It's another test, and you should have known a long time ago that this elixir is not so easy to take, and cooking skills are not so easy to learn. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This machine spirit has a little understanding of what urine sex Gu Zheng has, and if he wants to get benefits from it, how can it be so easy, a test to open the flood space will make him tired and half dead, if he knew in advance that there would be a test to receive additional rewards, he would definitely not agree to this additional reward.

The test cannot be refused, which is equivalent to not giving Gu Zheng the right to choose at all, and the only thing that makes Gu Zheng a little relieved is that he doesn't have to worry about his life this time, but what kind of punishment is the whip for a hundred lashes?

"Whipping is the basic punishment of the flood wilderness, spanking with fairy strips, you can try it first!"

"No...... Ahh

Gu Zheng suddenly screamed, and when the machine spirit said that he wanted to try, he had a bad premonition, but unfortunately, before he could say 'don't try', he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, as if dozens of blades were cutting his ass at the same time.

Gu Zheng's body was bent down, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You, bastard!"

Gu Zheng couldn't help but scold in his heart, this feeling was really sour, cutting meat with a knife, there was more than one knife, and dozens of knives were carried out at the same time.

Think about it, what it feels like to cut dozens of knives on your body with a knife at a time, not to mention that such a punishment is still a hundred times, it is hard to imagine what he will become if he is whipped a hundred times, Gu Zheng has a feeling that if he is punished with a hundred lashes, it is better to die.

No matter how Gu Zheng scolded, the machine spirit did not respond, he could only walk back to the room by himself, lying there to rest, his butt was still hot and painful, and he didn't dare to lie down or sit down at all.

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

Fifteen days, not a long time, this makes Gu Zheng acceptable, he doesn't like to be 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 a food critic, although his cooking skills are not as good as his father, but under the influence of his father, there is no problem if he wants to be a chef in an ordinary restaurant.

The chef's income is much higher than that of him writing food reviews, and because the chef is too fixed and has free food reviews, he finally chose to be a food critic.

Fifteen days is 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 buy it or not, I am afraid that Uncle Chengguan will become his most loyal customer, chasing him every day.

It's not good to sell it on the street, and it's even more unreliable to open a store.

There is a store that only sells omelettes, not to mention, Gu Zheng can't open a store at all, he doesn't like to be tied down, and he doesn't have the capital to open a store at present.

As soon as he thought of the money, Gu Zheng's eyelids twitched again.

In order to complete the test before, he spent a lot of money, honey, sorghum rice and wild ginseng didn't use his money, after all, it was at home, and he used more than 5,000 for other things, but fortunately, there was still a box of water left, and there was a lot of sesame oil left.

Even so, the cost of that meal was more than five thousand, which was a lot of money for Gu Zheng, who only had an income of five or six thousand a month.

The next omelette, I don't know how much money it costs to make it, and the ingredients are limited to inferior, which means that everything used cannot use inferior ingredients, including water sources, and he has to use his eighteen yuan a bottle of imported mineral water to brush the dishes, and the corners of Gu Zheng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

The water source is there, the oil is also ready-made, and the sesame oil fried egg is better, but where to find the raw materials for this egg?

Don't say other eggs, just use the most commonly used eggs, according to the rating of the ingredients of the fairy, the eggs must be the eggs laid by the pollution-free and pollution-free chickens, not to mention the price of such eggs, it is difficult to find, the standards of the fairies are so strict, I am afraid that the hen eats a little feed, which will directly affect the grade of the eggs.

Gu Zheng remembers that the black chicken, first, grew up in the mountains, and secondly, it also ate inferior ingredients, and finally got an inferior rating.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng scolded the machine spirit again, if it weren't for the fact that this tool spirit couldn't be seen or touched, he would have thought about beating it, provided that he could beat the machine spirit.

After scolding for more than half an hour, he felt that his butt was not so painful, Gu Zheng struggled to get up, although he scolded fiercely, but he didn't dare to ignore this test, in order to let him understand the result of the punishment, he had already let him try what is called whipping, and he definitely didn't want to have a second time like this.

Gu Zheng took out his mobile phone and started calling: "Mr. Wang, I'm Gu Zheng, yes, I wrote an article for you last time, I want to ask you something, hey, ......"

He called the manager of an ecological villa, which is mainly original, green and pollution-free, and the food is planted and bred by himself.

The red envelope Gu Zheng didn't want it, but the food was really commented on, the ingredients were acceptable, but the cooking skills were average, and the evaluation was decent.

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

The second call was less than fifteen seconds, the other party hung up the phone again, this is the chef of a big hotel, the big hotel has more purchase channels, he wanted to ask, but the other party knew his identity and hung up the phone directly.

Gu Zheng was a little puzzled, this Gao boss didn't seem to have offended him, and it seemed that he had written about their goodness, why did he hang up the phone like this?

How did he 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 where it is, as the saying goes, there is no first martial arts, and the same is true as a chef, because people hate him to the present, how can he still talk to him when he hears it.

"Mr. Zhu ......"

"Lao Zhao ......"

"Captain Guo......"

I made several phone calls in a row, but only one tone was better, but he was told that he didn't know, and another asked him if he was unemployed and looking for a job.

"Is my popularity so bad, shouldn't it!"

Holding the mobile phone, Gu Zheng's face was full of puzzlement, he usually does not accept red envelopes from others, only writes the comments that he believes in his heart, although the manuscript fee is less, but he has a clear conscience, but unfortunately he doesn't know at all, because these pertinent comments have not satisfied those merchants who want to be praised, he has offended many people.

But for magazines and websites, food reviews can't be blindly said to be good, they always have to be a little different, and Gu Zheng's reviews happen to be that different, decent and impartial, so people won't think that they have been bought, so Gu Zheng's manuscripts can be published from time to time.

"Lala, I'm a spinach, a cabbage ......"

Gu Zheng's mobile phone rang suddenly, his ringtone has been used for several years, Wang Tao and they said that Gu Zheng is worthy of being a pure foodie, and the mobile phone ringtones are all dishes.

Quickly picked up the phone, Gu Zheng's face immediately showed a trace of disappointment, he thought that the person who had called before had something to reply to him, but he didn't think it was his old classmate, Hu Yueyue's phone.

"Gu Caizi, have you been busy lately?"

Hu Yueyue is a classmate of Gu Zheng University, a female man, usually crazy, after graduating from college, Gu Zheng has very few classmates, he is a little introverted, he doesn't like to take the initiative to contact others, only Hu Yueyue likes to call him if he has something to do.

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

"What's wrong with the ancient genius and gourmet, so unenergetic, could it be that he will overwork in the afternoon?" Hu Yueyue first made a joke in a strange voice, and then continued: "Of course I asked you which place the food is delicious, and by the way, I will inform you that this class reunion is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, you promised me last time, and you will definitely come this time!"

The class reunion that Hu Yueyue said is some of the people they often contact after graduating from college and stay in the city, the number is not much, only one or twenty people, Hu Yueyue They often organize some parties, and every time they will ask Gu Zheng which restaurant is delicious, and then settle there.

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

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

Gu Zheng thought for a while, and then agreed, he had just eaten honey sauce chicken and didn't eat enough, although he knew that other people's was definitely not as delicious as his own cooking, but when he mentioned eating, he immediately remembered the honey sauce chicken just now, and asked him to recommend a restaurant with special dishes honey sauce chicken.

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

Hu Yueyue quickly hung up the phone, this phone somewhat diluted Gu Zheng's bad mood, it is better to ask for others than for himself, others are not willing to help, so he will find it himself.