He was directly bombarded, and he really didn't give him any face.

In the car, Zhen Xiaoqiu frowned and said, "You really guessed it. No one is willing to receive us once the show is broadcast. What should we do now?"

"Let's try other restaurants, Fulin Hotel, Liyuan Restaurant, Ayi Abalone, Dafuhao, Jialin Tower, Quanji Seafood Restaurant, and many other restaurants in Hong Kong."

But they went to many restaurants, but they were not welcomed. It seemed that these restaurants were already open and were strictly guarding their programs, so they didn't even allow them to enter the hotel door.

The next night, the second episode was broadcast and the ratings were still very high, but the Royal Kitchen also became unlucky, just like the Dalongfeng Restaurant, its reputation was stinking and its business dropped sharply.

The program of Food Commemoration is truly famous.

Boss Wu smashed another TV.

Picking up the phone again, "Arong, that Stephen Zhou, I want him two legs, two legs!!!"

At the same time, an acquaintance found Jiang Hao.

"Uncle Quan, long time no see you." Jiang Hao greeted an old man in a hotel room.

"Axing, come here to sit down. I'm here to come and discuss something with you this time." The old man said in a hurry.

This old man is the vice president of the Hong Kong Catering Association and is very famous. When Stephen Zhou was doing catering, he also visited the old man's wharf.

"Uncle Quan, you said."

"You and I have some friendship. Your catering company went bankrupt and was done by Ada. You took revenge on him. These things have nothing to do with others. I hope you don't affect other restaurants. You know, if the restaurant has a bad reputation, the business will be difficult."

"I understand your situation now, and you are in a difficult situation. Several members of our association discussed it and raised some money to take it to live. As for that program, I don't think so, okay?"

The old man said, pushing a check in front of Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao looked at it and the number on it was 500,000.

Five hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket for Stephen Zhou before, but it is a huge sum of money for an ordinary person.

"It is not easy for us to make a reputation. It is not allowed to easily smash it. If someone smashes our job, we will definitely not be happy. It's like a fly in the room. We will definitely find a way to swatter the fly to death. Do you think this is the reason?" Uncle Quan said again without any haste.

Money plus threat.

Jiang Hao nodded, "I understand Uncle Quan, I know what to do. By the way, Uncle Quan, if you do a program in a foreign hotel, you don't care."

Uncle Quan smiled: "They are not members of the Hong Kong Catering Association, so we naturally can't control it."

Jiang Hao picked up the check, nodded to the old man again, and left the hotel private room.

On the way, Jiang Hao transferred the money to his bank card. After returning to Zhen Xiaoqiu's home, he saw Zhen Xiaoqiu worrying. When he saw Jiang Hao coming back, he said angrily: "Hey, where are you going? Our program can't continue. If you don't find a way, you will run around."

Jiang Hao sat down, looked at Zhen Xiaoqiu and said, "Our program needs to change our thinking."

“How to change.”

"Can't you always aim at Chinese cuisine? The world is so big, we have to take the audience to see it, such as Indian cuisine, Japanese cuisine, French cuisine, Italian cuisine, etc. Can these be made?" Jiang Hao said.

Zhen Xiaoqiu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yes, these are OK, why didn't I expect that I'll find someone to plan and come up with a few scripts." Zhen Xiaoqiu went to work again as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Now that he has money, Jiang Hao doesn’t have to do this show, spend money to eat and taste the world’s food. As long as he eats enough, he can naturally complete the task.

But is 500,000 enough? It’s really not enough.

Some people will definitely say, 500,000 is not enough for you to eat?

You should know that eating, drinking, gambling and smoking are very expensive. Some top ingredients, such as tiger whip, bear's paw, deer lips, hump... Not to mention making dishes, the ingredients are very expensive. It is common for some people to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to eat a dish.

When Xiaoqiu comes back, he already has an extra plan book in his hand and handed it to Jiang Hao, "Look at the script this time, you are still the protagonist."

Jiang Hao read the planning book and said, "It's very good. As long as you continue to do this, the ratings will not decrease."

Xiaoqiu was very happy, "Then we will start tomorrow."

"Okay, start."

After saying that, Jiang Hao paused, looked at the excited Zhen Xiaoqiu and said, "Xiaoqiu, I'm going to move out."

Zhen Xiaoqiu was stunned, "Why should I move out?" But when she said this, she stopped again. She felt that she was not qualified to stop the other party, "That's right, you have been sleeping in the sofa for a week."

"Of course, if you let me sleep in the bed, I won't leave." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Xiaoqiu's face was stern, "You'd better die."

After all, the two lived under the same roof for several days, going in and out together, studying programs together, and she was already familiar with this kind of life. Jiang Hao suddenly left, and Zhen Xiaoqiu felt a little reluctant.

On that day, Jiang Hao moved to the rented apartment.

The next day, the 'Food Tucao Cheat' team set out again, this time to an Indian restaurant called "Basil". This is recommended by Michelin and should be worth looking forward to.

The restaurant environment is luxurious and grand, like a palace, with Indian music playing, and Indian beauties dancing on the stage.

Jiang Hao and Zhen Xiaoqiu sat down, and they started ordering food. There was a camera next to them to take pictures. The restaurant thought that the other party was recording a couple program, but they didn't care.

“Sukoba, large plate of grilled prawns, Indian flatbread, hometown yogurt, mutton curry, kidney bean paste, Tandao bake, Indian spice tea.”

Looking at the food on the table, Jiang Hao felt that he really had no appetite, but since he ordered it, he should try it. Maybe there would be surprises.

pity,

Not.

He tasted every dish, but he didn't get any "food taste" task value, which really disappointed him. Jiang Hao felt that the show should be ended as soon as possible to escape from here.

"Please call your chef here. I want to review these dishes." Jiang Hao said to the waiter.

"Okay sir."

The waiter quickly invited the chef, and the chef nodded to Jiang Hao and Zhen Xiaoqiu with a dark face.

Jiang Hao pointed to the meal on the table and said, "I think we made a wrong choice. It's so bad. Curry, curry, curry, everything has only one flavor."

"And the appearance of these dishes is simply a disaster. They are piled up and pools, yellow and sticky, just like a stomachache. Can't they make them more pleasing to the eye?"

The waiter next to him was stunned. This was the first time he heard the guests criticizing their dishes so mercilessly.

Looking at the Indian chef again, he always smiled and nodded.

Zhen Xiaoqiu and Jiang Hao were both stunned. The chef was well-educated and he was not angry. The waiter next to him whispered: "Two, our chefs don't understand Chinese. Do you need me to translate?"

"Puff~"

Zhen Xiaoqiu couldn't help laughing, Jiang Hao looked embarrassed and talked for a long time, and it turned out that he was playing the piano with a cow.

And so, they ended their Indian restaurant journey.
Chapter completed!