Wang Tongdao, Ruan Chuan, Wang Mian, Liu Tian, Zhou Zao and Xiang Dan finally ordered after seeing Yang Song's cooking.

"I think we can fry one." Wang Cong is worthy of being the leader of the six person line.

The other five are also eager to try.

Shen Huaizhao appeared in time to stop them: "if you can't finish eating, you will be blacklisted, and you are not encouraged to take it out. We don't provide packing service here."

"Packing really doesn't work. It will certainly affect the taste."

"I just want to eat all the dishes on the menu."

"We can eat today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. With the strong fighting power of the six of us, are we still worried about one day when we can't finish eating?"

"Yes, we are a food group at the palace level."

"It's just that the six of us can only order 20. That's not good. It's too slow. I want to eat too much."

The six men held their breath and tacitly understood each other.

"Treat!"

The food can't be wasted. The stomach is not bottomless. The best way is to call a few more people to eat together and eat every dish.

"It is worthy of being the container pressing means of our food group!"

Six people immediately took out their mobile phones and began to recruit food.

Yes, recruitment.

"The flavor and the circle at the tip of the tongue are issued. We must all find the best food. We can't want that kind of fake food."

The advertisement for food is as follows:

Eaters, do you toss and turn in many cold nights, full of emptiness, loneliness and dissatisfaction? Do not know how to face the unknown tomorrow?

Partners, do not need to be confused, do not have to hesitate, darkness is about to go, dawn is on the way, Phoenix and fly, Wutong leaves fall, fate has already guided us the way.

Baifeng Pavilion is our hope. A wide range of delicious food awakens us from the dark night. Brother song is our light, electricity, love and warmth.

Come and join us.

Look, the recruitment notice is not generally good. It seems to tell you a lot of things. In fact, it doesn't say anything. It just makes you feel that your writing is good. It can be seen that people with good writing can make nonsense.

This was written in Wang's face. Finally, Ruan Chuan sent a comment to the top.

At 4:00 p.m. this Friday, we all gathered at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion, a food street in Los Angeles. We made an appointment to eat vegetables. After 50% off the meal money, we went to AA again. We need to eat four goods.

That's 25% off. It's very cost-effective.

The people who signed up were very active.

It's a big bargain.

Xiang Hun got a set of test papers in time, A4 paper, three, six sides, a total of five big questions and 72 small questions.

In addition to the theoretical questions, there is a small composition, which requires only 2000 words.

There are still a lot of people signing up for the exam.

Wang added additional questions to show the level of food in the form of painting or music.

This is only a written test.

During the afternoon break of Baifeng Pavilion, Wang congee said that the six people sat there correcting the test papers.

Each test paper has to be corrected three times. The six of them are divided into three groups. They are very serious and have the temperament of a high school head teacher.

But in two days, they finished correcting the papers, accounting for good results and ranking.

"This year's food is still alive."

"I wanted to choose twenty winners, but now I can only choose six."

"In this case, can we choose four reliable Eaters?"

"Very worried."

"One less, at least two less dishes."

369 papers, as long as the top 20, are also very intense.

Yang Song put down the newly carved motorcycle and said, "what criteria do you choose people by?"

"Don't be too strict."

Yang Song thinks it's relaxing to enjoy delicious food.

"It's not strict at all. It's hard to bring food this time. Let's let go and let them pass."

"We eat goods are very gentle and generous people."

"Kindness is our pronoun."

Yang Song: "say the point."

"Full marks will do," Wang said

So many questions asked them full marks.

Meng Shijia is reading the paper and trying to do his own questions.

"Basic question, how many dishes are there in the Manchu and Han banquet? This is simple, not 108."

"Later, write them silently and mark the characteristics of these dishes."

"How many are the most famous restaurants in Beijing? What are the signature dishes, what are the ingredients, who is the chef, and what are the honors?"

"Write down several major cuisines in China, discuss in detail the characteristics and representative dishes, as well as the representative masters and restaurants of the major cuisines."

"Please write down 30 kinds of small dishes in China."

"Twenty practices of green vegetables."

"One hundred ways to make eggs."

"How many grains of rice are wrapped in each egg flower of egg fried rice?"

"Write a chronology of major events in China's 5000 year history of food evolution."

"Please write a small composition with sweet ethereal record."

"Praise your love for rhizomes."

……

The more you read down, the more frightened you are.

Chen Ming: "I passed at most."

Meng Shijia: "I can't even get double digits. Where are you recruiting food? You're simply asking people to learn from the West."

Yang Song turned over the paper: "in fact, it's OK. These questions are not very tricky. They are all common sense."

Including Wang congdao's eight people, no one spoke. Is this common sense?

They worked so hard that this set of papers is common sense?

"Brother song, you probably don't know other chefs."

"Am I okay?" Yang Song was a little surprised. He touched his chin and said, "I can't say I don't know the cook. There have always been chefs coming to challenge me."

So it can't be said that he doesn't know the cook.

"Do you think our test paper is common sense for other chefs?"

"I don't understand this. I only know that some chefs have good knife skills, some have a very accurate grasp of the heat, some are good at innovation, and some have a beautiful plate."

Yang Song didn't finish.

"The dishes are not very delicious." Yang Song finally concluded.

A group of people almost lost their footing.

"Brother Chen, help me." Meng Shijia pulls Chen Ming.

"Then who will help me?" Chen Ming reluctantly holds the table.

The rest also had toothache, but they didn't know what to say to refute.

I can't refute it. Yang Song is right.

Who was really convinced before eating the delicious food made by Yang Song, and who was really unconvinced after eating it?

When the six full score eaters came to Wang congdao with confidence for their interview.

"What are you proud of?"

"It's just common sense."

"Put away your complacency."

"Not everyone is qualified to be recognized by our food group of eight."

The written examination content is defined by Yang Song as common sense. The interview content is particularly crazy.

Wang Gang said that they actually made a pot of porridge: "smell, what materials are there? Tell me all the seasonings. If you answer correctly, you will get one point. If you get 20 points, you will pass. If you get 25 points, you will be qualified to be our partner, otherwise you will be eliminated."