Chapter 24
Since it is said to be a competition, there is naturally a voting interface. Each person's ID can only cast one vote. It can be seen from the optical computer that Su Chaoqi's vote count has been overwhelming in less than 10 minutes. Chen, leaving Wang Yan far behind.
This vote was not only cast by the students of the First Military Academy, but also by viewers in the live broadcast room of Xia Guo and other media people who "ate" the taste of food through synaesthesia.
Su Chaoqi ignored what was going on outside the window and continued refining the oil. Su Chaoliu was responsible for inserting a skewer into each piece of oil residue and distributing it to those waiting in line.
After Xia Guo ate one piece, she couldn't help but queue up to eat the second piece.
There are hundreds of thousands of mouths in the live broadcast room, waiting for food.
This kind of repeated collection is allowed, but it is visible to the naked eye. No one wants to go to Wang Yan to receive it a second time, but they all queue up in the long queue in front of Su Chaoqi.
Wang Yan's face was surprisingly ugly. He could never imagine that he would lose to a student who was not a chef. She even only used a kitchen knife, a pot, a colander, and only a little salt.
Compared to her, all his kitchen utensils and spices seemed like a joke.
But no one cares about the face of the loser.
Finally, the chef student union couldn't bear it anymore.
"Please wait a moment." A cadre of the student union came out and walked towards Su Chaoqi. All eyes were focused on him for a moment.
Su Chao Liu raised his eyebrows, looked at the person coming out, and raised the corners of his mouth into a half-smile.
This person had better not come here to cause trouble, otherwise she wouldn't mind letting him know why the sky was so blue today.
The cadre said: "I don't think this is a dish. As we all know, a dish should be a work of art. It should be a combination of knife skills, heat, seasoning, and presentation..."
"You are wrong," Su Chaoqi was not interested in listening to his long talk and interrupted directly, "The first purpose of cooking is to make the food delicious. All the techniques are to make the food more delicious. As long as the food is delicious, these techniques will not matter. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have one.”
Focusing too much on technique but losing the pursuit of essence, Su Chaoqi didn't know what the chef department taught him.
But could the cadre resign at this moment? He had no other choice if he stood up. He still insisted: "You are cheating. I don't think this game should count."
Su Chaoliu was about to speak, but Su Chaoqi raised his hand to stop her.
"If it doesn't count, forget it," she shrugged and said casually, "I don't intend to talk too much to you, I have to continue doing things."
The cadre punched the cotton, and he could hardly lift it up, but he was pushed away by the people in line: "Get out of the way, don't block the road."
He watched as the people in line happily received the small piece of oil residue Su Chaoliu gave him, ate it with treasure and satisfaction, and then went to line up again.
The public's reaction was the most direct.
Xia Guo smiled and decided to strike while the iron was hot...oh no, it would add fuel to the fire.
She began to interview people in line about their impressions of the meal.
Everyone said that the oil residue was more delicious than the shredded pork with green pepper.
But the amount of oil residue is limited after all. After being divided, many people were reluctant to leave and looked at Su Chaoqi eagerly, hoping that she would make more moves.
Su Chaoqi could only smile apologetically: "Sorry, we've all finished eating. Let's go back."
"Is it really gone?"
"Yeah, yeah, do it a little more."
Su Chaoqi apologized: "I'm sorry, it's really gone. The remaining materials are not suitable for making oil residue. If I can still make it next time, I will definitely give it to everyone to try."
Then she and Su Chaoliu closed the stall very resolutely.
After returning to the dormitory, Su Chaoliu gave Su Chaoqi some remaining milk fat meat. They refined some more in the room, then packed the lard residue and put the refined lard into jars, and then divided the lard residue into two parts. The two acted separately.
The oil residue Su Chaoliu was holding was given to the student union of the Individual Soldier Department. Originally, the fight between the Biology Department students and the Chef Department students had nothing to do with the Individual Soldier Department. However, because Su Chaoliu personally wanted to be Su Chaoqi's assistant, the Individual Soldier Department The student union took on the responsibility of maintaining order this time.
Su Chaoqi went to thank Xia Guo. She saw Xia Guo's Venus Entertainment media may really be here for the hot spot, but Venus Entertainment was invited by her, so of course special thanks are due.
Xia Guo was waiting on the Venus Entertainment aircraft. Soon Su Chaoqi arrived. She knocked on the door and was let in.
“Ms.
She handed both the thermos boxes to Xia Guo.
Xia Guo opened the thermal box and cheered happily when she saw the oil residue inside: "Thank you so much, I really want to eat this."
But she still restrained herself and closed the thermos, and decided to eat with Morissa when she returned to Venus Chaoqi also knew how to stop at nothing. She stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first. I look forward to seeing you next time."
Seeing that she was just sending something and not mentioning her request, Xia Guo narrowed her eyes, but still smiled cordially: "Okay, be careful on the road."
After Su Chaoqi left, Xia Guo said to the driver, "Go back to the company."
When Xia Guo returned to the company, she first went to Morissa's office and gave her the thermal box: "That kid of yours gave it to you."
Morissa opened the thermos box and took a look, then took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece and ate it.
After chewing it, she couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, what you actually eat in your mouth and what you eat during the live broadcast are two different feelings."
Xia Guo laughed at her: "You actually watched the live broadcast. You really care about that kid. Who is she?"
Morissa smiled slightly: "She is a second-class person."
"What?" Xia Guo was greatly surprised, "Inferior person? How could that be?"
"It doesn't seem like it," Morissa leaned back in her chair and said calmly, "Many people in Area A couldn't get into the First Military Academy, but two inferior people did."
Yes, there are still two, both twins.
Xia Guo only checked the superficial information. After all, it was only one night and she didn't find much.
"Their learning ability is too scary." Xia Guo thought about how she was still a few points away from the lowest admission score of the First Military Academy. Originally, she didn't think the twins were particularly powerful. After all, the First Military Academy has so many students every year. Many families can always cultivate their children with careful cultivation, just like she has been indispensable from her parents' education and training since she was a child.
But it's different for second-class people. The starting point is different. They have no family resources to use, and they can only rely on themselves for everything.
But by being admitted to the First Military Academy on their own, it can be said that they have achieved a class leap. What are they going to do now that they are related to an entertainment company? "Then what do they want to do? Marketing, becoming Internet celebrities?" Xia Guo asked doubtfully, "But their identities do have packaging value."
Second-class person, first military academy student, these two words are originally unrelated to each other, but when put together they do have enough explosive points.
Morissa raised her eyes: "They want to teach everyone how to cook."
Xia Guo gasped: "What kind of whimsy is this?"
Yes, in the eyes of most people, this is whimsical, but there are two girls who not only dare to think about it, but also dare to do it.
Such a newborn calf is not only admirable, but also scary.
"I don't dislike people with ideals," said Morissa. "I'm also willing to give them some help. Of course, what I appreciate even more is that Su Chaoqi is a person who is very good at seizing opportunities. At least this time she is... Give yourself some hype.”
For Morissa, hype is not a negative word. Being able to seize opportunities to hype is also a skill.
Xia Guo was silent, and then said: "Even if they can teach everyone cooking skills, if there are no ingredients and no seasoning, what's the use of teaching them?"
"So Su Chaoqi plans to start teaching how to make seasonings."
This is really... teaching from scratch.
Xia Guo couldn't imagine: "How many people's interests will this affect?"
Morissa was noncommittal: "Jin Hui once translated a historical sentence for me, 'Once you have appropriate profit capital, be bold. If there is 10% profit, it is guaranteed to be used everywhere; if there is 20% profit, It becomes active; with 50% profit, it takes desperate risks; for 100% profit, it dares to trample all human laws; with 300% profit, it dares to commit any crime and even risk the gallows. I I think this paragraph is very reasonable. What Su Chaoqi provides is more than 10% profit. There will definitely be people willing to make condiments according to her method to earn profits for themselves, and then the market will be turbulent."
Xia Guo asked, "Then do you want to participate?"
Morissa looked at her strangely: "I run an entertainment company."
Xia Guo understood. What Mosha meant was that she wanted to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. How fierce the fighting outside had nothing to do with her. She was just an ordinary entertainment company CEO who provided a live broadcast platform for Su Chaoqi. .
"They are so pitiful," Xia Guo sighed, "I don't know what kind of storm they will encounter in the future."
"That's not the case," Melissa didn't quite agree with Xia Guo's statement. "The two of them should have been mentally prepared and made a response plan. They were consciously approaching the young master of the Yan family. As long as Yan If the family is willing to give them shelter, others are nothing."
Xia Guo thought that she had indeed seen Yan Hanguang today.
If eating alien beasts becomes easier than it is now, then the first beneficiary will indeed be the military, because the abilities of alien beasts and supernatural warriors are linked. The more alien beasts are eaten, at least the more stable the abilities will be. Ability exhaustion syndrome can easily occur.
"I'm telling you, these two kids seem to be very scheming," Xia Guo shook her head and sighed, "They are obviously just two hard-working kids."
Morissa was noncommittal: "Innocence is originally a patent for a few people."
(End of this chapter)
