Chapter 12: chapter012

Chapter 12 Invitation to the Chefs Association
I just closed the live broadcast so fast, I didn't want to say a few more words with everyone, but because his light brain had a communication and came in.
The number is unfamiliar, hesitated, or chose to connect.
"Hey?"
"Hey, is it Mr. Yu?" The sweet girl voice came from the opposite side.
Ramp: "It's me."
"Hello, Mr. Hao, I am Wang Xia, a staff member of the Jinjiang Live Broadcasting Platform. The job number is 247,454." She showed her identity and explained, "It is like this. The Chefs Association contacted us and hoped to You get in touch, but you are the signing anchor of our platform. We will not disclose your personal information to anyone without your permission, so I would like to ask you for your opinion today."
Wang Xia conveyed the request of the other party very generously: "Would you like to hand over your personal communication number to the other party?"
"Yes, but in addition to the communication number, I hope that the platform should not reveal my other personal information to the other party." Nodded. Less than five minutes after the call ended, the chef association’s newsletter came over.

Hello, Mr. Qi, I am Zhao Ping of the Outreach Department of the Chefs Association. We have learned about your excellent performance on the Jinjiang Live Platform. The President appreciates you very much. I wonder if you are interested in joining the Chefs Association and cooking. Level test?"
The Chefs' Association is the chef's holy place in StarCraft. Although it has been unsatisfactory in terms of results in recent years, its status has become higher and higher. As the Academy of Sciences begins to implement and restore natural ingredients, the government allocates large sums of money each year to fund. And the Association of Supporting Chefs, it has become a place where every chef dreams of entering.
And if you can become a chef of the chef's association, there will be a qualitative leap in the improvement of the chef's own worth.
For the chef's card, he planned to go to the exam before, but if he was to enter the chef association, he was not very keen. In addition to the reason that his body has not yet fully recovered, there is another reason for this physical identity problem. Although he has been sleeping for five years and has settled with the brokerage company, the original owner has been a smash hit master once. Appearing, it is easy to be recognized, and I am afraid that there will be many incidents.
With this in mind, I can only reply with a slight apology: "Sorry, I am not convenient to join the association for the time being. As for the chef level test, I will pass when I have time."
"Okay, I look forward to your arrival." Hearing the rejection, the other party was not disappointed, and asked, "The next Wednesday, the association will hold a culinary exchange meeting. There will be many star chefs coming to participate. If you are interested, we can send you an invitation. I wonder if you have time?"
I thought about it for a while, or refused. "Sorry, I have just had a serious illness recently. It is not convenient to go out. I am afraid I can't participate in the exchange."
"That's really unfortunate." Two times in a row, Zhao Ping's attitude has remained unchanged. "I hope that you will recover soon. The exchange will be held every month. If you change your mind, feel free to welcome you." Join."
"Okay thank you."
The two talked a little more and ended the call.
This communication from the Chefs Association made him realize that he should study the things about the original owner.
The main reason why he did not attend the exchange meeting is that his current body has not recovered, but there are still some reasons, that is, he still does not know much about the original owner, and is afraid of any trouble. But he can't just stay in this apartment for a live broadcast, and never go out. At that time, his identity will naturally be exposed. If he still knows nothing about the life before the original owner or even some secrets, who? I don't know if it will cause any consequences.
Since he crossed the world, there have been few contacts with anyone except in the hospital. All the things he knew about the original owner were learned from the former agent Cui Lei, but Cui Lei was not clear about the things before the original contracting agency.
What is the situation of the original family, and whoever he has given out of the big money every month, must be figured out. Although amnesia is a good excuse, there are also hospitals that can prove it, but I don't want to do this, lest it be used by the people and give them a hole.
He shook his head and remembered it in his heart and turned back into the kitchen.
Twenty prizes, Xiaobai have all been packaged, just need to call StarCraft. Two chickens per person and a large spoonful of potatoes, if you are alone with a meal, you can still eat.
The remaining ten chicken wings, I only left four for myself, and the remaining six were all packaged and ready to be sent to the
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local tyrant who did not win the prize. Before that group of sunspots could be pressed down so quickly, thanks to his help, and these chicken wings were basically bought with the money he was rewarding, and naturally he should have one.
I remembered the meteor shower that the other party voted before the live broadcast was closed, but I couldn't get the reply I wanted. I didn't know how many lost grievances, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Seems like, a little cute?

After finishing all the work on his hands, He Yunyan calmed down his face. The sky was already dark. He thought that there would be a meal of the anchor in the evening, so he didn't prepare the nutrient. At this point, he felt that the stomach was hungry.
Sure enough, natural ingredients will corrode people's will.
He Shaoxiang thought coldly, stepped out of the elevator, and was preparing to leave the military, but was shouted by the guards of the security department.
"The general will have your courier."
He Yunqi glimpsed a little, took over his own express, and looked at the word "food" written on it, could not help but look at it.
"Thank you." He nodded to the sergeant, and took the courier out of the door and took the suspension.
Fifteen minutes later, the home of the He family has appeared in front of him.
As soon as the door opened, He Yunqi was keenly smelling a disgusting smell, but mixed with some familiar scent, which made him unable to slightly wrinkle his handsome eyebrows.

Little?
Hearing the sound, the turnip wearing apron came out of the kitchen.
I didn’t expect you to come back early. I gave Xiaoyi a meal. If you don’t like it, go back upstairs.

Turnip watched the little son's face carefully. As a mother, she naturally knew how much her little son was disgusted with natural food. In this respect, her husband is actually the same, so she rarely happens at home. Open fire to cook.
But today is the weekend, she and her eldest son are rare to go home early, they made a simple food under the proposal of the eldest son, but did not expect the younger son to come back early.
"It doesn't matter, I brought the dish." He Yunqi lifted the crisper that had been removed from his hand.
Looking at the food contained in the transparent crisper, Yan Qing suddenly stopped, and she couldn't think of her little son actually taking the initiative to bring natural food to his home.
At this time, He Yunyi had changed his pajamas and went downstairs. When he saw the crisper on his hand, he couldn’t help but be surprised:
Hey? Is this braised chicken-winged potato? There are so many? Which restaurant did you buy in the middle of the road? These star chefs can’t do anything new, and it’s not slow to learn new dishes.

"Not bought." He Yunhao put the crisper on the table, faintly said, "Let's eat together."
"Isn't it bought? Is it someone who sent it?" He Yunyi thought it was sent by the fans of his brother, and quickly shook his head. "Small, you still don't eat that, try your brother."
He Yunqi looked at his brother's treasure, and took out a fresh-keeping box similar to his own hand. It also contained braised chicken wings and potatoes.
"Only there is a food anchor on the star network. You know it. The little princess in Xiajia knows it? She seems to be very fascinated by the anchor recently. Every time she comes to find the white guy, she will say a few words. She also suspects that the other person is a member of the Academy of Sciences. He Yunyi shook his head and couldn't help but smile. "But in this case, the anchor can be much more powerful than the chefs of the chef association. There is a clear need to get the ingredients in advance, but I can't think of them in two hours." Practice."
He Yunwei: "..."
He skipped this topic and grabbed another focus: "Is the Chefs Association in the Academy?"
"It’s not a good thing, just tell the ingredients first, and send a few more to them for research.
He Yunyi waved his hand and looked at his old brother’s old fox-like smile. He Yun said:
This should be’ Will it be yours?"
He was discovered that He Yunyi was not annoyed. He smiled and said: "Our Academy of Sciences also needs to generate income."
During the conversation between the two brothers, Jing Jing had already come out to cook the fried dishes. When they heard the brothers talking, they couldn’t help but say: "What are the two brothers talking about?"
He Yunyi walked over to help her put the plate on the table, smiled and opened the chair to let her sit down, and sat down next to her. "Not a whisper, the chef association is getting worse now, and yesterday was also a The food host of the newcomer beat his face."
He pointed to the chicken wings on the table. "This is the lottery I played in the live broadcast of the anchor today. You also tasted it and watched it like it." He pointed to the one brought by He Yunhao. The one next to the aunt brought it, it is estimated that the outside chef is copying."
He Yunyi couldn't help but glance at the younger brother. "You see that he never watches entertainment, and now he is suffering. I don't know if I buy fakes."
"No."
Slightly said, He Yunqi opened the chair, sat across from his brother, and his posture was still straight. "This is also the anchor."
Against the eyes of He Yunyi, he couldn't help but lift his lower jaw slightly, and the wind opened the cover of the crisper, and raised his eyebrows slightly in the rich fragrance.
"I am the housing manager of the live broadcast."