The smell of chicken blood soup has been smelled by millions of people.
This figure sounds exaggerated, but it is not impossible in Shencheng, a metropolis with tens of millions of people. Chicken blood soup is the most fragrant of several famous delicacies in ancient times, which can trigger extremely fragrant delicacies.
It's nothing to smell more people, and it's nothing to eat. 50000 people are especially pious and pray. People who want to find delicious food are also normal, but what's the matter with these customs? Why give him another test?
Does Qiling feel that the recent days are very relaxed, so find him something to do.
The task of conquering ten judges last time was just completed. This time, 50000 people came directly, 5000 times more than the original ten. I don't even know who these 50000 people are now.
"Instrument spirit, do you deliberately find fault?"
The test has been released. It is allowed to refuse this test, but after refusing, the cooking skill of tiexian's chicken blood soup is gone. The reason why guzheng's chicken blood soup is so delicious is because it has the cooking skill of tiexian.
Gu Zheng doesn't know how to take away the cooking skill he learned, but since it has a way to print in his mind, he must also have a way to take it away.
"No, it's the concentration of many people's wishes, which makes me feel. In fact, in the barren world, there have always been immortals collecting mortal wishes for cultivation. If you can collect these wishes, it will be of great help to you!"
The instrument spirit answered Gu Zheng. Gu Zheng didn't know what the willing force was. He didn't care about the benefits. He only knew that the instrument Spirit gave him an impossible task.
"Three months is 90 days. In 90 days, let me make 50000 chicken blood soup. Even if I cook 50 at a time, I have to cook 5000 times. On average, I cook more than 50 times a day, half an hour each time, 24 hours a day. I don't do anything and can't finish it. You still say you're not looking for trouble?"
The ancient contending atmosphere shouted, 50000, ah, not 50, 100. Thinking about this number, the ancient contending head was a little dizzy.
"This test is just to let these 50000 people eat the chicken blood soup you made. There is no restriction on the ingredients. There is no restriction. It must be tiexian cooking. You have a hundred year old soup. It's the same when you make it with a hundred year old soup. As long as it passes your hand!"
The instrument Spirit said faintly, and Gu Zheng was stunned. How could he forget the hundred year old soup.
A hundred years old soup can produce 5000 chicken blood soup every day, 50000, which is only ten days. However, who knows where these 50000 people are, they can't eat them every time.
The test is still very difficult, but it has given Gu Zheng a glimmer of hope to complete it. After all, in three months and 90 days, in theory, Gu Zheng can produce 450000 chicken blood soup, which is equivalent to throwing out a big net to see whether all the 50000 people can be fished out.
"Even if there is a hundred year old soup, I have no place!"
"This is not within the scope of our spirit. You can open your own chicken blood soup shop, or borrow a place to do it like last time!"
Qi Ling said that the last time was the test of fried eggs. That time, the Shu Yu shop borrowed by Gu Zheng sold fried eggs and finally completed the test.
"There are so many 50000 people. What if someone goes out of town and doesn't come back during the test, or someone simply leaves the country and can't come back?"
Gu Zheng thought of another question. Fifty thousand people, fifty thousand people, stand together. I don't know what it looks like. These fifty thousand people are not idle every day. It's normal for some people to travel or go abroad. Even among the fifty thousand people, they may come here to play or visit relatives. What if they don't come back?
"You can rest assured that those who are not local will not be counted, and other people who wish for stronger will be automatically added, and the overall number will remain 50000!"
The weapon spirit had thought of this for a long time and gave him a solution.
In a word, the number of 50000 tests cannot be small. The absent people are eliminated and automatically replaced with people who wish not to join them, but they are also very strong.
Gu Zheng wondered how Qiling knew that these people had such strong wishes. It was hard not to say that it had a calculator.
Gu Zheng now feels that this spirit is far less lovely than the Chaos Tower. How good the Chaos Tower is. It can start itself. It doesn't need him to do anything and has no requirements. He works tirelessly to control the Chaos Tower. This spirit has always given him a test and trouble.
However, Gu Zhengneng's current cooking skills and strength are brought to him by the spirit of the instrument. There are good and bad.
"I know, when will the test begin!" Gu Zheng asked again.
"The test begins now!"
Gu Zheng was stunned again, but he was scolding wildly in his heart. He just asked casually. Originally, he thought that the instrument spirit would give him a preparation time like several times before, but he didn't expect to start now.
He has only three months to test this time, and he can only sell 450000 copies in total. From now on, it is a complete waste of today, a waste of one day, and the possibility of completing the test is reduced by one point.
"Chang Feng, did you drive?"
Chang Feng is looking at Gu Zheng suspiciously. Gu Zheng's expression has changed constantly just now, which makes him inexplicable.
"Open!"
"Go, let's go out!" Gu Zheng immediately grabbed his arm
"Things haven't been cleaned up yet?"
Chang Feng, who was dragged out by Gu Zheng, shouted that there were still dishes and chopsticks they had eaten on the table.
"Come back and clean up!"
Gu Zheng pulled Chang Feng out of the door by force, which made Chang Feng very confused. Today, if Gu Zheng was himself, someone could not replace him. At ordinary times, Gu Zheng must clean up all after dinner. In his words, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard, but now, where is his obsessive-compulsive disorder?
If it weren't for this chicken blood soup, only Gu Zheng could make it, and others couldn't pretend, he really wanted to touch Gu Zheng's face. Did he really have a human skin mask.
Gu Zheng is a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it is not serious.
He has accepted the test and has no intention to refuse. The punisher spirit who failed the test has not said yet, but based on his previous experience, the punishment for failure must be very serious.
"Chang Feng, do you know where there is a suitable place to open a hotel, such as Bianjing Sunjia chicken blood soup?"
After getting on the bus, Gu Zheng suddenly asked Chang Feng. He pulled Chang Feng out, but he didn't know where he was going.
"What do you want to do in such a place? Do you want to open a shop?" Chang Feng asked suspiciously.
"Yes, it's just to open a shop. I still have the sun's century old soup. I can't just waste it. I'm going to open a chicken blood soup shop to sell chicken blood soup!"
Gu Zheng nodded. Qi Ling said that he could open his own shop or borrow a place. It was unrealistic to borrow a place. He had to sell 5000 chicken blood soup every day, which was equivalent to 5000 people coming to eat. Whose hotel could lend him so many places.
Big hotels are OK, but they have their own business. It's impossible for them to occupy the magpie's nest. After thinking about it, they can only open their own store this time.
There are constraints to opening a store, but fortunately, the test is only three months. In the big deal, sell the store after three months, or simply find someone to partner in opening a store. He gives a hundred year old soup and funds to others to manage. Anyway, there is a hundred year old soup. There is no need to worry about business. It must be a profitable business.
But this partner is not easy to find. One is to have management experience and the other is to be very familiar. If the partnership business is not done well, friends will become enemies. It is best to be a person who doesn't care about money like him.
Thinking of this, Gu Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Chang Feng.