Yimo Entertainment's development momentum is getting stronger and stronger. In the next period of time, huge breakthroughs have been made in animation, film and television, music, games and other aspects.

The entertainment industry in Jiangnan City is in a trend of reinventing its appearance!

On this day, after Jiang Ce finished his work, he went to the Yuanyang Hotel to rest and relax, preparing to taste the skills of the sword god, Nie Zheng.

Since Nie Zheng became popular, he has become more and more busy.

The business in the hotel is even more booming, and he can’t be busy with it alone. It is very necessary to add an assistant to help.

Jiang Ce and Nie Zheng were talking about this when they saw two women, an old and a young woman, walked in at the door.

The old one looks like he is in his seventies, and the young one is only in his early twenties.

Nie Zheng said, "Sorry, it's closed today."

The old lady said, "We are not here to have a meal, I took my granddaughter to apply for the job."

Nie Zheng has indeed posted recruitment information these days and is going to recruit an assistant, but under his strict requirements, there have been many people so far, and no one is suitable.

Nie Zheng looked up and down at the girl. She looked pretty pretty and dressed neatly. She looked very clean and refreshing, and had a good eye contact.

"What's the name?"

The girl looked at the old lady, then looked at Nie Zheng, pointed her mouth with her finger, and shook her hand.

The old lady explained: "My granddaughter is Ai Xia. She can't speak when she is born. Mr. Nie, don't be accustomed to it. However, she likes cooking very much, often watches your food programs, admires you very much, and wants to help you with your side. Please take it in."

What does that mean is that she is a mute?

Nie Zheng didn't care. Even his disabled one hand can be a chef. What's wrong with being a mute?

Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, another group of people came to the door.

These people were all wearing suits and tied, and they were obviously upper-class people in society. Among them was a 20-year-old boy.

He is pretty.

Especially those hands are white and soft, which are even better looking than women's hands.

The group of people walked straight into the door and pushed Ai Xia and the old lady aside without saying anything, as if they were "cleaning the streets".

The young man waved the fan and walked to Nie Zheng, put away the fan and bowed.

"My younger generation, Jingrong Restaurant, Huang Yaoliang, have met Senior Knife God."

Jingrong Restaurant is a famous first-class restaurant in Jiangnan District. Their Sichuan cuisine is quite authentic. Everyone says, "If you want authentic Sichuan cuisine, you must go to Jingrong Restaurant."

It is enough to show the strength of Jingrong Restaurant.

Huang Yaoliang is the second son of the owner of Jingrong Restaurant. He has learned various cooking skills since he was a child and has excellent cooking skills.

Nie Zheng frowned slightly and asked, "What are the people from Jingrong Restaurant doing here?"

Huang Yaoliang said with a smile: "To be honest, I have to watch seniors' programs every day, and I am very envious of your superb skills. Therefore, I specially received my father's approval and agreed to me to become a disciple of you!"

Apprentice to a master?

The second young master of Jingrong Restaurant, who became a disciple of a roadside miscellaneous store?

Nie Zheng smiled and said, "I will not accept disciples, I will only accept assistants."

Huang Yaoliang said: "No problem, I am willing to be an assistant."

"Well, then you can stand there first, come first, come later, someone arrives in front of you, I want to interview someone else first."

Huang Yaoliang was stunned.

What is this?

From childhood to adulthood, there are only the reason why others let him wait for others, let alone waiting for a mute who has no power or power.

Huang Yaoliang looked unhappy, "Mr. Nie, I think you don't need to interview someone else, right?"

"A miscellaneous chef who doesn't know where he came from has not received systematic training at all and has not had a good atmosphere at home. Where can I be your assistant?"

"What's more, she's still a mute."

Nie Zheng was quite unhappy when he said this.

He frowned and said, "What's wrong with the miscellaneous chef? Am I also a miscellaneous chef? I can't be a chef if a mute person? Then, am I a disabled person and I am even less qualified to be a chef?"

Huang Yaoliang didn't know how to answer after a while.

"That...I'm not targeting you."

The old lady led Ai Xia over and said proactively: "Mr. Nie, don't be angry. We ordinary people are just behind, just line up behind, it doesn't matter."

Nie Zheng sighed.

"Well, I won't say much extra nonsense."

"Since you are here for the interview assistant, then go straight to the assessment."

"You two go to the kitchen to cook a specialty dish, let me see your skills. Huang Yaoliang, come first."

Huang Yaoliang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come now!"

He walked into the kitchen with great enthusiasm and was busy for a while. After about twenty minutes, a exquisite steamed bass was served on the table.

Huang Yaoliang reached out and signaled, "Mr. Nie, please taste it."

Nie Zheng was not polite either. He picked up a piece of meat in front of the chopsticks, and then put it in his mouth to chew it.

He said to Jiang Ce: "Mr. Jiang, do you try it too?"

Jiang Ce picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites, nodded and praised: "No, it tastes great, I'm not very old and impatient."

Nie Zheng also said: "I am worthy of being a descendant of a famous family, and my craftsmanship is indeed first-class."

Huang Yaoliang showed a look of pride on his face, and he was quite proud.

He has learned cooking skills since he was a child and is influenced by his home every day. Although his skill level is not as good as that of a top chef, he is several grades higher than that of a chef in a roadside miscellaneous store.

Nie Zheng put down his chopsticks, walked to the kitchen and took a look, and sat down after he came back.

"Ai Xia, it's your place."

Ai Xia was a little nervous and shy. She was okay to cook for her family, but she really wanted to compete with others. She was really not used to it.

With such a powerful opponent as Huang Yaoliang, Ai Xia felt even more assured.

The old lady persuaded, "It's okay, go."

Ai Xia took a few deep breaths and secretly encouraged herself. She walked into the kitchen for a while and walked out with a bowl of braised pork half an hour later.

Huang Yaoliang was happy at first sight, "Are you wrong? Braised pork? Is there any shame to compete with such a tasteless dish?"

Ai Xia held the bowl of meat in her hand and stood there.

The most she usually cooks for her family is braised pork, which she is the best, so she doesn't think about it so much.

Nie Zheng waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, bring it over."

Ai Xia then brought a bowl of meat to the table.

Nie Zheng and Jiang Ce each picked up a piece of meat and ate it. The taste was really good, and it tasted like a "hometown", but there were quite a lack of seasoning ratio, knife skills and color.

In terms of cooking skills alone, Ai Xia is not as good as Huang Yaoliang.

Huang Yaoliang raised his head and said that the outcome of this competition had been decided and he was sure to win.

However……

Nie Zheng was not in a hurry to announce the result, but walked into the kitchen and took a look, then returned to his seat.

He coughed and said in front of everyone: "The competition is over, and I already have the answer in my heart."

“The assistant I recognize is—”

"Ai Xia!"
Chapter completed!