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- Gu Ming lives in an apartment. It¡¯s not as big as the one in Shanghai, but it¡¯s not small either.
For a famous chef like him, wherever he goes to work, he will be provided with a good residence. This apartment has two bedrooms, a cloakroom, a separate study room and a large living room. The living room is connected to the dining room and is very exquisitely decorated.
This is abroad. If it were in China, a celebrity chef of Gu Ming's level would only get better and more.
Someone invited Gu Zheng before and even directly provided him with a villa to live in. As long as he was willing to go, he would have a small villa with a nanny and a maid. If he could work for five years, the small villa would be given to him.
Gu Zheng is the first in the national competition and the most popular one. Such treatment is not an exaggeration.
"go a head!"
When he got home, Gu Ming sat in front of the sofa and crossed his legs. He didn't tell Gu Zheng where the things were, so he let Gu Zheng find them by himself.
This was really the first time for Gu Zheng to come to this place, but even if Gu Ming didn't tell him, Gu Zheng could find the kitchen utensils wherever they were placed. He knew Gu Ming's habits, and as a chef, he couldn't even find the kitchen and kitchen utensils. Not a qualified chef at all.
After a while, bursts of fragrance emitted from the kitchen.
Gu Ming sniffed hard. He wanted to go to the kitchen, but he endured it and continued to sit in front of the sofa and watch TV. Unfortunately, his mind was no longer on the TV.
Fortunately, what Gu Zheng is making is not chicken blood soup, which has a limited aroma. If it were chicken blood soup, people tens of thousands of meters around would be able to smell the aroma, and the search for the source of the aroma would shift from Shanghai to Paris.
In more than half an hour, four dishes and one soup were served.
Gu Zheng didn¡¯t use his own ingredients. He came empty-handed. He couldn¡¯t explain why he used his own ingredients. He used all the things he had at home, but he quietly added some other ingredients of his own.
For example, fairy apricots are cleverly added to mashed potatoes. Through the cover-up of ancient disputes, the taste of apricots can no longer be tasted, while the sobriety of mashed potatoes is doubled, making it taste more refreshing.
"Four dishes and one soup are very simple, combining Chinese and Western styles. When Gu Ming came to the table, he took a sip of the soup and couldn't help but nodded.
The soup is just ordinary beef soup. The ingredients are all available at home. Gu Ming usually makes it himself, but he has to admit that what he makes is indeed not as good as Gu Zheng. It is just a soup, and Gu Zheng makes it better than him. Much.
No wonder Gu Zheng was able to take first place, but he was only third.
In addition to soup, Gu Ming has also made other dishes. After tasting them, he once again admitted that he was not as good as Gu Zheng. Although they are all common home-cooked side dishes, the more common the side dishes are, the more they can reflect the strength of a chef.
Even home-cooked dishes can¡¯t compare, Gu Zheng is indeed much better than him.
This made Gu Ming sigh again. He couldn't accept old age. Although he was not old yet, he was still proud to have such a son. Since Gu Zheng won the first place in the national food competition, many old friends called him to congratulate him. The face adds a lot of light.
"I heard that your Guji Chicken Blood Soup business is very good?"
After dinner, the father and son were sitting on the sofa chatting. Gu Ming asked Gu Zheng about his business.
"It's not bad, Sunjia Lao Tang is really good, Gao Changhe is also very hardworking, and some other foods are very good, the daily turnover is indeed very impressive now!"
Gu Zheng nodded slightly, the business of Guji Chicken Blood Soup was indeed good, it was not 'okay' at all as he said. In Shanghai, and even across the country, there were many people who were jealous of Guji Chicken Blood Soup.
Some people want to buy shares, some want to join, and some even directly use the name of Guji Chicken Blood Soup. However, the end of these people is not very good, and gradually many people give up on this idea.
"As long as the business is good, I heard that you opened this store in partnership with others. Partnership business is not easy to do. Is there any problem?"
Gu Ming asked again. He inquired about Gu Zheng¡¯s business attentively. After all, it was his son¡¯s property, and his name was Gu Ji. This name made him laugh for a long time.
But what he inquired about was one-sided, not comprehensive. He only knew that Gu Zheng¡¯s partner had a deep background and had a good relationship with Gu Zheng, but he didn¡¯t know the details, so he asked.
"It's okay, we don't have any problems. In fact, people don't look down on my little bit of industry at all. If they take out anything they can, they'll have much more than us!"
Gu Zheng smiled and shook his head. Guji Chicken Blood Soup's business was good, but it was nothing compared to the Chang family's industry. Not to mention other things, let's just talk about the Lianfeng Group where Du Yang worked. That was only owned by the Chang family. A small industry is a company created by Chang Lian who likes financial securities.
If not soGu Zheng had discovered it a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be related to the little girl in front of him.
"sure, no problem!"
Gu Zheng agreed directly. It was just a small favor, nothing serious at all, not to mention that the other party was a fellow countryman. When meeting a fellow countryman in a foreign country, there is always a sense of intimacy.
In ten minutes, the little girl has to find three Chinese people. Gu Zheng is just the first one. She has to find two more.
The little girl was very serious and kept asking people with oriental faces on the street. Unfortunately, she was not so lucky this time. She asked three people in a row, two Koreans and one Japanese.
"I'm sorry, I'm not Chinese!"
The fourth oriental face was a young man in his twenties. He was quite polite and spoke Mandarin, but he said something that shocked both Gu Zheng and the little girl.
"I am American!"
Before the little girl could continue to ask questions, the man raised his head proudly and added another sentence.
Gu Zheng frowned slightly. This young man had an absolutely oriental face and spoke standard Mandarin. Such a person would be recognized as a Chinese, not an American.
¡°You are a Chinese American, it doesn¡¯t matter, we are doing a show, nationality is not important, as long as you are Chinese, even if you have joined people of other nationalities!¡±
The little girl said quickly, more than half of the time had passed, and she had not found the second Chinese person, which made her a little anxious. Now that this person spoke standard Mandarin, he could definitely be treated as a Chinese person.
"I stress again, I am an American, not an inferior Chinese!"
The young man seemed very unhappy and replied in a serious tone. The little girl stayed there completely, while Gu Zheng raised his head in astonishment.
"The United States is the best country in the world. I am proud to join such a country. It was a shame for me to be Chinese before. To mention Chinese again is an insult to me. It is inexcusable!"
The young man said seriously, waved his hand after speaking, and then turned around to leave.
"etc!"
Before he could turn around, a force pulled him, causing him to turn his body back again.
"You are free to be an American if you wish, but what do you mean by saying that it was a shame to be Chinese before?"
It was Gu Zheng who attracted the young man. Gu Zheng didn¡¯t intend to ask about this kind of thing. The other person wanted to be an American, so he let him do it. He thought Americans were good, so let him think so, but he just chose to do it. What can I say? Being Chinese is a shame, which Gu Zheng cannot accept.
"Besides, this is not in China, but abroad, and there are TV stations recording the program, so it is even more impossible for him to sit idly by.
"What else can it mean? Chinese people are all low-class people. Do low-class people understand?"
The young man was not happy to be pulled by Gu Zheng, and almost roared at Gu Zheng. The cameraman and others who had been following behind him seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and they all came closer. There were also people whispering, Gu Zheng I heard a little bit, and it seems to mean that this kind of program is very effective, so it should be recorded well.
His roar also attracted the attention of other people around him, and many people looked here.
"Inferior people?"
Gu Zheng suddenly smiled, but with a cold light in his eyes, he said in a different way: "Don't talk about you, even your American master dare not say that Chinese people are inferior people. Who do you think you are? You dare to say that." ?¡±
Gu Zheng is no longer polite at all, and there is no need to be polite to such a person who has abandoned his ancestors and his country.
"You dare to insult my motherland"
The young man was even angrier. As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and wanted to hit Gu Zheng. Before his hand could reach out, his whole body went limp.
For such a person, Gu Zheng has no scruples about taking action against him. In Gu Zheng's heart, such a person cannot even be called a human being. He has never seen such a disgusting person.
"Oh, cold, I'm so cold!"
The young man was lying on the ground, curled up, and kept shouting, sometimes in Mandarin, sometimes in English.
"Didn't you say your American master is okay? Let your American master treat you and see if they can cure your problem!"
Gu Zheng said calmly, using sound transmission, so only the young man could hear it.
"How much time do you have left?"
Gu Zheng turned around and asked the little girl again. The little girl hurriedly looked at her watch, raised her head and said, "There's only one and a half minutes left, it's too late!"
¡°One and a half minutes is enough time, follow me!¡±
Gu Zheng replied softly, and without waiting for the little girl to reply, he directly pulled her forward. The little girl couldn't find the Chinese people, but he could. In fact, he had already discovered other Chinese people on this street. Both his hearing and vision are far stronger than ordinary people, and he has noticed everything long ago.
If you like The Descendants of Tie Xian in the City, please collect it: The Descendants of Tie Xian in the City is updated the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)bsp; Gu Zheng replied softly, and without waiting for the little girl to reply, he directly pulled her forward. The little girl could not find the Huaxia people, but he could. In fact, he had already discovered other Huaxia people on this street. Human beings, whose hearing and vision are far stronger than ordinary people, have noticed everything long ago.
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