Tiexian heirs in the city

Another test, I should have known earlier that this elixir is not so easy to get, and cooking skills are not so easy to learn.

This weapon spirit has a little understanding of the urine nature of ancient disputes. It is not so easy to get benefits from it. A test to open the prehistoric space will make him exhausted. If he knew in advance that there is a test to receive additional rewards, He would certainly not agree to this extra reward.

The test cannot be rejected, which means that Gu Zheng has no right to choose at all. The only thing that makes Gu Zheng feel a little relieved is that he doesn't have to worry about his life this time, but what kind of punishment is that one hundred lashes? Whip yourself?

"Whipping is the basic punishment of the prehistoric world. You can try it first with a fairy stick to spank your ass!"

"no!"

Gu Zheng screamed suddenly. When Qi Ling said he was going to try, he had a bad premonition. Unfortunately, before he could say "don't try", he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, like dozens of blades at the same time. It's like cutting his ass.

Gu Zheng bent down in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You, bastard!"

Gu Zheng couldn't help cursing in his heart, this feeling is really sour and refreshing, cutting flesh with a knife, not only one knife, but dozens of knives at the same time.

Think about it, what does it feel like to cut dozens of knives on the body with a knife at a time, not to mention that this punishment is still a hundred times, it is hard to imagine what he will look like after a hundred lashes, Gu Zheng has a feeling that after one One hundred whips, it would be better to die.

No matter how Gu Zheng scolded, Qi Ling didn't respond, he could only walk back to the room by himself, lay down there for a rest, his buttocks were still hurting, he didn't dare to lie there or sit down.

While lying on his stomach, Gu Zheng began to think about this test.

Fifteen days is not a long time, which is acceptable to Gu Zheng. He doesn't like to stay in one place for too long, and he doesn't like to do a job for too long, otherwise he wouldn't choose the job of food critic. Although Yi is not as good as his father, under the influence of his father, it is not a problem to be a chef in an ordinary restaurant.

The income of the chef is much higher than that of his food review, because the chef is too fixed and the food review is free, so he finally chose to be a food critic.

Fifteen days is still acceptable, but how can he find this place, is it possible to set up a pot on the street and sell fried eggs directly? Not to mention whether others will buy it or not, I am afraid that the urban management uncle will become his most loyal customer and chase him every day.

Can't sell on the street, open a shop? Even less reliable.

Is there any shop that only sells fried eggs, not to mention, Gu Zheng doesn't know how to open a shop at all, he doesn't like to be restrained, and at present he doesn't have the capital to open a shop.

Thinking about money, Gu Zheng's eyelids twitched again.

He spent a lot of money to complete the test before. Honey, sorghum rice and wild ginseng didn’t cost him much. After all, they were at home. Other things cost him more than 5,000. Fortunately, there was still a box of water left. There is also a lot of sesame oil left.

Even so, the cost of that meal is more than five thousand, which is not a small expense for Gu Zheng, who only earns five or six thousand a month.

The next fried egg, I don’t know how much money it will cost to make. The ingredients are limited to second-class ingredients, which means that everything used can’t use inferior ingredients, including water sources. If you think of washing dishes, you have to use his ten. The imported mineral water cost eight yuan a bottle, and the corners of Gu Zheng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

There is water, oil is also ready-made, and fried eggs with sesame oil are more effective, but where can I find the raw materials for this egg?

Not to mention other eggs, just use the most commonly used eggs. According to the rating of Tiexian ingredients, this egg must be an egg laid by a pollution-free and pollution-free chicken. Let alone the price, it is difficult to find such an egg. Tiexian's standards are so strict, even if the hen eats a little feed, it will directly affect the quality of the eggs.

Gu Zheng remembered that black-bone chicken, firstly, it grew up in the mountains, and secondly, it also ate second-class ingredients, so it finally got the second-class rating.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng scolded Qi Ling again. If it weren't for this Qi Ling being invisible and intangible, he would have thought of beating it, provided that he could beat Qi Ling.

After scolding for more than half an hour, I felt that my butt didn't hurt so much. Gu Zheng struggled to get up. Although he scolded harshly, he didn't dare to ignore this test. To let him understand the result of the punishment, Qi Ling had already asked him to try something. It's called whipping, and he absolutely doesn't want to have this feeling a second time.

Gu Zheng took out his mobile phone and started calling: "President Wang, I'm Gu Zheng, yes, I wrote to you last time, and I want to ask you something, hello..."

What he called was the manager of an ecological villa. The villa focuses on original ecology, green and pollution-free, and the food is grown and raised by itself. Once invited Gu Zheng to comment, and gave Gu Zheng a red envelope.

Gu Zheng did not ask for red envelopes, but the food was actually commented on. The ingredients are acceptable, but the cooking skills are average, and the evaluation is quite satisfactory. Such evaluations are not as good as none for the ecological villa. Naturally, Gu Zheng has no good looks.

"Boss Gao, I'm Gu Zheng, which Gu Zheng? Last time I wrote to you..."

Fifteen seconds into the second call, the other party hung up again. This is the chef of a big hotel, and the big hotel has many purchase channels. He wanted to ask, but after the other party knew his identity, he hung up the phone directly.

Gu Zheng was a little puzzled. Boss Gao didn't seem to have offended him, and he seemed to have written about them. Why did he hang up like that?

He didn't know that what he commented at the beginning was good, and the food was good, but in the end he added a sentence, saying that there is a dish that is not as good as it is. People hate him to this day, how could they still talk to him when they heard about him.

"President Zhu..."

"Old Zhao..."

"Captain Guo..."

I made several phone calls in a row, and only one tone was good, but I also told him that I didn't know, and the other one asked him if he was unemployed and wanted to find a job.

"Is my popularity that bad? It shouldn't be!"

Holding the mobile phone, Gu Zheng was puzzled. He usually does not accept red envelopes from others, and only writes his own comments. Those merchants who want to be praised are satisfied, and he has offended many people.

But for magazines and websites, food reviews cannot be blindly agreed, there must always be something different, and Gu Zheng’s reviews happen to be that difference. Controversial manuscripts can only be published from time to time.

"La la, I'm a spinach, Cai Cai Cai Cai..."

Gu Zheng's cell phone rang suddenly, and he had used this ringtone for several years. Wang Tao and the others said that Gu Zheng is indeed a pure foodie, and his cell phone ringtones are full of food.

Picking up the phone quickly, Gu Zheng immediately showed a hint of disappointment on his face. He thought that the caller had some news to reply to him, but he didn't expect it to be his old classmate, Hu Yueyue.

"Ancient genius, have you been busy recently?"

Hu Yueyue is a classmate of Gu Zheng University, a female man, who is usually crazy. After graduation, Gu Zheng rarely contacted his classmates. He is a bit introverted and doesn't like to take the initiative to contact others. Only Hu Yueyue likes to call him when he has nothing to do.

"It's okay, what's the matter?" Gu Zheng replied weakly.

"What's wrong with the ancient genius and gourmet today? He's so lethargic. Could it be that he was overworked in the afternoon?" Hu Yueyue first joked in a weird voice, and then said, "Of course I'm looking for you to ask where the food is delicious. , By the way, let me inform you that this class reunion is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, you promised me last time, you will definitely come this time!"

The class reunions Hu Yueyue mentioned were some of the people they kept in touch with frequently in this city after they graduated from university. There were not many people, only ten or twenty people. Hu Yueyue and the others often organized some gatherings, and every time they would ask Gu Zheng which restaurant is better Eat, then settle there.

Gu Zheng participated in it a few times before, and gradually lost interest. Last time Hu Yueyue invited him, he didn't go, but in order not to entangle Hu Yueyue, he said that he would definitely go next time, as if he really couldn't escape this time.

"Wangyue Tower on Qinchuan Road, the honey chicken there is good!"

Gu Zheng thought for a while, and then agreed, he just ate honey chicken and didn't eat enough, although he knew that other people's chicken was definitely not as delicious as his own, but when he mentioned eating, he immediately thought of the honey chicken, which made him He recommended a restaurant with a special dish, honey chicken.

"Okay, Moon Tower, see you at six o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow!"

Hu Yueyue hung up the phone quickly. This call somewhat dilutes some of Gu Zheng's bad mood. It is better to ask for help than to ask for others. If others are unwilling to help, he goes to find it himself.