Chapter 1170 (1/2)
In a mountainous town called Qinggang, which is far away from Kunming City in Yunnan Province, a young man ran on the cement road with fast steps.
Although there are mountains around here, the village roads here have been built into cement roads. The young man is about 20 years old and runs quickly to a small green tile house.
”Dad, Dad, Dad, you're home.”
The young man shouted as he ran to the door. As soon as he saw his father sitting at the door smoking cigarettes, he immediately complained.
”You're at home when you're not at home.” The young man's father raised his hand and knocked on the cigarette rod. He didn't have a good airway.
The father looked more than 40 years old, his face and hands were very clean, even if he smoked, his hands were not yellow, and his clothes were clean. He sat on the small bench at the door.
”I have something urgent. Dad, you can respond at home.” Young humanity.
”What's up?” Seeing that he was always silent, his father asked directly.
”You are not a country cook. Now there is a country cook competition. I think you will be invincible all over the world as soon as you appear.” The young man made two gestures and said excitedly.
”No.” The old father shook his head directly.
”Why?” The young man was in a hurry.
”What's the meaning of the game? It's better to take two more jobs and earn you some money to marry a daughter-in-law.” The old father took a smoke happily and said in a pragmatic tone.
”Then you might as well take part in the competition. The prize money is 500000.” The young man said immediately.
”I won't go either. What's fair in the current game?” The old father has a sophisticated look.
”No, this competition is very formal. It is held by the kitchen Federation. Haven't you always wanted to join the kitchen Federation?” The young man said at once.
”Now I'm old and don't want to.” The old father remained unmoved.
”It is said that the first five can join this time. Don't you try?” The young man continued.
”Oh? Who else holds it besides the kitchen Union?” The old father was moved and asked aloud.
”Of course, there is the government.” The young man said at once.
”There are other rules.” The old father continued.
”By the way, this is a rural kitchen competition jointly organized by the three provinces. It's not easy. Dad, you have to refuel.” The young man suddenly thought of it and said at once.
”Three provinces United?” Said the old father.
”Yes, in addition to our cloud Province, there are your province and Sichuan Province.” The young man counted one by one with his fingers and suddenly patted his head: ”by the way, this activity was initiated by Yuanzhou, the great cook you heard of, Dad. I heard that he paid the bonus.”
”Yuanzhou, you're not talking about boss yuan.” The old father was interested.
”It should be right. I think it says that it is a new generation of tripod bearers in the chef industry.” Young people are not sure.
”If you didn't tell me earlier, chef yuan is the most disciplined person. You can't be wrong. Let's go.” The old father immediately raised his hand to put out the smoke and stood up directly.
”Where are you going?” The young man was stunned and forced, and some didn't react.
”Of course I'm going to sign up. Is it my kind to be so stupid?” The old father knocked the young man on the head with a cigarette stick.
”If you can't live or die just now, you'll go as soon as you hear Yuanzhou.” The young man said angrily, ”Dad, do you still know Yuanzhou?”
”Nonsense, boss Yuan who defeated the devil cook doesn't know.” The old father said, ”when you have one tenth of chef yuan, I will admit that you are my kind.”