two talking about?"
Just as they were talking, Mumu came back from the outside. They were still living in a short rented house. The short rented house was the usual three bedrooms and two living rooms. Mumu opened the door outside as if he had gone home.
"Nothing, where did you go? Why did you bring so many newspapers back?"
Gu Zheng smiled softly, and Mumu held a large stack of newspapers under his arm, which looked very thick.
"Take it, I can't hold it!"
Mumu cried, and Wang Dong hurried over. The newspaper was placed on the coffee table in the living room. Seeing some of the contents in the newspaper, Gu Zheng was stunned.
"Hangzhou Food Competition Ends, Shencheng Young General Wins the Championship"
"The dark horse is dark to the end, the food competition is the strongest dark horse"
"Twenty-three-year-old Gu Zheng, Wins the First Place in Hangzhou Food Competition"
"Four thousand people wait outside the field until Gu Zheng wins the championship"
"Famous in one competition, many big restaurants in Hangzhou add egg fried rice and name it 'Golden Dragon Flying to the Sky'"
"Old, Middle-Aged and Young Duel, Young Laughs at the End"
"Out of nearly six thousand people, the well-deserved first place."
"Million Dollar Prize and the right to use three shops in West Lake, the reward of a competition"
These newspapers were all related to Gu Zheng. Whether big newspapers or small newspapers, they all reported the Hangzhou Food Competition and mentioned Gu Zheng.
Yesterday's event was in the news today, and there were so many of them, Gu Zheng didn't expect that some newspapers were accompanied by his photos.
"Isn't it just a local food competition? Why is there so much news?"
Gu Zheng frowned. Most of the newspapers exaggerated, but what was written was also true. He was the final winner. He was the first place in this Hangzhou Food Competition.
"Many, this is also called many, you haven't read the Internet, this is just the newspaper. Now the newspaper is not as good as before, the most important thing is the Internet media!"
Mumu gave Gu Zheng a white look, and Wang Dong hurriedly took out his mobile phone and looked at the news.
Almost all the major portals had reports of this food competition, some were in the hot section, some were in the food channel, like Mumu's website, which was in the hot section and also made the headlines for a period of time.
Not to mention in Hangzhou, hundreds of online media, large and small, almost all reported this matter, which was more diverse. Many things about Gu Zheng were dug out by them, including Gu Zheng's occupation, his selling fried eggs, his last competition, and his father Gu Ming.
Except for Mr. Liang, who didn't appear in the news.
These media are really pervasive..
"So exaggerated?"
Gu Zheng also saw some news on the Internet and was very surprised. Most of the news was praising him, but the praises were a little too exaggerated.
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. "Mumu seemed to ask casually, but in fact, he was very nervous.
This was also what Chief Wu asked him to ask. Gu Zheng was very different from before. In fact, many big hotels and restaurants were asking about Gu Zheng. Some people got Gu Zheng's phone number from the organizing committee, but Gu Zheng hadn't turned on his phone since yesterday, so they couldn't find Gu Zheng.
There were also some people looking for Chief Wu. After knowing Gu Zheng's job, it wasn't difficult to find Chief Wu.
Being a chef, especially a famous chef, would definitely earn more than writing on their website. Their website didn't have many unique writers like Gu Zheng. If Gu Zheng didn't write in the future, it would be a big loss for them.
"Of course, I have to write. This is my job!"
Gu Zheng was a little puzzled. If he didn't write, what would he eat and drink? Moreover, writing food reviews was his hobby.
"You have a million yuan prize, three stores in West Lake, and so many big hotels are looking for you. Why don't you be a chef?" Mumu looked at Gu Zheng in confusion.
"Why should I be a chef?"
Gu Zheng was very helpless. He participated in the competition for the test, not because he wanted to be a chef. If it weren't for this test, he definitely wouldn't have participated in the competition and would still live a peaceful life.
Thinking of the test, Gu Zheng thought of his reward. The test of the chicken noodle soup was a supplementary test that he overdrew an immortal technique and immortal skill from the weapon spirit. The first place was the weapon spirit's request, so there was only a reward and no punishment.
He had already taken a part of the reward for the supplementary test, but there would still be some. The first place would get a 'big reward'. This damn weapon spirit, it came back yesterday and went silent again. It never took the initiative to complete the test. When there was no one around, he must ask it for the reward.
"You are so good at cooking. If you don't want to be a chef, what do you want to do?" Mumu asked naturally.
Gu Zheng patted his head and looked at Mumu seriously. His eyes were full of helplessness. "Who told you that a good cook must be a chef?"
Mumu was speechless. Indeed, there was no rule stating that those who could cook well had to become chefs. He could also do other things, but he felt that it would be strange if Gu Zheng, who had won first place in the Gourmet Food Competition, did not become a chef.
The Hangzhou Food Competition was not inferior to the food competitions in other places. Gu Zheng, who won the first place, could also achieve good results in the Chinese Food Competition. Zhao Fu, who won the tenth place in the last Chinese Food Competition, lost to Gu Zheng.
Mumu thought so in his heart, but he didn't say so. Instead, he asked directly, "You mean, if you don't want to be a chef, you will continue to write manuscripts?"
"Of course, I don't plan to be a chef. If I wanted to, I would have done it long ago!"
Gu Zheng nodded. What he wanted was freedom. The career of a chef was not suitable for him. It was better to be a food critic. He could go wherever he wanted, eat whatever he wanted, write some opinions, and earn some royalties. Moreover, he didn't have to work at a fixed time every day. How good it was.
With such a good job, only a fool would change it.
"That's good. I'm relieved. By the way, you only gave me two manuscripts this month. There is still one more. You must give it to me as soon as possible when you go back!"
Mumu grinned and remembered that Gu Zheng still had one more manuscript, so he urged him to write it immediately.
Gu Zheng's mouth went up a little. Damn Mumu. At this time, he couldn't say anything else. He had to do this kind of unromantic thing. In other words, if there was no Mumu urging him to write, this work would be more perfect.
However, the words just now also gave Gu Zheng a reminder. Even Wang Dong had so many people who wanted to poach him, let alone himself. It seemed that he had to find a way to get rid of these troubles. There were three shops in West Lake. Gu Zheng certainly didn't use them himself. It was a waste to leave these three shops empty. It was better to transfer them.
The organizing committee did not force these three shops to be used by the champion, but set up industry restrictions, that is, they must be engaged in catering. The shops rewarded by the food competition were used to do other businesses, which would have a bad impact.
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