For the next three days, Xu Milu stayed in the hotel and did not go out. Even her three meals a day were delivered to her room by the hotel. Apart from watching the live broadcast of the competition, she also watched the final videos of previous years' Chef God Competition and digested what she had learned in the past two days. In short, she gained a lot.
This competition marked Xu Milu's first public appearance as Cui Shengguo's junior disciple. Regardless of whether she won the championship in the end, she wanted to do her best.
On the coffee table in front of her were densely packed recipes, all of which were new dishes she was interested in preparing to make at the Mountain and Sea Restaurant, including the eggplant, white matsutake mushroom, chicken liver essence, and ochazuke made by the Japanese contestant Mishima Sayuri in the second round of the preliminary rounds.
The results of the competition over the past few days were not much different from what she had guessed. After two rounds of preliminary selection and one round of qualifying, only four contestants successfully entered the finals: Guan Wenyan from China, Jack Brown from the Bald Eagle, Sayuri Mishima from Japan, and Andre Adams from Canada.
So, including her and Bai Bao'er, there will be a total of three Chinese contestants in the finals, which is very advantageous for China.
As Xu Milu analyzed the pros and cons and reviewed past experiences, Cui Qingli and Li Ning, who were sitting next to her, were either asleep or lying down, their faces looking like those of poor, overworked laborers who had just finished a week's work.
At first, the two of them stayed up with her, but after two consecutive nights, they simply surrendered.
"Junior Aunt, now I finally understand the difference between a genius and a slacker. With your stamina, you could outlast two oxen. Did you only sleep for four hours yesterday?"
Cui Qingli pulled out an egg from somewhere and applied it as a warm compress under her eyes. While applying it, she suddenly sat up and stared at Xu Milu's face for a long while before saying dejectedly:
"It's true what they say, comparisons are odious. I've been eating a lot of health-preserving soups and medicinal stews lately, and my complexion was just starting to look a little better, but then I stayed up all night and it all came back to normal. You've been working non-stop for three days and you still look like you just woke up. Be honest, are you cheating?"
Li Ning was sprawled out on the sofa next to me, snoring away as he slept. He had fallen asleep half an hour earlier because he couldn't stay awake any longer.
"I feel okay. Maybe it's because I eat well usually, so I don't feel tired."
Xu Milu sat cross-legged on the carpet, answering without raising her head:
"The plants produced by Honghe are beneficial to the human body. If you want to whiten your skin, you can eat more Ping Pong grapes. If you want to protect your throat, you can drink some of the Purple Fern Juice that they launched last month. A while ago, they also sent me a lot of new samples, which should be slimming products made of Yaocao. If you want them, have someone come to my house to pick them up."
"Really? Is it very effective?"
Cui Qingli was somewhat skeptical: "I heard they were developing drugs to treat cancer, but I didn't expect they were also researching beauty-related products?"
Xu Milu flipped through her notes and nodded, saying:
"Yes, they are all extracted from pure plant essences, so there is no problem. However, they are not available on the market because they are still in the testing phase."
As it turns out, her decision to recruit Jiang Mingyue and Wang Lan into the company was absolutely correct; to put it metaphorically, these two are simply the elite among elites.
In the past, when Zhang Cang managed Honghe Technology, there might have been some decision-making mistakes, but since Jiang Mingyue and Wang Lan took over, they have been like tigers descending from the mountain. The entire group has not only been managed in an orderly manner, but Honghe Technology's business empire has also doubled in size.
— Heaven knows when Jiang Mingyue informed her that Honghe Technology's 24th global branch was about to be completed and politely asked if she was interested in attending the banquet, she was completely dumbfounded.
What?
who?
when?
Although she remembered seeing a similar plan before, the execution was truly terrifying.
However, the advantage of this is that Xu Milu now basically doesn't have to worry about the operation of Honghe Group, nor does she have to worry about cash flow issues. She only needs to appear occasionally and send the seeds and plants she brings back to the research institute.
—In Zhang Cang's own words, she is now like a domineering CEO in a TV drama, able to "bring down the king when the sky cools down" with just a few words.
But Xu Milu always felt that something was off.
Although "Ren Honghe" is her and "Ren Qingluan" is also her, for some reason, she can only truly be herself when she is using a pseudonym.
Therefore, she usually keeps these three identities separate. Ren Honghe is a cold and taciturn ice queen, Ren Qingluan is a chuunibyou magical girl with a chivalrous spirit who always stands up for justice, and Xu Milu is just an ordinary little chef.
[I believe this is the host's self-protection mechanism. Your body is gradually becoming the real Ars, but from a human perspective, the host is unwilling to accept such a huge change happening to themselves, which is why they use multiple identities to disguise themselves.]
Xiao Qi, who hadn't shown up for a long time, suddenly appeared and said in a serious tone:
[It's really interesting; I'm increasingly looking forward to the day when I become a truly "living" being.]
"While what you said makes a lot of sense, I already told you not to use me as analysis material so casually. Aren't the two hundred game players in the Food World enough for you to analyze?"
Xu Milu glanced at Cui Qingli, who was browsing Taobao, and Li Ning, who was fast asleep, before replying helplessly:
"So, do you want me to help you correct errors in your 300 trillion human observation diary this time, or do you want me to review your reflections on your human observation diary?"
Heaven knows why Xiaoqi, a system, would be interested in something like homework on Earth. Not only does it assign itself homework every now and then, but it also urges her to help revise it.
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