Chapter 10 (1/2)

It's also a test. I should have known for a long time that this elixir is not so easy to take and cooking is not so easy to learn.

The ancient dispute about the urination of the spirit of this instrument is a little understood. It's not so easy to get benefits from it. A test to open the wasteland space will make him half dead. If he knew in advance that he would receive additional rewards and tests, he would certainly not agree to this additional reward.

The test can't be refused, which means that Gu Zheng has no right to choose at all. The only thing that makes Gu Zheng happy is that he doesn't have to worry about his life this time, but what's the punishment for a hundred lashes? Whip yourself with a whip?

”Whipping is the basic punishment of the famine. You can try it first by whipping your ass with fairy bars!”

”No... ah!”

Gu Zheng suddenly screamed. When Qi Ling said he wanted to try, he had a bad feeling. Unfortunately, before he said ”don't try”, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ass, like dozens of blades cutting his ass at the same time.

The painful Gu Zheng's body bent down, and his forehead burst out a cold sweat.

”You, asshole!”

Gu Zheng couldn't help scolding. It felt really sour. He cut meat with more than one knife and dozens of knives at the same time.

Think about it. What's the feeling of cutting dozens of knives at a time with a knife, not to mention that such punishment is still a hundred times. It's hard to imagine that he will become like a hundred lashes. Gu Zheng has a feeling that if he gets a hundred lashes, he might as well die.

No matter how Gu Zheng scolded, Qiling didn't respond. He had to go back to his room and lie there for a rest. His ass was still burning. He didn't dare to lie there or sit down.

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

Fifteen days is not a long time. Gu Zheng can accept this. He doesn't like to spend too long in a place or work for too long. Otherwise, he won't choose the job of food critic. Although his cooking is no better than his father, under his father's influence, he still has no problem trying to be a chef in an ordinary hotel.

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

Fifteen days is acceptable, but how can he find this place? Can he set up a pot on the street and sell fried eggs directly? Not to mention whether others buy it or not, I'm afraid uncle Chengguan will become his most loyal customer and chase him every day.

Can't you sell it on the street, open a shop? More unreliable.

Which shop only sells fried eggs, not to mention that Gu Zheng won't open a shop at all. He doesn't like to be bound. Moreover, at present, he doesn't have the capital to open a shop.

At the thought of money, Gu Zheng's eyelids twitched again.

Before, he spent a lot of money to complete the test. Honey, sorghum rice and wild ginseng didn't cost him much. After all, they were at home. He used more than 5000 other things. Fortunately, there was still a box of water and a lot of sesame oil.

Even so, the cost of that meal will be more than 5000. For Gu Zheng, who has only 5000 or 6000 income per month, this is not a small expense.

I don't know how much money is needed for the next fried egg. The ingredients are limited to inferior, which means that everything used can't use inferior ingredients, including water. When I think of washing dishes, I have to use his 18 yuan bottle of imported mineral water, so Gu Zheng couldn't help pumping.

There is water source, and the oil is ready-made. The effect of fried egg with sesame oil is better, but where can I find the raw materials of this egg?

If you don't mention other eggs, you can use the most commonly used eggs. According to the rating of tiexian food materials, the eggs must be the eggs laid by pollution-free chickens. It's difficult to find such eggs without saying the price. The standard of tiexian is so strict. I'm afraid that a little feed for hens will directly affect the grade of eggs.

Gu Zheng can remember the black chicken. First, it grew up in the mountains. Second, it also ate second-class ingredients, and finally got a second-class rating.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng scolded the instrument spirit again. If the instrument spirit could not be seen or touched, he wanted to beat it, on the premise that he had to be able to beat the instrument spirit.

After scolding for more than half an hour, Gu Zheng felt that his ass didn't hurt so much. Gu Zheng struggled to get up. Although he scolded hard, he didn't dare to ignore the test. In order to let him understand the result of punishment, Qi Ling asked him to try what is whipping. He absolutely didn't want to feel like this again.

Gu Zheng took out his mobile phone and began to call: ”Mr. Wang, this is Gu Zheng. Yes, I wrote to you last time. I want to ask you something. Hello...”