Mr. Jiang was cooking with all his energy and tried his best every step!

Time passes by little by little.

Except for Mr. Jiang, the others in the kitchen are actually busier.

Ginger is too old, and many steps are done by other chefs in the kitchen during cooking.

Of course, even if it was done on behalf of others, Mr. Jiang kept watching from the side, when and to what extent, Mr. Jiang stared at him throughout the whole process.

When it comes to important but not important links such as seasoning and heat control, Mr. Jiang will do it himself and will never allow others to intervene.

"Old Jiang, the dishes over there have been served in the steamer." said a chef.

These people who usually hold the chefs and drink with the chefs in the kitchen have now become Mr. Jiang's chefs.

But none of these chefs complained.

"I understand. You stare at the steamer and tell me after ten minutes." Mr. Jiang said with a serious expression.

"yes."

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In the lobby of Fenghe Building.

"Your name is Jiangyang, right?" Ren Pengcheng asked knowingly.

"Yes." Jiang Yang replied softly.

After the initial shock, Jiang Yang had calmed down. Even if the middle-aged man was the new president of the chefs association, what did he have to do with him? He had nothing to ask for. As the saying goes, no desire is hard, no desire, and naturally there is nothing to be respected.

Of course, the necessary respect must be given.

"I've watched your competition and my cooking skills are very good." Ren Pengcheng said.

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to Jiang Yang. At that time, he was busy getting methods above the masters and did not pay much attention to the National Youth Cooking Competition. However, he said that watching Jiang Yang's competition was not a lie. He did watch two games.

"You have been too proud. My cooking skills need to be improved, so I dare not say it's good." Jiang Yang said.

However, Ren Pengcheng nodded in agreement: "No, just know that he still needs to improve."

Jiang Yang was speechless for a moment. Although he thought so and said it like this, his words of agreement would kill the conversation!

"Teacher... Mr. Jiang is a very good teacher. You can ask Mr. Jiang for advice more." Ren Pengcheng suddenly said.

Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Ren Pengcheng suddenly said this without any mind.

"I know." Jiang Yang nodded and responded.

Ren Pengcheng smiled slightly, his smile was very friendly.

Jiang Yang has a good impression of the new president of the chefs association. The help he came in at the beginning and the chats now have greatly increased Jiang Yang's favorability towards Ren Pengcheng.

Ren Pengcheng did not continue chatting with Jiang Yang. He closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to rest, but his eyes turned frequently. He was thinking, thinking about the problems that had been bothering him.

Jiang Yang was also idle to observe the surroundings. This was a banquet he had never attended before. He wanted to see where the banquet was different from other banquets.

Time passed slowly, and it was noon soon, and it was twenty minutes left to start the meal.

At this time, Mr. Jiang, wearing a snow-white, meticulous chef's uniform and a tall chef's hat, walked out step by step with steady steps.

As soon as Mr. Jiang appeared, he immediately stopped the sound of the scene. It was not loud at the beginning, but now it is even quieter.

Mr. Jiang did not stop and walked straight to the stage in the middle.

He picked up the microphone and looked around, his eyes sharp but not aggressive.

"Thank you all for attending my sword seal banquet today!" Mr. Jiang began to speak, and the first sentence was this.

"I started to learn cooking at the age of sixteen, and now I have been working in the chef industry for 66 years, with a total of more than 24,000 days. How many sixty-six years does I have in my life?"

"In the past sixty-six years, I have experienced too much, growing from a chef apprentice to a chef master. Time flies so fast, and I vaguely remember when I was practicing all night in the kitchen, and that time seemed to be yesterday. I also remember that when I just became a chef master, the spirit was so vigorous that I still remember it fresh. There were also times of failure and darkness, moments of peak highlights, and naturally there were also nights of sadness at low and low. Sixty-six years of time were like a dream."

"Okay, the topic is a bit far-reaching. When people get older, they can't help but recall the past."

"Today, I decided to cut off my knife and quit the chef industry from now on. When I made this decision, I felt uncomfortable. Until today, I suddenly realized that I was reluctant to leave this industry."

"However, the country has retirement age, and I should have retired a long time ago. Holding a knife-sealing banquet at this moment is the result of my shamelessness and unwillingness to leave. An elderly person like me should have retired from the stage and leave a larger and broader space for young people. I should also enjoy the life of the elderly."

"Thank you again for attending my sword seal banquet! Thank you for your care and love for me, the old man over the years. Today, I prepared a banquet to thank you. After this banquet, I will no longer be a chef and will not be engaged in this industry."

Mr. Jiang’s words echoed in the lobby, and everyone seemed to see the life of a chef. From contact to glory, the magnificent life.

The applause was thunderous, and ten minutes passed before the applause stopped.

Jiang Yang was a little reluctant. Mr. Jiang was a respectable elder and an extremely outstanding chef. Such a chef quit the chef's circle was a loss.

"Thank you everyone!" After saying that, Mr. Jiang put down the microphone and walked off the stage with nostalgia.

He was wearing a meticulous snow-white chef's uniform, as clean as if he was going to a dinner party. The towering chef's hat was like a sharp sword penetrated into the sky.

Mr. Jiang headed towards the kitchen. Now he came out, and it was time that he had finally spared.

Originally, he didn't want to come out to speak, but Yu Qiquan strongly urged him to come out and say a few words, and they were temporarily replaced in the kitchen.

Mr. Jiang was not relieved, so he hurriedly said a few words and left. He had to go back to the kitchen to stare at him before he could feel relieved.

The atmosphere in the lobby was a bit weird, probably because a respected cooking senior was about to leave, so he felt a little reluctant.

In the kitchen.

"Set the plate, quickly!" Yu Qiquan shouted hurriedly.

"You, you, and you, come and put the plate up quickly." Yu Qiquan casually ordered several more free chefs.

Everyone was moved when they heard this. You should place the plate. Those who should prepare to serve the dishes are on standby. Just wait until the plate is completed, and you can deliver the dishes to the guests’ table as soon as possible.

The placing is fast, but it is indeed an indispensable step. Without a good-looking placing, the level of the dishes must be reduced to one level.

"Okay, we're ready!" said the chef who arranged the plate almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!