Christmas is going quickly because it is the end of the year. In a few days, New Year's Day will come, and the new year will come.

The long-standing mainland China.

Shang Hai.

This city that never sleeps is still so prosperous even if it changes into a different time and space.

The Tang family, or the Long Town Restaurant, is undoubtedly the overlord of the Shanghai realm. On the second day of Christmas, a super-large food court commercial area under the Tang family seemed to hold a conference. I won’t mention the isolation and clearance. The Tang family also mobilized many capable people to remove Christmas decorations, Christmas trees, and Christmas promotional posters all disappeared, and replaced by many exquisite and restrained ancient styles.

As more and more objects are placed, a large area of ​​block gradually adds to the atmosphere of annual food festivals.

In the square, a talented foreman shouted at the busy Tang pawns nearby, "Yes, let me set the table. The kitchen counter must be placed according to the marked area. You can't press the line! Strictly! Harsh!"

Even if there is no foreman to remind you, the young men dare not be careless in their hearts.

Why?

Just thinking that the ancient "Young Talents New Year Hunting" in China will be about to open in two days. The mood of these Tang family soldiers represents the voice of the millions of people and is full of expectations!

When the whole country was confident that they were good at cooking, they could still get by. Young chefs under the age of 25, no matter their poor sons, would gather in Shanghai.

A small man set up a kitchen counter, pointed to the small stall marked No. 111, C, and said to his companion: "Hi, listen to me, by chance, I happened to know the chef who bid to win this stall. Do you know the chef Lin Chu in Xinhongmen Tower? Yes, yes, it's the new chef, who is in his early twenties, must be in a straight shot this year until he will be hunting this year!"

"Brother Long, don't blow it!"

The young man with dark skin complained: "We do our job well to make the performance appraisal more beautiful, and we can get the Down internal cooking training quota as soon as possible!"

"Oh, I can't do anything to say a few words?" the older bar stared at him.

"Shh!"

Others suddenly became silent.

A general secretary who was responsible for the decoration of this block came to inspect. He was a familiar face, a member of the Tang clan, and Tang Jingtao, who had appeared on the Sapporo International Competition stage!

Wearing a black suit and a thick scalp, Tang Jingtao came with his hands behind his back, and a supervisor followed him with sweat on his head, constantly explaining what he was.

When the leader left, the block was filled with a blow, and dozens of Down's servants gathered together to whisper.

"Can Tang be able to show off this year and let people from all walks of life experience the power of the host Tang clan? I hope it's all under this young master Tang!"

"Who said no!"

"The reason why Shanghai Tang family has been able to sit firmly on the seat of the leader of the Shanghai Realm over the past century is because there are talented people from generation to generation. This year's young talents will hunt, and Tang Jingtao has the hope to challenge the five defenders!"

Similar voices were heard wherever Tang Jingtao inspected.

After wandering around, Tang Jingtao returned to the office of the "New Year's Hunting" conference.

This is a building full of Chinese style. Along the corridor, all the way to the innermost floor, Tang Jingtao stopped in front of the house with the president's sign hanging and knocked on the door.

"Lan Lao."

Tang Jingtao entered the house and reported to an old man who was very interested in painting ink paintings: "The main venues have been inspected, and the construction progress is no problem. The venue will be arranged before dusk tonight."

After a while, the old man put his pen and looked up, but did not ask about his job, but asked with a smile: "Xiao Tang, you lost to the top ten last year. What about this year, the goal is to enter the top ten?"

The so-called "Young Talents' New Year Hunting" top ten naturally refers to the ranking of the five Chinese shows except for the ranking.

The annual conference that brings together young talents across the country is a sure thing.

No matter which era, if the poor family succeeds in counterattack, the topic will be quite explosive, not to mention that they are ranked among the top ten talents in the country, and are almost on the same line as the "Five Chinese Shows", and will attract the attention of many big shots?

In previous sessions, it is not that there are no poor families who are favored by giants, taken as disciples or simply trained as descendants. On the contrary, these examples have increased rapidly in recent years.

Therefore, it can be foreseen that in two days, Shang Hai, the number of powerful young generations, will expand unprecedentedly.

"Top Ten?"

Listening to the intimate and profound question from the old man of Lan's family, Tang Jingtao didn't think much and said lightly: "No, I want to launch an attack on the position of the "Five Chinese Shows". Someone should fall down. They are too comfortable in the past two years!"

Upon hearing this, the old man in Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at Tang Jingtao's ambitious eyes, the old man in the Lan family had to praise: "No wonder the Tang family is prosperous... In this generation, the legitimate lineage has the girl Tang Yuqiong, and Tang Jingtao is also the side branch. One man and one woman can ensure that the Tang family's ancestral estate will be as solid as a sacred twenty years later."

"By the way!"

Thinking of Tang Yuqiong, the old man from Lan asked curiously: "Are you little princess of Tang back?"

"I have returned from Japan."

Tang Jingtao nodded.

"That……"

The old man in Lan had something to ask, but his eyes flashed and hesitated for a moment.

"What are you going to ask?" Tang Jingtao maintained absolute respect for the old man in front of him, for no reason. This old man was the pillar of the Lan family, a famous dragon giant, who often played chess with the king who lived in the inner world.

The old man from Lan said ashamed: "Forget it, when we reach our level, we will pursue ancient recipes and will be imprisoned. The past is the past tense!"

Withdraw from the office of the Executive President at this session this year.

Bang!

When the door was closed, Tang Jingtao took a few steps, but suddenly woke up and stopped in the corridor, "Pursuing ancient recipes?"

He finally got the taste back.

"Did Old Lan have thoughts about the ancient recipe in that person's hand?!"

When Tang Jingtao thought of that person, his mind was filled with the shocking scene of the cooking glowing and the strange phenomena.

Golden buns laughing together.

A soul-suppressing package that gives people the feeling of rebirth and reincarnation.

In the past, these recipes were unique skills for giants. In modern times, the ancients passed away for a long time, but the recipes still shone with a glow of treasures. No wonder an old dragon giant made a greedy person.

If you pay attention to that person, you may have some thoughts about the treasures and recipes in his hands?

"snort!"

Tang Jingtao hummed softly and said to himself: "Overseas, especially in the closed Japanese world, the Demon King of Food can protect you, but after returning to the country, in the situation where there are many powerful people in the Chinese world, even if the leader is willing to come forward to protect you, not everyone will be able to sell their face!"

"I hope you don't return home if you want to die!"

"Just stay overseas...become a lonely ghost of Xia!"

...

The land of Qilu.

Bamianlou.

Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world who has returned to China for a while, is practicing calligraphy.

Li Han was there too, and he washed Yan Qi's brush with a shameless face, as if he was serving a scholar.

Finally, after finishing writing the copybook, Li Han couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yan, two days ago, I heard that the dragon head was in Da Nei, and was furious, causing Bai Yulou to silence..."

"Shh!"

Yan Qi raised his finger.

Li Han pretended not to see it and asked, "Is Longtou's anger related to your stay in Japan for a long time? Is it about that guy?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qi's brush was placed on the mountain-shaped pen holder, and his eyes swept into peace.

"The Buddhist scriptures say that life is eight sufferings, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, long-lasting resentment, unable to seek, unable to let go..."

After a pause, Yan Qi's eyes showed a hint of mocking, "That person is not asking for anything, can't let go, and is furious."

Li Han's pupils shrank when he heard it.

Can't ask for it, can't let it go?

About that person?

Dongdong, there was a knock on the door outside the study room, and a waiter from the eight-sided building respectfully presented a letter.

In this era, meeting and chatting online are convenient, and letters are only limited to a few situations. Yan Qi looked at the envelope and smiled: "Sure enough, he still can't let it go."

The content of the leader's handwritten letter is very simple:

You don’t have to interfere anymore, I have sent another special envoy to Japan.

"special envoy?"

With a sarcastic smile, Yan Qi said, "I think it's black and white impermanence!"

Li Han was confused when he heard this.

What and what?
Chapter completed!