Chapter 29: You didn’t tell me anything else except dumplings?
Director Feng, the director of "Another Life", actually doesn't have a good impression of the young lady Bei Xiyue.
It was simply because Bei Xiyue's uncle was the biggest investor in their show, so he had no choice but to endure the eldest lady's various criticisms and demands.
However, today's live broadcast at the car dealership made Director Feng feel that his previous decision to accept investment from Bei Xiyue's uncle Bei Ming was a very wrong choice.
Because Bei Xiyue not only failed to bring traffic to their program, but even caused the traffic in the live broadcast room to drop sharply.
Fortunately, Mo Qingyan, whom he found, was reliable.
The sudden drop in traffic was left in his live broadcast room.
Otherwise, at this rate of traffic decline, their program team will be downgraded.
For variety show live broadcasts like theirs, everything depends on traffic.
If there is traffic, there will be recommendations from platforms and TV stations.
Without traffic, everything is empty talk.
Moreover, the traffic reflects the level of the program.
The higher the traffic, the higher the level.
If the traffic is low, the level will naturally be low.
Watching Bei Xiyue lock herself in the bathroom and refuse to come out, leaving Zhang Tianhao apologizing and making promises outside the room.
Seeing that the number of viewers in their live broadcast rooms continued to decline, Director Feng could no longer sit still.
He called Bei Xiyue.
Bei Xiyue had just hung up the phone with Secretary Zhou when Director Feng called.
Seeing that it was Director Feng calling, Bei Xiyue didn't want to hang up. After all, her uncle asked her to come to the program crew to follow Director Feng's instructions and help promote their company's products.
Therefore, Bei Xiyue had no choice but to answer Director Feng’s call.
"Mr. Feng, what's the matter?"
Director Feng’s name is Feng Sheng.
Although Director Feng is also a young man in his thirties, he is still the director of the program after all.
Even if you don't call him Director Feng, you should at least call him Mr. Feng.
Calling him by his full name is obviously disrespectful.
So, when Director Feng heard Bei Xiyue calling him like that, he immediately frowned.
But he didn't bother with her.
Directly said: "Ms. Bei, you have been hiding in the bathroom for an hour. When are you going to come out? You are doing a live broadcast now."
Director Feng originally thought that Bei Xiyue was hiding in the bathroom crying or something, but from her tone, it was obvious that not only had she not cried, but she seemed to be in good spirits.
This made Director Feng even angrier.
"How about doing live broadcast? Can't I take a break while doing live broadcast? Don't forget, if it weren't for my uncle investing in you, you wouldn't be able to broadcast this show now!" Hearing Director Feng's questioning tone, Miss Bei Xiyue also got angry.
She reminded Director Feng that her uncle was the major investor in this program.
Bei Xiyue felt that if her uncle had not invested, the Song family and the Yin family would not have followed suit.
Bei Xiyue's voice was so loud that even the assistant director next to her could hear it.
Seeing Director Feng gasping for air due to anger, the assistant director immediately patted his back gently and said softly, "Director, it's okay, it's okay, let's just be patient. Her uncle is a big investor, and he's doing this for the sake of money."
The assistant director's words made Director Feng take a deep breath. Very good, for the sake of money and face.
After gently exhaling.
Director Feng then slowly said to Bei Xiyue, "Ms. Bei, since you know that this program is invested by your uncle, you don't want your uncle's investment to go down the drain, right? Please come out quickly, I beg you. You and Zhang Tianhao can fight or scold each other. As long as you can come out of the bathroom."
"If you want me to come out, then you should kick Mo Qingyan out of the program. I don't want to see him in the program."
Bei Xiyue felt that Secretary Zhou’s words just now reminded her.
Mo Qingyan is in the program crew, so it’s difficult for her to take action.
Then let Mo Qingyan leave the program team.
If Mo Qingyan left the program team, she could do whatever she wanted and no one would know.
Although she asked Secretary Zhou to find someone, she did not take action against Mo Qingyan until after the live show ended.
However, Bei Xiyue simply didn't have that much patience at this time.
She wished she could leave and make Mo Qingyan disappear from her sight.
The kind that is best never seen.
"What? Let Mo Qingyan leave the program? Miss Bei, are you kidding me?"
Director Feng almost said, "Even if I ask you to leave the program team, I will not let Mo Qingyan leave the program team."
What a joke, Mo Qingyan is now the traffic password of their program team.
Look at the number of people online in Bei Xiyue and their live broadcast room, and then look at the number of people online in Mo Qingyan's live broadcast room. The difference is not just ten times, but more than ten times, or even close to twenty times.
"Do I look like someone who would joke?" Bei Xiyue said unreasonably, "I don't care. Either he or I will win. If you want me to go out and broadcast live, then kick Mo Qingyan out first."
After saying that, Bei Xiyue hung up Director Feng's phone call.
Director Feng looked at the hung up phone in disbelief, "Is she crazy? How did Mo Qingyan offend her that she wanted to kill her so ruthlessly."
The assistant director at the side asked cautiously: "Director, you are not really going to kick Mo Qingyan out of the program team, are you?"
"How is that possible? Even if I kick her out of the program group, I will never kick Mo Qingyan out of the program group. I'm not crazy." Director Feng felt that even if he was crazy, he would not kick Mo Qingyan out of the program group.
"Then what should we do, Miss Bei?" The director also heard it just now. Bei Xiyue said that she would not leave the bathroom unless Mo Qingyan was kicked out of the program crew.
"Since she likes to be in the bathroom so much, let her stay in the bathroom." Director Feng no longer wanted to pay attention to the unreasonable Bei Xiyue, "Let's focus on Mo Qingyan and keep a close eye on that side."
Even though Bei Xiyue's uncle is the largest investor, Director Feng is not going to spoil her.
With the help of Chef Zhang and his colleagues, they finished wrapping two hundred baskets of dumplings very quickly.
After making the dumplings, Mo Qingyan went back to her room to take a shower and change her clothes.
Although I took a shower in the hotel yesterday, I didn't bring any clothes, so I still wore the same clothes as yesterday.
Mo Qingyan felt that she had to take care of her appearance when setting up a stall.
While taking a shower, Mo Qingyan suddenly remembered that she still had one lottery draw to participate in.
After opening the lottery ticket, he was dazzled by the prizes.
This mission is a temporary intermediate mission.
Reward, also an intermediate reward.
Mo Qingyan didn't take the beginner and intermediate levels seriously, thinking that the rewards were basically the same.
Unexpectedly, the rewards this time are all over 100 million.
They are all large villas and flats worth over 100 million yuan, and even luxury cars worth over 100 million yuan.
In addition to these, there are companies worth tens of billions or even hundreds of billions.
Every one of these rewards is a huge profit.
Mo Qingyan finally understood the difference between the primary lottery and the intermediate lottery.
Basically, the rewards for this primary lottery are in the millions or tens of millions. Even the lottery worth tens of millions only accounts for one third.
Just like the large flat that Mo Qingyan won in the second lottery.
That is one of the very few rewards worth tens of millions.
As for the intermediate lottery, in addition to the number of draws increasing to twelve, all the prizes are worth billions.
The most valuable one is even a company with a market value of 8.9 billion
In addition to these, there is a space with a question mark.
"System, why is there a blank space in this lottery?"
System: [The prize in the blank means that the prize is random. The prizes are random and the number of prizes is also random. This random prize does not include the prizes on the raffle list. 】
"In other words, this prize could be 100 million, or it could be 10 cents?"
【Yes. 】
After hearing this answer, Mo Qingyan could only pray that she would not win the random prize.
After all, he spent 5.5 million this time.
If he really won a ten-cent prize, he would cry his heart out without any tears.
Then, sometimes, fate just likes to play tricks on people.
You don't want something, but it gives you that thing.
[Congratulations to the host for winning the random prize. The prize has been distributed and the host can check it in the package. 】
When Mo Qingyan saw that she had actually won the random prize, the corners of her mouth twitched twice.
Then he stared blankly at his hands which were still covered with shower gel.
So, is it because he didn't wash his hands that his luck is so bad?
Mo Qingyan quickly rinsed off the shower gel on her body and put on a bathrobe.
I opened the package nervously.
As a result, he found that there were two things in his lottery package.
There are two cards, and the other one is the cash reward that Mo Qingyan most wants.
Unexpectedly, I won two prizes.
The cash prize won this time was actually 100 million.
Seeing the 100 million yuan cash reward, Mo Qingyan really breathed a sigh of relief!
To be honest, after completing that temporary intermediate task, he became poor again.
If he didn't have cash, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to complete the next task.
Now that he has 100 million, he can finally feel at ease.
Looking at the other reward, I saw three big words "Information Card" written on the two black cards.
Look at the instructions on the back of the card.
As long as the host holds these two cards and says the information he wants to query, he can get the information he wants.
The instructions for using this card are simple, but its use range is very wide.
However, Mo Qingyan has not yet figured out how to use these two cards.
Just collect the 100 million in cash first.
With 100 million in cash as a foundation, Mo Qingyan was in a very good mood at the moment.
I came out of the bathroom, changed my clothes, and prepared to set up the stall.
When going downstairs, Chef Zhang also asked Mo Qingyan if she wanted to go home for dinner tonight.
Last night he cooked a large table of his signature dishes, waiting for Mo Qingyan to come back and taste them.
Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyan didn't go back.
He would not feel at ease until he got Mo Qingyan's approval that day.
In order to prepare tonight's dinner, he started studying his cooking skills like crazy last night, trying to think of ways to improve his cooking skills.
Mo Qingyan thought about it and felt that there seemed to be nothing to do tonight.
Let Chef Zhang cook dinner.
Chef Zhang immediately went out happily to buy ingredients.
Prepare to show off your skills again tonight.
Yesterday, Mo Qingyan was selling dumplings at Guangyuan Square, and attracted a lot of fans to line up.
At that time, there was a commotion at Guangyuan Square among passers-by because they couldn't buy dumplings.
This time, Mo Qingyan prepared two hundred baskets of dumplings, and she also excluded the portions for Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi.
Mo Qingyan felt that if each person was limited to two cages, that should be enough.
However, when he got to the stall, he realized that he was careless.
This time he arrived at the stall early at 4:30.
The new car that Mo Qingyan bought has a large storage capacity.
Two hundred baskets of dumplings, all in one truck. There is still a lot of room to spare.
Butler Wang arrived first, and he and Aunt Zhang and others pushed two storage racks over, and directly transported two hundred baskets of dumplings away at one time.
This way, there is no need to carry it manually as before.
However, what he didn't expect was that at only 4:30, there were already more than a hundred people queuing in front of his stall.
Although today is Tuesday, it is a workday.
However, the number of people watching the live broadcast in Mo Qingyan's live broadcast room still reached more than two million.
This number is something that many celebrity live broadcast rooms cannot achieve.
Mo Qingyan was selling dumplings yesterday and many people were watching.
After all, many people are not in City B, and they dare not act rashly when they don’t know whether the dumplings are really delicious enough for them to go and meet the man in person.
After all, most people in the live broadcast room are office workers, and there are very few people who have money and time.
However, after those who bought dumplings yesterday shared and showed off, many people started to get excited.
Among them is Xu Yi, a super otaku.
He was lucky and bought dumplings.
After eating it, I can’t forget Mo Qingyan’s dumplings!
Don't be fooled by the fact that he is a otaku and looks ordinary.
But, in fact, he is a great writer with many fans.
After eating Mo Qingyan's dumplings, he directly expressed his bold thoughts after eating the dumplings on his social account.
Xu Yi has good writing skills. If he hadn’t said at the beginning that he ate dumplings, his fans would have thought he was eating dragon meat!
Because of this, many of Xu Yi's fans were attracted to Mo Qingyan's live broadcast room to watch his live broadcast.
When they saw the live broadcast replay, they almost drooled.
Then, some of Xu Yi's fans in City B, especially those near Guangyuan Square, also came to line up.
While waiting in line to buy dumplings, you can also take a quick look at your idol.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Therefore, not long after Xu Yi had been queuing, he saw several of his fans coming over to greet him.
After saying hello, I learned that they came to queue up to buy dumplings after seeing the information I posted on my social media account. Xu Yi felt so regretful.
Mo Qingyan already has a lot of fans, and many of them come to grab her attention.
Well, now because of him, there is a group of more people coming to grab food.
In addition, the group yesterday only smelled the food but didn’t eat it. Therefore, I kept thinking about the passerby for a whole day and a night.
So, when Mo Qingyan arrived, she saw a long queue.
Seeing so many people queuing up, Mo Qingyan immediately changed the limited quantity again.
Previously, he had thought of limiting the purchase of dumplings to two baskets per person.
Now I feel that the purchase of dumplings can only be limited to one basket per person.
Otherwise, the people queuing behind won’t be able to eat at all.
When Mo Qingyan arrived, the people in the queue immediately became agitated.
"Here he comes, Brother Mo is here."
"Here he comes, he brings his dumplings."
"Everyone, move aside, Brother Mo is here."
"I didn't expect that Brother Mo would open his stall early today. Luckily I came here early to queue up."
"The people lining up today were so early. I thought I would be the first in line if I came at 3 o'clock, but I didn't expect that I would be ranked dozens of people behind. What time did those people in front of me line up?"
"Who knows? I hope Brother Mo can also limit the purchase today, otherwise there will definitely be no more when it's our turn."
"I think we should stop limiting the number of dumplings to five baskets. We should limit each person to two baskets, so that we can eat more."
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The people in the queue made way for Mo Qingyan to pass through.
Mo Qingyan immediately ordered Zhang Ma and others to put the dumplings in the steamer and start steaming them.
This time the steamer has been upgraded.
The steamer that Butler Wang replaced this time is very good and can steam a hundred steamers of dumplings at a time.
Two hundred baskets of dumplings can be steamed in two batches.
This way we don’t have to keep the guests waiting for a long time like last time.
Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi also came to help.
While steaming the dumplings, Mo Qingyan took a look at the people in line.
I found several familiar faces in the team.
The one who ranks first among them is the writer Xu Yi.
Mo Qingyan immediately greeted him: "Xu Yi, you came so early this time?"
Xu Yi was very happy to see that Mo Qingyan remembered him.
He smiled and said, "Yes, I came here to line up after lunch today. I was afraid that I would almost miss it like last time."
"You're lining up right after lunch?" Mo Qingyan asked in surprise, "So early?"
Xu Yi pointed at the person behind him and said, "It's getting late. The guy behind me drove here from City C this morning. But he's still a step behind me."
"Drove here from City C this morning?" Mo Qingyan looked at the man behind Xu Yi, "I remember you drove here from City C yesterday, right? Your name is Fang Qiaoshan, right?"
There were several people yesterday who left a deep impression on Mo Qingyan.
In addition to Xu Yi, a great writer who is a otaku but very talkative, Mo Qingyan was also deeply impressed by Fang Qiaoshan, who drove two or three hours from City C just for a bite to eat.
"Haha, yes. I didn't expect you would still remember me, Brother Mo." Fang Qiaoshan touched the back of his head and smiled innocently, "By the way, Brother Mo, are the dumplings limited today?"
Fang Qiaoshan is 35 years old this year, and is a generation older than Mo Qingyan.
However, he did not feel ashamed at all to call the young man Mo Qingyan "brother".
On the contrary, it sounded particularly natural.
There was no way. Fang Qiaoshan was not interested in anything else except delicious food.
Mo Qingyan's dumplings completely conquered his stomach.
It is equivalent to conquering him as a person.
Mo Qingyan glanced at the team behind Fang Qiaoshan and said, "Each person is limited to one cage."
"Ah? Limited to one basket? This basket of dumplings is not enough to fill my stomach!"
Fang Qiaoshan is a man from the north and has a big appetite. The five baskets of dumplings yesterday were only enough to fill him up to 60% full. A basket of dumplings nowadays is really not enough to fill the gaps between your teeth.
"Really, Brother Mo, one basket of dumplings is really not enough. If that doesn't work, you can limit yourself to two baskets!" Not to mention Fang Qiaoshan, a northern man, even Xu Yi felt that it was not enough.
Mo Qingyan said firmly: "No, there are too many people today. If we don't limit the number of baskets, the people behind us won't be able to eat."
When the people at the back heard that each person was limited to one cage, the people in the front wailed, while those at the back clapped their hands with joy.
I originally thought that I wouldn’t be able to eat since I was at the back of the queue.
I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected surprise.
Even if it's just one basket, it's good enough to be able to eat it.
Soon, the smell of dumplings began to overflow.
The overbearing fragrance immediately spread in all directions.
Many passers-by were attracted to come over after smelling the fragrance.
When I saw such a long line, I immediately gave up the idea of queuing up to buy dumplings.
However, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and some people couldn't stand it. Finally I ended up at the back of the line.
After the first batch of dumplings were cooked, they started to be sold.
Even though Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi finally ate their dumplings, they were already full.
However, they couldn't stop drooling over the aroma of the dumplings.
Besides, the dumplings eaten at noon had already been digested.
It's almost dinner time now.
Their stomachs were already empty.
However, they still restrained themselves.
After all, Mo Qingyan had already said that they had no share in these dumplings.
Therefore, they could only reluctantly help pack baskets of dumplings that looked like works of art and deliver them to those people waiting in line.
Xu Yi and Fang Qiaoshan got the dumplings and couldn't wait to eat them right away.
Six dumplings in a basket.
They originally wanted to eat slowly.
However, once the dumplings were in their mouths, they couldn't help themselves.
As soon as you take a bite, the extreme freshness instantly rushes to the top of your head.
It was so delicious that they got goosebumps all over their bodies.
They have no control over it.
Every time I eat a dumpling, I feel as if I am in the ocean, and I am a tiger shrimp in the ocean, happily wandering in the vast, boundless ocean.
However, this feeling of happiness only lasted for less than two minutes.
Because it only took them less than two minutes to finish six dumplings.
This is when the dumplings are still piping hot.
When the feeling of happiness fades, a feeling of loss follows.
The strong sense of loss made them feel like their souls were being hollowed out.
Dumplings, dumplings, I want to eat more dumplings.
All they think about is dumplings.
However, after seeing the long line, they had no choice but to give up the idea of queuing up again.
"I've made up my mind."
Fang Qiaoshan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not going back to City C today. I decided to stay in City B for a few days. I'll go back after I finish eating Brother Mo's dumplings."
"Don't you have to go back to work?" Xu Yi asked.
"Work is not important." Fang Qiaoshan waved his hand and said, "Brother Mo's dumplings are more important. Besides, I own a decoration company and I am the boss. I can leave the work to the people below me."
"So you are the big boss of the decoration company?"
Xu Yi suddenly thought of the house he lives in now. He felt a little tired of the decoration and was planning to change the decoration style.
"That's perfect. My house is nearby. I want to renovate it recently. Why don't you stay at my place tonight and give me some advice."
Fang Qiaoshan agreed readily, "Sure! It's better than staying in a hotel. I used to be an interior designer, and I'm good at this. Let's go over to your place and take a look."
Then, the two of them looked back at the dumplings in the steamer again with reluctance, and then took a deep breath of the fragrance of the dumplings in the air.
Then they walked away arm in arm.
In addition to Xu Yi and Fang Qiaoshan, Mo Qingyan actually saw an unexpected figure in the team.
"Director Feng?"
The man in sunglasses and a mask in front of him heard the familiar address and immediately avoided looking at Mo Qingyan. He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'm not Director Feng. I'm just a passerby."
The corners of Mo Qingyan's mouth twitched, and she said in a positive tone: "You are Director Feng."
Hearing Mo Qingyan's affirmative tone, Director Feng finally stopped pretending.
He took off his sunglasses and mask, and said unwillingly: "No, I'm disguised like this, how did you recognize me?"
Mo Qingyan pointed at the big gold watch on his wrist and said, "The big gold watch on your hand with your name engraved on it is really too conspicuous."
"It turned out that this watch betrayed me."
Director Feng said angrily, no wonder he was recognized by Mo Qingyan even though he was disguised like this.
Seeing Director Feng was actually in the team, the other staff members of the program crew were surprised.
No, didn’t Director Feng say he had to go out for something in the afternoon?
It turns out that he has something to do. Is he going to queue up to buy dumplings?
"Hey, Director Feng, didn't you forbid the production crew from coming here to line up to buy dumplings?"
After the people from the program crew ate the food he cooked, they couldn’t resist the temptation and wanted to line up to buy dumplings.
As a result, Director Feng explicitly banned it.
After all, the live broadcast period is working time.
When you are working, of course you have to concentrate on your work.
While working, queue up to buy dumplings, and use the work time to do personal things. That is absolutely not allowed.
As a result, Director Feng, who did not allow the program crew to line up to buy dumplings yesterday, now disguised himself and lined up to buy dumplings himself.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Director Feng's face when he was exposed.
Then he said confidently: "Yes, I forbid them to queue up to buy dumplings while they are working. But I forbid them, not myself."
Mo Qingyan laughed, "Director Feng, you only allow the officials to set fires, but not the people to light lamps!"
Since he had been discovered anyway, Director Feng might as well go for it.
"Yes, I admit it. I am the one who allows the governor to set fire to things. There is no other way. After all, I am the one who pays the salary! Sorry, I need a basket of dumplings."
After saying that, Director Feng directly gave Mo Qingyan a hundred yuan.
Anyway, as long as he is thick-skinned enough, he can eat dumplings.
There’s nothing I can do about it, Mo Qingyan’s dumplings are just so delicious!
When he smelled that smell yesterday, he almost couldn't help it.
After scolding the staff who wanted to queue up, he himself felt embarrassed to queue up to buy dumplings.
But all night long, the aroma of the dumplings kept lingering in his mind and could not be shaken off.
So, today he really couldn't help it.
As the chief director of the program, what's wrong with him eating a basket of dumplings?
So, seeing that the time was almost up, he found an excuse and handed over the backstage to the assistant director. I ran out, disguised myself, and queued up to buy dumplings.
Mo Qingyan was amused by Director Feng's clever move, then she packed up a basket of dumplings and handed it to him.
After Director Feng got the dumplings, he couldn't wait to stand aside and eat them.
Mo Qingyan's cameraman immediately pointed the camera at Director Feng.
Director Feng blew on the hot dumplings twice and couldn't wait to take a bite.
He knew that there was soup in the dumplings.
So, even if I can eat it in one bite, I dare not put the whole thing in my mouth.
As I bit into the dumpling, the meat filling and the soup almost overflowed.
An extreme freshness bursts in your mouth.
Director Feng was so burned that his hair started to blow.
But I couldn't bear to spit out the dumplings in my mouth.
Instead, he started chewing quickly.
The dumplings taste meaty and full of flavor.
The most important thing is that the dumplings are not dry, the meat filling inside is filled with a thick soup.
The dumplings become more delicious the more you eat them.
Director Feng felt that risking being looked down upon by others and queuing up to buy dumplings was the best decision in his life.
Looking at Director Feng, who was eating dumplings with his eyes closed and looking very happy.
The audience in the live broadcast room were all laughing at this moment.
"Hahaha, it turns out the director of this show is also a foodie?"
"He just banned the production crew from buying dumplings yesterday, but today he lined up to buy dumplings himself. Does this count as slapping himself in the face?"
"What do you mean by slapping his face? He doesn't even want his own face anymore."
"I think the expressions of the other staff members at this moment must be very exciting."
"What a sin! I ran into such a shameless director. Staff members of Another Life, how are you now?"
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At this time, the assistant director and other staff backstage were in a really bad mood!
They couldn't believe that the shameless person was Director Feng, who usually looked mature, steady and always took the overall situation into consideration.
Director Feng, where is your fairness and strictness?
Was it eaten by a dog?
We agreed that no one can use working hours for personal purposes.
Do you know that you are on a live show now?
After Director Feng made his purchase, there were still many people queuing up behind him.
Some were lucky enough to buy dumplings while waiting in line.
When they tasted the dumplings, they fell in love with them instantly.
It’s really fresh.
The taste is the kind that you will never forget after having it.
I was unlucky and couldn't buy it, although I did complain.
However, there was no big quarrel like yesterday.
Everyone is still very rational.
After closing the stall, Mo Qingyan, Song Beichen and the others packed up and went back to have dinner.
If Chef Zhang showed his 12th-rate cooking skills last night, then today he showed his 13th-rate cooking skills.
The extra point was earned by cramming yesterday.
He cooked four dishes and one soup.
They are all his specialities.
When Mo Qingyan and others were eating, he stood aside, nervously waiting for Mo Qingyan's evaluation.
Mo Qingyan did not disappoint him.
"This dish tastes OK, but you put too much soy sauce and cooking wine. I can only give it 65 points."
"Your cooking time for this dish is not satisfactory. Also, you added too much shredded ginger to remove the fishy smell. This resulted in a stronger ginger flavor. 60 points."
"For this dish, you shouldn't choose flower mushrooms, you should choose black mushrooms. Although black mushrooms have a strong flavor. But your dish is originally strong in flavor, and it can only complement the strong-flavored black mushrooms. This dish can only be given 55 points. Fail."
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Mo Qingyan only took one bite and was able to find out the shortcomings of each dish.
He points them out one by one and gives his own ratings.
There are four dishes and one soup, and only two dishes have a passing score of more than 60 points. The other three talents are all around 50 points.
The score given by Mo Qingyan can be said to be very harsh.
If these dishes were served outside, they would definitely score at least 80 points.
Chef Zhang standing by had already prepared himself mentally.
Therefore, instead of being discouraged by the low scores and low evaluations given by Mo Qingyan, he took out a small notebook and wrote them down word for word.
You know, for a chef, these are treasures more valuable than gold!
Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi originally thought that the food tasted pretty good.
At least, there are one or two dishes that taste better than the signature dishes made by Ma Ming, the chef of Taozui Club.
However, after hearing Mo Qingyan's comments.
I feel like these meals are just average.
In fact, if these meals were served outside, they would definitely be considered signature dishes of five-star restaurants.
Don’t underestimate Chef Zhang, he was previously the chef of a four-star restaurant.
In fact, with his skills, he could have been the chef of a five-star restaurant long ago.
The reason why he stayed in that four-star restaurant was because the owner of that restaurant was his friend.
Later, the owner of the restaurant fell ill, and he had some unpleasant things with the owner's son, so he resigned.
Therefore, Chef Zhang’s cooking skills are no worse than Ma Ming’s.
It’s just that Mo Qingyan’s tongue is so clever.
The smell that others find very subtle is magnified a hundred times to him.
However, it is precisely because of his overly clever tongue that his cooking skills have reached a higher level than before.
Although the dishes cooked by Chef Zhang were somewhat disappointing in Mo Qingyan's opinion.
However, Mo Qingyan still ate with relish.
After all, he is not a picky eater. He's just picky.
After dinner, Song Beichen and Yin Yiyi left.
They have things to do tomorrow.
I told Mo Qingyan that after I finish my work tomorrow, I will come over to help him sell dumplings.
Mo Qingyan felt that they didn't really want to help him sell dumplings, but really wanted to eat his dumplings.
After the two left, Mo Qingyan had nothing to do, so she started chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.
However, when Mo Qingyan saw that most of the people in the live broadcast room were urging him to make more dumplings tomorrow and they were preparing to line up to buy dumplings tomorrow, he immediately regretted chatting with them.
Mo Qingyan said with a depressed look: "Besides dumplings, don't you have anything else to tell me?"
Audience:
"Yes, Brother Mo, are you still going to open the stall at 4:30 tomorrow? If it's still 4:30, I'll take a day off after lunch and go to line up."
"I'm going to queue up tomorrow too. I've been watching for two days and have been craving for two days. All I can think about now is dumplings, dumplings, dumplings."
"I was eating these dumplings while watching Mo Ge's live broadcast, and I always felt that the dumplings I bought didn't taste right."
"Brother Mo, can you make 300 baskets of dumplings tomorrow?"
"What do you mean 300 cages? With Brother Mo's speed, 500 cages is no problem."
"500 baskets? Are you underestimating Brother Mo? Brother Mo, I believe in you. 1,000 baskets of dumplings is just your starting point."
Mo Qingyan: “…”
Wow, it’s all dumplings.
There are at least 1,000 baskets of dumplings. They can't wait to start making dumplings as soon as he opens his eyes.
"Well, since you have nothing else to talk to me about, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."
After saying that, Mo Qingyan exited the live broadcast room.
Then ask the cameraman to turn off the live broadcast directly.
Because it’s time for the live broadcast.
After the live broadcast ended, the program crew just left.
Mo Qingyan was just about to take a shower when she suddenly received a strange phone call.
"Is it Mo Qingyan?"
"It's me. Who are you?"
"I'm a friend of your parents, and I just came back from abroad. Before your parents passed away, they left some things with me. I came back this time to return the things your parents left with me to you. Are you free now?"
The original owner’s parents?
Mo Qingyan narrowed her eyes slightly, then looked at her phone again and confirmed with the other party.
"Are you sure that this is something my parents left with you before they died?"
"Yes, your parents left me your phone number. Otherwise, how could I contact you?"
After saying that, the other party seemed to know that Mo Qingyan might not believe him, so he mentioned the names of Mo Qingyan's parents.
He also accurately stated the address of Mo Qingyan's previous home.
He even told me the name of the school he attended before.
He indeed knew everything about Mo Qingyan. Very clear.
"Can I ask if my parents left anything with you? After all, it's very late now. If it's not urgent, can we make an appointment tomorrow?"
It's already nine o'clock, although the young people's nightlife has just begun.
But Mo Qingyan still has to do a live broadcast tomorrow.
Therefore, Mo Qingyan has to go to bed early tonight.
"This thing is a little special, I have to give it to you as soon as possible. I can't waste even one night. Mainly, I have something else to do abroad, and I have to go back tomorrow. So, I can only make a hasty meeting with you tonight."
Since the other party said so, Mo Qingyan was silent for a while, then said: "Okay, I understand. Where do you want to meet?"
"No. 48 Benjiang Road, I'll wait for you there."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
No. 48 Benjiang Road?
Mo Qingyan recited the address silently in her mind.
The original owner had worked many jobs in City B before, so he was quite familiar with the city.
Benjiang Road is located in the suburbs of City B and is relatively remote.
It is also quite far from where Mo Qingyan lives now.
That person asked him to meet in such a remote place in the middle of the night?
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Qingyan decided to go to the appointment.
He said something to Butler Wang and others, picked up the key and went out.
Before leaving, Mo Qingyan made another phone call.
After some hype on the phone, he set off for the suburbs of City B.
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