Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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When Su Yemu woke up, he covered his head and groaned. Last night, he was entangled with the virtual cabin and the battle armour, which caused him to have nightmares all night long. The two voices kept arguing: “Buy a virtual cabin…Buy a virtual cabin…”
“Buy a battle armour…Buy a battle armour…”
After driving out the two voices, Su Yemu got up and washed up, then started making breakfast, a leek box and soy milk.
He kneaded the noodle dough first and set aside to let it rest. He washed and minced the leeks. He chopped the pork and added the seasonings and stir-fried them until cooked. He removed them from the pot and let them cool, then he added the minced leeks, and stirred them evenly and set aside.
He divided the risen dough into small balls and shaped them into a round shape. He added the prepared fillings to the middle of the dough, closed the left and right sides and put it in the pan for frying.
He heated oil in a pan and fried them over low heat until golden brown. He flipped over to the other side and continued frying until golden brown and fragrant. They were ready to serve.
Su Yemu made a total of twelve, which were as big as a child’s hand and were enough to eat.
People at home got up one after another and rushed to the kitchen. The outside of the leek dumpling was golden, the skin was crispy and fragrant when you bit it, and the leek filling was crispy and tender. It was absolutely delicious.
While eating, Su Yemu told Xiaonan about the battle armour and virtual cabin. Su Yemu’s suggestion was to buy the virtual cabin and buy the battle armour after a while when he had money.
“Brother, I want a battle armour.”
“But you have no actual combat experience.”
“I have studied in the virtual cabin at Boss Hei before, and there is no problem at all.”
Xiaonan said with confidence, and Su Yemu could only respect her opinion.
“Then go to Xingwang and check it out for yourself. Tell me which one you like, and I’ll buy it for you.”
“Thank you, brother!”
Xiaonan’s face lit up, she jumped up and put her arms around Su Yemu’s neck, kissing him. Her brother took a bite.
After eating breakfast, Su Yemu took out the recipe book that he hadn’t written in for a long time and started writing it slowly. Around noon, Boss Hei asked Datou to bring the grain seeds to Su Yemu.
Su Yemu didn’t know how to distinguish between good and bad grains, but what Boss Hei sent over was definitely not that different.
Pao Gu entered the machine room and waited three days before planting the rice seedlings. During the three days of waiting, Su Yemu was not idle. Instead, he recruited all the chefs from the farm for intensive training.
Cutting vegetables, kneading dough, stirring the pot, adding ingredients, setting the heat…
Su Yemu held a ruler in his hand, like an exploitative landlord in ancient times, pacing back and forth in the kitchen. Except for occasionally checking on the condition of his precious seedlings, Su Yemu almost never stayed away from the chefs, and everyone was under a lot of pressure.
Mai Tian approached Jiang Xiaoyu: “Have you ever thought that Su Yemu has been scary in the past two days?”
Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at Mai Tian from the corner of his eyes: “The whole kitchen knows.”
Mai Tian looked at Ace, with a calm expression on his face. All ten fingers were covered with wounds, but it seemed like there was no pain, and the others were so busy that they didn’t even have time to wipe their sweat.
The intense training lasted until the fourth day before Su Yemu left the kitchen. Everyone’s tense mood finally relaxed. Su Yemu was so serious.
The seedlings were put into the ground using a machine. As soon as they slid over, they appeared horizontally and vertically, very neatly.
Planting four plots of land was completed in less than half an hour, which was very efficient.
Su Yemu was very busy here, and people in other parts of the empire were also very busy. They were busy learning to identify seasonings, learning side dishes, and even the combination of foods. They must learn by themselves and not rely on machines to distinguish.
The most important thing was knife skills. In the past, they basically used machines to process ingredients. Whether it was meat or vegetables, the machine could handle how thin and fine you wanted it to be. But now, Su Yemu said, everything must be done manually.
In the 21st century, the basic skills of a chef here were simply a disaster. After Su Yemu announced the conditions, not everyone quit, but more people persisted.
Tomorrow was the day of the chef interview. Su Yemu was writing the process when a beautiful woman suddenly appeared at his door: “Hello, I am Esme, the food writer of Empire Channel One. Can I interview you?”
After leaving that company, Esme found a better platform and entered Empire One. Esme’s first job was to write an interview for Su Yemu.
Su Yemu was stunned: The Empire One looks so powerful.
Esme’s interview lasted for an hour and she asked a wide range of questions, even involving the source of the allusions Su Yemu said during the live broadcast. After the interview, Esme did not leave immediately, but wanted to stay and watch how Su Yemu recruited chefs?
The next day, after Su Yemu finished breakfast, he started the live broadcast. The audience came in. The number of people was so large that it made his colleagues jealous; but now everyone knew that Su Yemu was named and praised by the queen, so they could only say it in their hearts, with sour water coming out.
A few days ago, Su Yemu saw that the number of applicants was 3,000. Today, it suddenly reached 5,000. It really gave him a headache! How to choose from so many candidates?
“Brother, you open a room and let everyone who signed up join. You set up questions and filters and screen out some people first.” Xiaonan did not appear in the scene, holding No. 2, stroking his hair, she gave advice to Su Yemu who was in trouble.
Su Yemu nodded, he immediately set up the room, and then connected the terminal to voice, and said: “The registration deadline is now. Everyone enters room 001 for the exam.”
There were three levels for Su Yemu’s recruitment: seasoning knowledge, knife skills, and cooking!
Unlike the Chefs Association, Su Yemu’s seasoning identification focused on Chinese food.
Five thousand people poured in, and there were tens of billions of spectators outside. Few people except the official platform could do such a big deal.
Oh my God! Su Yemu’s appeal is too great! This number of applicants is more than that of the Kitchen King Competition.
He has very little qualifications, but his cooking methods are very novel and his food combinations are more daring. He is a talent.
If you can learn Su Yemu’s cooking skill, not to mention his own life, even his children and grandchildren will not have to worry about food and clothing.
There was no shortage of reporters among the tens of billions of viewers. As early as when the news revealed that Su Yemu was the master of the crown prince, it attracted the attention of the media. However, Su Yemu did not appear in front of people except for live broadcasts. Them wanting to poach Su Yemu’s news was also difficult.
They wanted to investigate Su Yemu’s life experience, but they didn’t know why his information had been completely erased. Someone was trying to dig deeper. He had been invited to ‘drink tea’ and he hadn’t come back yet.
Currently known information about Su Yemu: his parents have passed away, he lives in Saier Star, is a TV platform anchor, and has opened a farm. His products will be put on the shelves of Blue Star Mall, but it is impossible to confirm whether he has any shares.
Su Yemu first took the test on seasonings, and the Chefs Association also took the test. The difference was that the association distinguished them individually, while Su Yemu ground several ingredients and mixed them together for them to identify.
In this level alone, half of the people had been wiped out; then Su Yemu poured several sauces together and asked them to distinguish them, and in this level, half of them were wiped out.
Su Yemu sighed. He had tried to simplify it as much as possible and only put in three flavours. These people still couldn’t even taste it. How could these people call themselves chefs?
For knife skills, Su Yemu asked everyone to cut carrots quickly and carefully; only 500 people were selected for this level, and they were admitted according to their rankings.
When the results came out, Su Yemu could squeeze a fly with his eyebrows; shredded carrots? Non-existent.
Su Yemu comforted himself: It’s okay, we have to train them later. Didn’t that boy Erha also cut it into pieces when he first came here? Now can he not cut the knife like silk?
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