The fragrance of chicken blood soup can be smelled by millions of people.
This number sounds very exaggerated, but in Shanghai, a metropolis with a population of tens of millions, it is not impossible. Chicken blood soup is originally the most fragrant among several specialties in ancient times. This has caused great excitement. Fragrance-shaped delicacies.
It doesn¡¯t matter if more people hear about it, it doesn¡¯t matter if they want to eat, it¡¯s normal for fifty thousand people to pray devoutly, and they want to find delicious food, but what does it matter to these spirits? Why give him another test?
Does Qi Ling feel that life has been very easy recently, so find something for him to do?
The last task of conquering the ten judges had just been completed. This time, it was better. Fifty thousand people came directly, which was five thousand times more than the original ten people. Now we don¡¯t even know who these fifty thousand people are.
"Qi Ling, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
The test has been released. You can refuse this test, but after you refuse, Tie Xian¡¯s chicken blood soup cooking skills will be gone. The reason why Gu Zheng¡¯s chicken blood soup is so delicious is because of Tie Xian¡¯s cooking skills.
Gu Zheng didn¡¯t know how Qi Ling used it to take away the cooking skills he had learned, but since it had a way to imprint it on his mind, it must also have a way to take it away.
"No, it was the concentration of so many people's wishes that made me feel it. In fact, in the prehistoric world, there have always been immortals who collected the wishes of mortals for cultivation. If you can collect these wishes, it will be of great help to you!"
Qi Ling replied to Gu Zheng that Gu Zheng didn¡¯t know what the wish force was, and he didn¡¯t care about the benefits. He only knew that Qi Ling gave him an impossible task.
"Three months is only ninety days. If you ask me to make fifty thousand portions of chicken blood soup in ninety days, even if I cook fifty portions at a time, I still have to cook it five thousand times, an average of more than fifty times a day, half an hour each time. , I don¡¯t do anything twenty-four hours a day, and I can¡¯t accomplish it, and you still say you¡¯re not looking for trouble?¡±
Gu Zheng shouted in an aura, fifty thousand copies, not fifty, but one hundred copies. Thinking about this number, Gu Zheng's head felt a little dizzy.
"This test is just to let these 50,000 people eat the chicken blood soup you made. There is no limit to the ingredients. There is no limit to the cooking skills of Tiexian. You have a century-old soup. It is the same if you make it with a century-old soup. As long as you Just use your hand!"
Qi Ling said calmly, while Gu Zheng was stunned for a moment, how could he forget the century-old soup.
The century-old soup can produce 5,000 servings of chicken blood soup every day. 50,000 servings are only enough for ten days. However, who knows where these 50,000 people are, and it is impossible to let them eat every time.
The test is still difficult, but it has given Gu Zheng a glimmer of hope of completion. After all, in three months and ninety days, Gu Zheng can theoretically produce 450,000 servings of chicken blood soup, which is equivalent to casting a wide net to see if he can Fish out all 50,000 people.
"Even if there is a century-old soup, I have no place!"
"This is not within the scope of my consideration. You can open a chicken blood soup shop yourself, or borrow a place to do it like last time!"
The last time Qi Ling was talking about was the omelette test. Gu Zheng borrowed Shu Yu's shop to sell omelette and finally completed the test.
¡°There are so many 50,000 people. What if during the test, some people go to other places and do not come back, or some people simply go abroad and cannot come back?¡±
Gu Zheng thought of another problem. Fifty thousand people, a total of fifty thousand people, stood together in a dense crowd. He didn't know what it looked like. These fifty thousand people were not idle every day. Some were on business trips and some were abroad. This was normal. Some of the 50,000 people may even come here for fun or to visit relatives. What if they don¡¯t come back?
¡°Don¡¯t worry, those who are not local will not be counted, other people with stronger wishes will be automatically added, and the total number will remain at 50,000!¡±
The weapon spirit had actually thought of this a long time ago and gave him a solution.
In short, the number of 50,000 people to be tested cannot be less. Those who are not present will be eliminated and automatically replaced with people who have previously prayed not to join them, but who are also very strong.
Gu Zheng was very suspicious, how did the weapon spirit know that these people had such strong wishes? Could it be that it also had a calculator.
Gu Zheng now feels that this weapon spirit is far less cute than the Chaos Tower. The Chaos Tower is so good. It can start by itself, and there is no need for him to do anything, and there are no requirements. He works hard and controls the Chaos Tower. This weapon spirit, Keep giving him tests and giving him trouble.
But having said that, Gu Zheng¡¯s current cooking skills and strength are all brought to him by the spirit of the weapon. Some are good and some are bad.
"I understand, when will the test begin?" Gu Zheng asked again in his mind.
"The test officially begins now!"
Gu Zheng was stunned again, cursing in his heart. He just asked casually, originally thinking that the weapon spirit would give him time to prepare like it had done several times before.??I didn't expect it to start now.
He only had three months for this test, and he could only sell a total of 450,000 copies. Starting now would mean that today was completely wasted. If he wasted one day, the possibility of completing the test would be reduced by one point.
"Chang Feng, are you driving?"
Chang Feng was looking at Gu Zheng with confusion. The constant changes in Gu Zheng¡¯s expression just now made him baffled.
"opened!"
"Let's go out!" Gu Zheng immediately grabbed his arm
"You haven't packed your things yet?"
Chang Feng, who was dragged out by Gu Zheng, yelled. There were still dishes and chopsticks they had eaten on the table that had not been arranged.
"I'll clean it up when I get back!"
Gu Zheng pulled Chang Feng out of the house and forced him out, leaving Chang Feng very confused as to whether Gu Zheng was the person he was today, or whether someone in disguise could have replaced him. In normal times, Gu Zheng must clean up everything after eating. In his words, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard, but now, where has his obsessive-compulsive disorder gone?
If it weren¡¯t for the fact that only Gu Zheng could make such chicken blood soup and no one else could pretend to be it, he would really want to touch Gu Zheng¡¯s face to see if there really was a human skin mask.
Gu Zheng is a bit obsessive-compulsive, but not serious.
He has accepted the test and has no intention of refusing. The weapon spirit has not yet said the punishment for failing the test, but based on previous experiences, the punishment for failing the test must be severe.
"Chang Feng, do you know where there is a suitable place to open a restaurant, a big place like Sunjia Chicken Blood Soup in Bianjing?"
After getting in the car, Gu Zheng suddenly asked Chang Feng. He pulled Chang Feng out, but he didn't know where he was going.
"What do you want a place like that to do? Do you want to open a store?" Chang Feng asked doubtfully.
"That's right, I'm going to open a store. I still have Sun's century-old soup with me. I can't just let it go to waste. I plan to open a chicken blood soup shop and sell chicken blood soup!"
Gu Zheng nodded. Qi Ling said that he could open a shop by himself or borrow a place. Borrowing a place was unrealistic. He had to sell 5,000 portions of chicken blood soup every day, which meant that 5,000 people would come to eat. Whose restaurant It can be lent to him to accommodate so much space.
A big hotel is okay, but a big hotel has its own business, so it¡¯s impossible for him to occupy the magpie¡¯s nest. After much deliberation, he can only open his own store this time.
There are restrictions on opening a store, but fortunately this test only lasts for three months. At worst, he will sell the store after three months, or simply find someone to open a joint store. He will provide the century-old soup and funds and let others manage it. Anyway, there is a century-old soup Now, there is definitely no need to worry about business, it must be a profitable business.
But it is not easy to find a partner. One is to have management experience, and the other is to be very familiar. If the partnership business does not do well, friends will become enemies. It is best to be someone who does not care about money like him.
Thinking of this, Gu Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Chang Feng.
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