It was almost ten o'clock when Zhang Qun arrived.
Fu Yu took him to Lao Liu's BBQ on the side street.
After the two of them sat down, Fu Yu first picked up some of the specialties in the store and ordered some.
He asked Zhang Qun to choose a few of his usual favorites, and then he went over and brought two bottles of cold beer.
The two had obviously not contacted each other for several years, but from the first time they met again to the present dinner, both parties felt particularly relaxed and at ease.
Fu Yu clinked glasses with Zhang Qun, took a sip of cold beer, and felt instantly refreshed.
Fu Yu asked, "Have you just gotten off work?"
Zhang Qun put down his cup: "No, I've been working overtime these two days! It's National Day soon, and there are a lot of preparations for the Sanjiang Tourism Festival. Our Propaganda Department has to work overtime every day. That's it. We haven’t missed a beat, but the superiors are saying every day that we are slacking off in our work and derelict in our duties!”
Zhang Qun complained a few times and got down to business: "Today our leader brought over a copy of the information on the jury members. I thought you would definitely be able to use it, so I made a copy. You can take it back and take a look at it later. The judges invited for this competition are all quite distinguished!"
Zhang Qun took out the information from his bag and handed it to Fu Yu.
Fu Yu took it over and found that the information was quite detailed. Not only did it include the resumes of all the judges, but also the information of the organizer of the event.
"There are two people here who are relatively well-established and very influential in the chef industry. When we invited them here, the city made a lot of trouble. When the competition comes back, they will definitely be the main judges."
"Although there are two other people who are not as well-known as them, it is said that their cooking skills are very good and they belong to the powerful group. They are somewhat famous in their own provinces."
"The last one is actually quite powerful! Do you know Mrs. Liu?"
Zhang Qun looked at Fu Yu with a gossipy expression.
Fu Yu was stunned: "Ms. Liu? Are you one of the top ten famous chefs in ancient times?"
This was the knowledge he learned in theory classes when he was in chef school.
Zhang Qun slapped his thigh! Surprised: "So you know it too!"
Fu Yu said with a smile: "Isn't she the female cook in charge of the emperor's food in the palace of Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty!"
Zhang Qun nodded: "Yes, that's her! Let me tell you, there is a judge on the jury this time, who is a descendant of Madam Liu!"
Fu Yu was surprised: "Really? Oh, what does it look like! Do you have any photos? I have to take a good look!"
Fu Yu lowered his head and looked at the information in his hand.
Dai Jinghe, this guy Fu Yu really paid attention to before.
The old man is really amazing and a real powerhouse. The photo used in the profile is a promotional photo of the old man participating in a food promotion event.
Li Chongfu, Fu Yu didn't know much about this famous host from the provincial station.
The main reason is that he rarely watches the news, and the little free time he has occasionally is used to make phone calls to his family, and at most play two games to kill time.
However, Li Chongfu's photo looks quite kind and polite, and he must have a good temper.
Scroll further down and you’ll find Chen Xinwei, a master of this city’s local cuisine.
Fu Yu frowned. He had never heard of this master at all.
But these days, if you are a little famous, you can be called a master.
Zhao Meng has said before that many people in the circle have always called Yao Shi the master.
Then there is Zhang Zhiyuan, with a long and thin face, a serious expression, and a somewhat fierce expression.
His resume lists him as one of the country's top ten news and legal figures and a well-known cooking master.
Is this a cross-border transition?
Fu Yu glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan's photo and turned to the last page without stopping.
Liu Yunong, the photo above is actually a two-inch work photo taken in chef uniform.
She looks pretty good, but she's not that delicate and delicate.
On the contrary, with a neat ponytail, a smooth forehead, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and straight eyebrows, he looked quite heroic.
Chongqing native, graduated from Le Cordon Bleu Culinary Arts School.
Fu Yu blinked.
When I see the name of this school, the first thing that comes to mind is Le Cordon Bleu.
But wait until you see the one specifically marked at the back (Paris Campus)
Fu Yu suddenly realized that he was actually a top student who graduated from an international school!
However, the name of this school sounds quite ordinary, at least not as catchy as my own school.
But if you learn to cook, you can also go abroad for further study.
They are both chefs. I have to work in the kitchen every day, but others can make money by doing tricks everywhere!
It’s really hard to throw away people!
Fu Yu was sore for a while, and then took a closer look at Liu Yunong's photo.
I don’t know if it’s because of her particularly dark pupils, but Liu Yunong in the photo looks particularly energetic, and her facial features are very attractive, and she’s the kind that gets better and better the more she looks at her.
Fu Yu couldn't help but take another look.
But when he saw Liu Yunong's resume, he couldn't help but look surprised.
The descendants of Mrs. Liu are very extraordinary!
The resume reads:
This female chef from Chongqing is not only beautiful, but also a talented chef.
Worked in many famous restaurants.
She has won many awards and titles for her cooking and culinary skills.
The various grand prizes listed below are so numerous that the table is completely filled up.
Fu Yu watched it from beginning to end: [Cruel Kitchen], [Olympic World Culinary Competition], [International Top Chef Invitational Competition]...
In addition to official competitions, Liu Yunong was actually invited to participate in a popular foreign cooking variety show.
If he hadn't opened the plug-in himself, he would have felt that his resume was like a vast ocean!
Fu Yu read Liu Yunong's information, and then carefully read the information of several other reviewers.
I had only heard Yao Shi say verbally before that the reviewers were very extraordinary.
This time I saw the information with my own eyes, and I became more aware of the importance the city attached to this chef competition.
Fu Yuzheng sighed in his heart, the skewers are ready.
Zhang Qun asked with a smile while making skewers: "How do you feel? Do you feel that the leadership attaches great importance to this chef competition?"
Fu Yu nodded: "Indeed! These people are quite extraordinary, and this descendant of Mrs. Liu is amazing! She is just thirty-six years old this year, and she can win so many honors. This must be a genetic reverse. Is it heaven?”
Zhang Qun smiled and said: "That's a must! I heard that Liu Yunong started the Shangshi private restaurant chain company last year, and now he has opened several branches! He is quite capable. He has only been back to China for two years and he can start a business. She is so popular, she is a strong woman!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Qun suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I heard that in order to bring up the gimmick of this chef competition, the Propaganda Department communicated with several judges and planned to use this competition to... Add a apprenticeship link."
Fu Yu was stunned: "What? Apprenticeship?"
