"Fortunately, you don't like to be a chef. Otherwise, it would be even more difficult for us to make a living!"
Another person said with emotion. He was the head chef of a four-star hotel. He knew Gu Zheng and had a good relationship with him. Gu Zheng had once written an article for him, praising his cooking skills. After that, the two often contacted each other. He had a certain understanding of Gu Zheng's character.
"If you don't want to compete, you might as well be a chef. Being a chef is so good. We can also be happy!"
A person next to him said faintly. His point of view was completely different from that of a chef. He was a food critic. The more good chefs there were, the more delicious food there would be. Only then would they have a place to show their talents.
Several people were discussing there. Gu Zheng just smiled and said nothing. He would definitely not be a chef. If he wanted to be a chef, he would have done it long ago. There was no need to wait until now.
However, among the food critics, his cooking skills were the best. He still had this confidence. Previously, his cooking skills were not bad. Now that he had received Gokusen's inheritance, his cooking skills were even more unparalleled.
"I want a fried egg, 88 yuan, and a bowl of wonton!"
At the cashier's side, a young man looked at the kitchen and said resolutely. When the cashier was about to take the money, Gu Zheng's voice came over.
"He can only buy wonton. He can't buy fried eggs. He bought them yesterday!"
"I didn't want to buy them yesterday. Someone else asked me to buy them for him. Today, I want to buy them myself!"
The young man hurriedly explained. He did buy them yesterday, but not for himself. It was for the gold-rimmed glasses. Thanks to Gu Zheng's new rules, he also ate half of them. After that, the other eggs were tasteless. He still missed it today, so he might as well be extravagant this time and reward himself by buying a fried egg for himself.
"You can't buy them if you've bought them. This is the rule!"
Gu Zheng shook his head and sighed in his heart. The memory of the device spirit was really good. He had already forgotten who bought the fried egg yesterday, but the device spirit still remembered. When this person bought the fried egg, the device spirit reminded him.
"Really?"
"No!"
"Alright then, I'll come back at noon!"
The young man gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time. In the end, he didn't ask for the wonton and left. He knew that Gu Zheng had strict rules. Otherwise, he wouldn't have helped someone buy fried eggs yesterday. Thus, he didn't have to spend his own money to eat fried eggs.
After eating it once, the taste was unforgettable. If he wanted to eat more, he could only copy the gold-rimmed glasses and find someone to buy it. Then, he would share half of it.
He wasn't a tycoon like the gold-rimmed glasses. 88 yuan was his living expenses for two or three days. He couldn't help but feel the pinch when he thought of having to share half of such an expensive fried egg with someone else.
Fish That Loves to Eat Cat and the others hadn't left yet. They all heard Gu Zheng's rejection, and their faces showed confusion and melancholy, as well as a trace of worry.
Gu Zheng had a lot of rules. Whether it was Mumu's essay or Fish That Loves to Eat Cat, they had all mentioned it before. This was equivalent to saying that if they wanted to eat fried eggs in the future, it would be impossible for them to buy it themselves. Their share had already been bought, and Gu Zheng wouldn't sell it again.
It was fine if they hadn't eaten such fried eggs before, but after eating it once, how could they resist not eating it forever? If they wanted to eat it but didn't sell it, don't mention how torturous it was. They were afraid that if they wanted to eat it in the future, they would have to be like Fish That Loves to Eat Cat, who had never eaten fried eggs before, and could only eat half of it.
The most depressed was the person who only ate one-third of the fried egg. His fried egg was robbed the most, and he ate the least. He wasted his hard-earned qualification. If he knew the fried egg would taste like this, he wouldn't let Fish That Loves to Eat Cat treat him. He would buy it himself and eat it all by himself.
"It's time to honor our bet. As long as you say that there's something wrong with the taste, I'll admit defeat!"
Fish That Loves to Eat Cat suddenly said. The five people looked at each other, and finally shook their heads helplessly. They really couldn't find any fault with the taste of the fried egg. Even if they went against their conscience, they couldn't find an entry point. They were afraid that even if they said the reason, they wouldn't believe it.
Rather than shamelessly acting shamelessly, it was better to admit defeat.
These people were also people with reputations. They wouldn't go so far as to renege on the bet. It was just that they felt uncomfortable being cheated by Fish That Loves to Eat Cat. He knew that he couldn't buy it again after buying it once, but he still wasted their qualification. Also, Fish That Loves to Eat Cat ate the most fried eggs today. He had at least snatched a whole set.
They lost the bet and were cheated. It would be strange if they felt comfortable.
"It's good that you admit defeat. Don't forget to honor your bet. I'll go back first. The fried egg review I wrote yesterday will be published soon. I'm waiting for others to step on me!"
Fish That Loves to Eat Cat smiled proudly. He had written a review yesterday when he went back. Like Mumu, it was all praise. Even more praise than Mumu. After all, Mumu was an editor, so he had to pay attention to his words. He was a food critic, and reviewing food was his job. He wrote as well as he could, exaggerating as much as he could.
However, if the praise was too serious, it would arouse suspicion from others. In other words, he would be stepped on. The better he wrote, the more people would step on him. Usually, if he was paid to write a review, he wouldn't say anything after being stepped on. The more he argued, the more serious it would be, and he would simply ignore it.
But if he wrote a real review, he would come out to defend himself if he was stepped on. The more he was stepped on, the more he would defend himself.
This could infuriate the person who stepped on him. The consequence of infuriating him was to verify it. Most people would do this. After verification, they would find out that they were wrong. Although many people wouldn't admit it, they would always feel embarrassed in their hearts. It was easy for them to be turned into hardcore fans. In the future, they would help to wave the flag and shout for help.
Gu Zheng had the most die-hard fans because he never went against his conscience when he wrote. In the beginning, his works were also the most criticized. But as more and more people verified his works, the number of die-hard fans increased, and the number of doubtful voices decreased.
Therefore, although he wasn't the most famous food critic, his influence couldn't be underestimated. His reviews were basically never rejected on the website. As long as they didn't violate some serious rules, they were always arranged to be published when they were sent.
This was also the reason why Shu Yu's popularity had doubled with just one article. Most of the people who came were either Gu Zheng's diehard fans or Gu Zheng's diehard fans. Basically, no matter what place Gu Zheng recommended, as long as it was good, they would go and try it out.
The taste of the fried egg was almost limitless. There was no need to consider whether it was true or not. Such an article would inevitably attract a lot of doubts. These doubters, once they came to taste the fried egg, would no longer have any doubts. Without doubts, they would become trust.
This trust would continue. Basically, when the author published another article in the future, such readers would read it and even speak up for him. This was equivalent to gaining a true hardcore fan.
The more hardcore fans there were, the greater the influence on the website and the greater the reputation.
With a greater reputation, the income would naturally increase. This was a virtuous cycle. When the other food critics heard what Fish That Likes to Eat Cat said, they were a little jealous and regretful. If they had come to verify Mu Weaver's article when they saw it, they would be able to publish their reviews now. They wouldn't have to watch others expand their influence.
A few people were still thinking in their hearts that when they went back, they would quickly write their own reviews. Even if they fell behind others, there would always be an effect. If there was an effect, there would be a gain.
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