Chapter 162

"Lu Qi, help me apply for the Star Master certificate, I will leave immediately." Feng Qingge turned around and said, needless to say, she directly rejected the dead fat man behind her. Sure enough, it's a scumbag trade union. It costs a thousand dollars to enter the door, and now she even needs money to talk, so she doesn't bother to explain anything.

"Oh." Lu Qi nodded again and again, passed the assessment directly, and gave Feng Qingge the proof of the Xuanjie star master.

The two looked at Fatty Jin with tears in their eyes, and the old head was about to cry, just like a child, holding up the medicinal pill in his hand, he choked up: "Old Jin, you have ruined my big business! This little guy is a Talent, the accomplishments in alchemy are not inferior to losing to the first alchemy genius in the capital, you actually let her leave like this!"

"Gu Tou, don't you know what kind of person I am? If you want to ask me, all the gold, silver and jewelry will be put into my pocket, but there is no one I want from Fatty Jin. This kid is a talent, I will let her pay to join our union!" The light in the small eyes flashed, and Fatty Jin smiled, revealing a big golden tooth.

Two days are not long, and it will arrive in a blink of an eye.

Carrying Luo Xing, Feng Qingge was completely shocked when she arrived at the Golden Temple. The densely packed heads were lined up like a long dragon, and they were all students who went to study in the Golden Temple. The originally popular Jinluan Temple has now closed the door and a plaque has been erected, and it will not welcome guests today.

"Isn't this kidding us? It's agreed to recruit students today, and we'll give you a closed door when we arrive!"

"It's such a big shelf, this Jinluan Temple is so amazing? I really disdain to be a student, go, go to the opposite Yinxingzhaiyue Pavilion for dinner, I'll treat you!"

"I don't know how long it took to open the door, let's go, smash the door together, and rush in to see!"

Frowning slightly, Feng Qingge shook her head as she looked at this group of angry youths.

Luo Xing was almost crushed to the ground by the people beside him. He clenched his fists and said, "Young Master, isn't the Jinluan Temple so amazing? You don't have much salary to be a student, so why are so many people rushing to do it?"

"Hey, kid, just here?" The man on the side turned his head and explained, "There are still two months before the cooking competition. The Golden Temple is the number one restaurant every year. With both hands, who is the champion?"

"Is it that powerful?" He really wasn't uncommon in a restaurant where the soup could be cracked by the young master.

"I see, it's better to just kick the door and go in. I'll kick the door open!" Rolling up his sleeves, Luo Xing was about to step forward.

It's just that Feng Qingge grabbed his collar in advance and said indifferently, "Why are you going inside, didn't you see that it says that you are not welcome today?"

"But they made an announcement to recruit people today. Isn't that tricking us?" Luo Xing said angrily with his cheeks bulging.

Feng Qingge just smiled softly and explained, "Is it written on the plaque that no one is recruiting? We are here as students, and we are not going to eat there. The so-called guests are naturally those who eat. Where students should go, then It's the kitchen at the back, guarding outside the gate, who will open the door?"

"So that's how it is!" His eyes lit up involuntarily. Luo Xing grabbed his head. He didn't expect this assessment to be so complicated.

Letting the surrounding people make noise, Feng Qingge pulled Luo Xing towards the backyard. Compared with the front door, the backyard is much deserted. No one enters the open door, but the door to the kitchen is locked, and no one can be seen.

"Is it wrong? The kitchen of the Golden Temple is not so shabby, right?" Looking at the house in front of him, Luo Xing couldn't help rubbing his eyes. A bit subverted Luo Xing's worldview.

Feng Qingge didn't speak, she pressed her hands on the door and gently pushed it inside.

"Kikaka..." A few lights suddenly fell, and a strong light came, Feng Qingge closed her eyes subconsciously, and when the light in front of her dissipated, she opened her eyes slightly, but her heart trembled, and the whole person eyes narrowed.

The seemingly simple kitchen has the ingredients in the south, south, north, and west of the Xingyue Continent, whether it is from the bottom of the sea or from the sky, as long as you can get it, almost everything is available. The long stone stove was already ready, and the chefs in white chef costumes were sitting on the tables on both sides. And the people standing in the center, as well as the other five, all arrived at Zaofeng Qingge in one step.

Looking at another person, wearing a golden chef's costume and a super chef's brooch on his chest, he glanced coldly at the cigarette that was finally extinguished, he just waved his hand coldly, and said solemnly: "The last one to arrive, come in soon. !"

"Uh..." Feng Qingge was stunned for a moment, but quickly reflected and entered directly.

Luo Xing was frightened by the scene in front of him, and his legs trembled. This is the first time he has seen such a large-scale kitchen, and he feels that the whole person is still in a dream, erratic. He had never seen the ingredients placed here before, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a three-star spirit beast whose head had been chopped off, and he was so frightened that he almost urinated his pants.

Lin Yue's face was cold, looking at Luo Xing who was tiptoeing and trembling in his hands, he couldn't help roaring: "As a chef, you don't look like a chef at all, come in quickly, or you'll get out!"

"Pfft!" A girl who was standing burst out laughing, looking at the funny Luo Xing, raised her head arrogantly. Several other people also glanced at Luo Xing contemptuously, is such a person worthy of coming in?

"I, I didn't come to work, I'm... from the young master." Shivering, Luo Xing hurriedly stepped aside and looked at Feng Qingge pitifully.

Looking at Lin Yue indifferently, Feng Qingge said indifferently: "He is just a child who came with me. Chef Lin is the chef of the Golden Temple. There is no need to be angry with a child, right?"

"Hmph, what kind of climate can you be in such a cowardly look. If you enter the kitchen, you are afraid of it. If you send troops to fight, wouldn't he be scared to death. What's your name?" Lin Yue said coldly.

With a sudden tremor, Luo Xing took a few steps back, trying to avoid the sight of those people. He really didn't have the guts to go to the battlefield, and he would really be scared to death.

"Luo Xing, come here and help me in a while. Chef Lin, I'm Luo Xing's distant cousin, Feng Xunbing. He is used to calling me son, Chef Lin won't mind?" Feng Qingge smiled indifferently said, reaching out to hold Luo Xing's little head.

As if hearing the funniest joke, the girl who just burst out laughing at the belly of the warrior laughed loudly and said, "You didn't get kicked by a donkey in the head, right? You still want to fight, I don't think you can pass the first level."

"I don't understand the rules of Jinluan Temple, and I hope to explain it again." Feng Qingge's face was cold, and she didn't pay attention to the noisy woman beside her.

Lin Yue washed his hands, wiped it three times with a towel, and hoisted the kitchen knife into his hands. He said coldly, "The Temple of the Golden Thrall does not accept junk apprentices. If you want to enter it to study, you must pass three tests. Guan, knife skills!"