Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 347 Good Chef China

“Ugh.” Su Jing's face was gray. He felt that his arms hurt a little, but he didn't get hurt. He has to sigh at his physical fitness. Even the house collapsed in such a violent impact. I am afraid that he would have to be hospitalized for at least one month of he was a normal man, but now he is OK.
He was sighing and looked up to see Su Dapao staring at him angrily. Su Jing quickly apologized: “Uncle Dapao, I'm really sorry. I ran too fast to turn around. I accidentally knocked over your house.”

“You accidentally knocked down my house over during a run? Are you kidding me? When did my house become so fragile? Did you do this intentionally? Last time I got a problem with my dog ​​'s s.e.xual orientation and I haven't even settled that with you yet and you knocked over my house and say such lame excuses. Let me just tell you, I am not finished with you, “Su Dapao growled.

“Uncle Dapao, I didn't do it on purpose. I will pay you well and build a better bathhouse for you. But … Uncle Dapao, just put on your pants first.” Seeing Su Dapao becoming too angry that he even forget that he wasn't wearing clothes, Su Jing reminded him. At this time, some other villagers also walked by and two middle-aged women couldn't help laughing when they saw Su Dapao, then quickly speeded up and walked away.

“Don't go away, wait until I get dressed and settle my accounts with you.” Su Dapao blushed and hurried into the room to find clothes to wear. In the end, Su Jing sc.r.a.pped a lot of words before reluctantly explaining it and asking for Su Dapao's forgiveness. He also called Old Zhang over and promised to build a better bathhouse for him as soon as possible. Su Jing also wants to pay Su Dapao an extra 10,000 or 20,000, but Su Dapao did not accept it.

Su Jing, gray-faced, returned home and quickly took a bath, feeling very depressed. In order to avoid shocking the world, he didn't want to run too fast. He just wanted to try the effect of the Long Distance Talisman. Who knew that it will cause him to run so fast that he would lose control and hit the wall. Fortunately, Su Dapao escaped quickly, otherwise, it would be more trouble for him if he had gotten hurt.

Of course, the effect of Long Distance Talisman still surprised Su Jing and it also gave him a rough estimate. The speed he had just run is at least 30 meters per second, which is more than 100 kilometers per hour. People who drive motorcycles at speeds of more than 100 Kilometers per hour can very well feel what the speed is. People running at this speed is impossible. It seems that this Long Distance Talisman cannot be easily used in the future and even if he is forced to use it, he needs to do it where people wouldn't notice him, otherwise it might scare people.

After getting changed. Su Jing went downstairs and continued to clean up the trash. In order not to miss any treasure, he checked carefully. Every piece was carefully detected with his spiritual force, plus this time the garbage was too huge, so it was very time-consuming.

Ten days later, Su Jing failed to pick out the other treasures, he transported all the garbage that was confirmed to be useless to the dump and dumped it and only a small part was left. After all, there is still a lot of s.p.a.ce in the second floor collection room.

This afternoon, Su Jing changed into a suit and drove his Porsche, he was going to attend the wedding of his cla.s.s teacher. Originally, he wanted to call Shi Qing to go with him but today is not a holiday and Shi Qing has to go to work.

When he first reached the courtyard, he saw Su Zhenhong walking with a group of people, some of whom were from his village or neighboring villages, but there were also some strange faces. Su Zhenhong shouted: “A'Jing, there are a few people looking for you. “

“Uncle, who are they?” Su Jing opened the window and asked.

“They are from the “Good Chef China” show and they want to invite you to the show.” Su Zhenhong said.

“Hi Mr. Su, I'm Li Qin, producer of the “Good Chef China” show.” A thin, middle-aged man dressed casually stretched out his hand at Su Jing.

“h.e.l.lo, but I don't have much time recently. I'm afraid I can't attend the program.” Su Jing shook hands with him and declined politely. First, he will be more famous, which is not what Su Jing hopes; second, he is only interested in cooking. He learns the recipes from the “Desolate Era” Universe when he has time, but they are for himself and his relatives and friends to eat, and he is not interested in partic.i.p.ating in the program.

“Mr. Su, don't be in a rush to refuse, you don't know anything about our program yet, don't you want to win glory for Qingyun Town, and at the same time make a reputation for Qingyun Town food, letting more tourists come to Qingyun Town?” Said the thin, middle-aged man.

“A'Jing, you can join. We at Qingyun Town are even better at cooking.”

“That is, if you partic.i.p.ate, you will definitely make a name for us and win glory for our Su Family Village and Qingyun Town. When you become a nationally renowned chef, we will have a bright face.”

“A'Jing, let the names of people across the country see the power of our Qingyun Town chefs.”

The villagers also said that as they obviously wanted Su Jing to go on that show. Su Jing is feeling helpless. He can understand the ideas of the villagers. If he doesn't have the super s.p.a.ce-time garbage station, he would like to be able to partic.i.p.ate in it and become famous.

“Mr. Su, your folks also want you to partic.i.p.ate, don't let everyone down. Besides, our program is like this. There are thirty-four provincial administrative regions in China, one program will be recorded in each region, the champion of each region will be decided and they will compete in the main show. Therefore, it will take a long time to record the program even if you win the provincial championship after you partic.i.p.ate in this program, so it only takes you less than one day for the time being.” Said the tall, thin, middle-aged man.

“Oh?” Su Jing is very interested. The show format is a bit special. He asked Su Zhenhong, “Do you want me to partic.i.p.ate, too?”

“Of course I want you to partic.i.p.ate. It will depend on you if our Qingyun Town food can make a name for itself. However, it's up to you to do it yourself. If you don't have time to partic.i.p.ate then it's okay.” Su Zhenhong said.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Su Jing's cell phone rang. Su Jing saw that w.a.n.g Zhuo had called, and he answered the phone. Unexpectedly, w.a.n.g Zhuo had almost said the same thing as his uncle said.
“Well, all right, I will. But do I need an audition?” Su Jing said.

Hearing Su Jing's consent to partic.i.p.ate, the man's eyes suddenly flashed as he explained: “Ordinary chefs need to audition but if someone has 10,000 votes from the online ma.s.ses or if there are strong recommendations from food judges, then you don't need it. You have more than 10,000 votes and there is also a food judge recommending you, you naturally don't need to partic.i.p.ate in the audition. “

“Which food judge recommended me?” Su Jing froze.

“Zhou Xian.” The man smiled as he said this.

Su Jing's face suddenly became a little strange. This Venomous Tongue Gourmand even became a judge. Aren't you afraid that the contestants will be scolded and cry? Zhou Xian is called Venomous tongue gourmand, which is absolutely reasonable. Su Jing's dishes are recognized by Zhou Xian, so he has not received any negative comments. However, he also saw some comments from Zhou Xian on the Internet. It's absolutely spiteful enough to make men cry.
The producer of the show invited Zhou Xian, which seemed a bit nasty.