My Tik Tok Connects the Three Realms

"I heard that there is a powerful force behind the Fengjia Restaurant. Otherwise, with their own, they would not be able to develop to the current scale."

"It's interesting." Wang Cheng smiled and nodded looking at Xiang Qiang's pretentious look.

It seems that following Zou Long's clue, he digs deeper and deeper, and this melon is getting bigger and bigger.

Is there any relationship between the "Fengjia" that the golden mask man said before his death?

A hotel that can open countless branches in the West is not simple in itself.

"Perhaps, following this clue, there may be any surprises!" With a secret voice, Wang Cheng began to calculate the next plan.

One day passed in a blink of an eye. After searching the clues left by the fake Liu Fei, Wang Cheng found nothing.

That afternoon, Wang Cheng drove into a car and came to the entrance of a restaurant.

Looking at the luxuriously decorated "Fengjia Restaurant" with three floors, and then looking at the recruitment advertisement posted at the entrance of the restaurant, Wang Cheng walked in.

Today, he is here to apply for the chef.

"I thought the book given by God of Cookery was useless, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon!" Wang Cheng secretly said when he walked into the restaurant.

Soon, he came to the restaurant counter...

Chapter 378

"Sir, are you looking for someone or eating? Is there an appointment?"

At the counter, seeing Wang Cheng approaching, a beautiful staff asked enthusiastically.

Wang Cheng smiled and shook his head, and said, "Hello, I'm here to apply for the chef."

"It turned out to be here to apply." Upon hearing this, the smile on the staff's face disappeared instantly, and he said in disgust.

"Xiao Liu, the applicant, take him to the back kitchen."

He pulled his face and called to a security guard in the hall.

"Let's go." At this moment, a thin security guard came over, glanced up and down at Wang Cheng, and greeted him coldly.

"Trouble." Wang Cheng thanked him and followed the security guard to the back kitchen.

Soon, Wang Cheng was taken to the back kitchen, when he saw a group of people gathered together.

"Go, those are all coming to apply." Pointing to the group of people, the security guard was still indifferent, dropped a word, and left.

Wang Cheng nodded and walked in.At this moment, a man about 30 years old with a chef hat walked towards him and glanced at Wang Cheng:

"Are you here to apply too?"

"Yes, what do I need to do?" Wang Cheng nodded and asked.

The man Nunu said: "Just sit and wait. When it comes to you, I will naturally call you."

Looking in the direction indicated by the man, Wang Cheng saw a bench with three or four people on it.

It seems that those people are also here to apply.

Wang Cheng walked over and sat down.

"Let’s go. Chef Zhang here is my Big Three. As long as I work hard, I can become a chef here. As for you, don’t waste time!" After sitting down for a while, on the far left, The tall, thin, tall, twenty-four-year-old young man sneered at the applicants and said triumphantly.

At this time, the applicant who had been evaluated before left dejectedly.

"Zhang Yang." Then, someone yelled, and the young man stood up with a smile.

"Poor eggs, my lord is gone."

The young man named Zhang Yang grinned and walked to the assessment area, where he cooked.

"That kid is right. When I came, I saw him talking to the chef who was appraising!" The remaining candidate, watching the appraisal start to make public, suddenly started talking.

"Unexpectedly, I met a related household, but it's a pity that Fengjia Restaurant only hires one chef this time!" Hearing everyone's comments, Wang Cheng frowned and looked over.

"The three big masters." Zhang Yan came to the chopping board and shouted at a man who was about fifty years old.

The man nodded, and the surrounding chefs glanced at each other knowingly.

"It seems that the relationship has been settled!" Upon seeing this, Wang Cheng frowned, but he quickly relaxed.

At this time, Zhang Yang began to chop vegetables and showed his knife skills.

Seeing the publicity of cutting vegetables, several chefs around seemed very satisfied and nodded.

However, Wang Cheng looked at the blatant sword technique, but couldn't help but curl his lips.

Didn’t you see that the shredded potatoes were cut into potato chips?Are you blind?

"Very good, there is a lot of room for improvement. Our Fengjia Restaurant needs your young and promising fresh blood. Congratulations, you passed." The middle-aged chef, Zhang Yan, who is also the three big masters, nodded, very pleased. Said.

A crowd of candidates shook their heads secretly, when a chef came over.

"The interview is over, you can go." The chef said indifferently, then turned and left.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, you can't even be a chef!" Several people shook their heads and left, sighing again and again.

Wang Cheng stood up, looked at Zhang Yan, with the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and walked over.

"Please wait a minute." Wang Cheng hurriedly called out as Zhang Yan turned to leave.

"Who are you? Is something wrong?" Zhang Yan looked at him coldly when someone called himself.

"Hello, I'm here to apply for the chef, look..."

Wang Chengzheng said, but he heard Zhang Yan's impatient voice: "Did you not hear what I said? The application is over!"

Saying coldly, Zhang Yan turned around and left without looking at Wang Cheng.

However, just as he turned to leave, a hand suddenly grabbed his hand.

Just about to get angry, Zhang Yan was stunned, and a bank card appeared on the palm of his hand.

My heart moved, at this moment, a slight voice sounded in my ears:

"There are 100,000 yuan in this card."

Looking at Zhang Yan, who was holding his bank card tightly, Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Give me a chance."

"Ahem, the young man has a good attitude, so let's give you a chance." With a dry cough, Zhang Yan quickly put the bank card away and nodded to Wang Cheng.

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, the few applicants who had just walked to the door of the kitchen were stunned and turned back to look at Wang Cheng.

"I didn't see it, it's another related household!" When they saw Zhang Yan who was smiling at Wang Cheng, everyone shook their heads and sighed and left helplessly.

"The three big masters, haven't you already set me down? Why did you let this kid kick in?" At this moment, Zhang Yang looked at Wang Cheng, a little unhappy, and shouted.

In order to apply for the job successfully, his family invited the three big masters to a big meal, and when they left, they also gave away two bastards.

"Zhang Yang, you are too presumptuous. This is the application site of Fengjia Restaurant. You can yell at the cattle farm?" Zhang Yan's expression turned ugly after hearing this, and he gave a cold sigh.

"Since you are applying for a job, everyone has a chance. Are you special than others?" Seeing Zhang Yang's unrestrained expression, Zhang Yan yelled again.

"..." As soon as the words came out, several young chefs around were speechless.

Why does it feel a little awkward to say this from your mouth?

Feeling everyone's surprised gaze, Zhang Yan waved his hand and looked at Wang Cheng with his chest and head up and down: "You have a chance. Whether you can apply for the job depends on your own ability."

While speaking, Zhang Yan stood aside and did not speak.

"Huh, boy, I advise you not to be embarrassed here. Otherwise, no matter whether you are successful in the end, you can't eat it!" Zhang Yang waved his fist and gave Wang Cheng a vicious look.

In response to this, Wang Cheng smiled calmly: "If you can't eat it, you can take it away, isn't that good?"

"You..." Seeing that Wang Cheng didn't even put himself in his eyes, Zhang Yang's expression changed and he was angry at Wang Cheng.

However, at this time, Wang Cheng passed by him indifferently and came to the cutting board.

"The first item is to assess the knives, let's start."

Zhang Yan glanced at Wang Cheng and said lightly.

Wang Cheng nodded, glanced at the potato in front of him, and picked up a sledgehammer.

Swipe...

At this moment, Wang Cheng didn't need "The Treasure of the God of Cookery" at all, and saw that he was holding a sledgehammer in his hand, and his tactics quickly turned into afterimages.

At this time, potato seeds that were as thin as hairspring appeared magically in everyone's sight.

"..." For a while, the surrounding chefs were stunned, all of them opened their eyes wide and stared at the cutting board.

"Alright." Three seconds later, Wang Cheng put down the knife, glanced at the crowd, and said.

"Pharynx!" Wang Cheng's voice sounded, and the dazed chefs finally recovered, but they felt dry and dry.

What just happened?They only saw the shadow of the knife flickering, and then the potato appeared exactly.

"My God, this knife worker, am I not dreaming?" Finally, a young chef exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been shocked returned to their senses and looked at Wang Cheng.

Chapter 379

At this moment, even Zhang Yan was deeply shocked by Wang Cheng's knife skills.

At this time, some chefs found that something was wrong here, and they gathered around.

When they saw the thin potato shreds on the chopping board, they all showed shocked expressions.

"This... surely it was cut out?"

Seeing that the potato shreds were not bad in the slightest, an older cook came over and asked.

"Chief chef." Seeing the old man, the chefs suddenly respected and said hello.

Chen Wan nodded, pointed to the potato shreds on the chopping board, and asked, "Who cut this?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Wang Cheng in unison.

"I cut it, please advise." Seeing everyone looking at him, Wang Cheng looked at Chen Wan and said.

Chen Wan was stern and powerful, staring at the potato shreds with gleaming eyes.

After a long time, Chen Wan raised his head, and a glint in his eyes flashed away: "Cut that piece of tofu."

Wang Cheng looked at a piece of tofu not far from the chopping board, nodded, and held it in his hand.

Perceiving the situation of the tofu, Wang Cheng picked up the knife and cut it.

"What are you doing? Chopping meat?" Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing at Wang Cheng's "random" cutting.

Is this cutting the tofu into puree?

The chefs around who were originally amazed, watching Wang Cheng's actions at this moment, also shook their heads.

"It seems that this kid is specialized in cutting potatoes, and nothing else works." Someone murmured, and everyone showed relief when they heard the words.

How could such a young person practice knife skills to such a terrifying height?

For a while, the chefs who shocked Wang Cheng's knife work began to sneer.

This kind of people just practice partial gong and can't become a climate.

When everyone disliked Wang Cheng, head chef Chen Wan showed a look of astonishment, and a shocking light flashed in those twinkling eyes from time to time.

"All right." Soon, Wang Cheng stopped, looked at Chen Wan, and said with a smile.

"Hahaha, boy, are you sure that you are not here to make fun? This tofu has been cut into tofu puree by you!" Seeing Wang Cheng stopped, he laughed openly.

"This knife seems to be a fancy, but in fact it has no practicality." A chef shook his head and commented on Wang Cheng.

Faced with these discussions, Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, still calm, looking at Chen Wan, and said: "Excuse me, is there any assessment?"

"Assessment? What assessment do you want? Just like you, get out as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed." Seeing that Wang Cheng was so embarrassed to accept the test at this time, Zhang Yang sneered and said mercilessly.

The chefs around also nodded their heads, but pity they looked at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng kept silent, looking at the chef.

I saw that the head chef smiled and glanced at the tofu: "You, put the tofu in Qingshuili."