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Chapter 301: Secret Sauce, Trial Operation

There are many types of cuisines in China, and everyone has their own style. However, Song Mengying is different. Her cooking skills are all given by the system. No matter whether it is Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine or Cantonese cuisine, as long as it can be exchanged with the system, she can cook it.

"Master Wang, actually I'm not suitable to participate in this team competition. After all, I don't have any master here." Song Mengying said.

"What does it matter? As long as the food is well cooked," said Master Wang.

Song Mengying thought for a moment and said, "How about this, whatever dish you cook for this team competition, I'll prepare a secret sauce and give it to you to try."

Wang Daohong was stunned: "Secret sauce?"

"Yes, secret sauce." Song Mengying smiled and said, "I put secret sauce in many of my dishes. Although it is not a universal sauce, it can still enhance the flavor of certain dishes."

Things had come to this point, and Wang Daohong couldn't press the issue any further, so he could only nod and agree.

It was a coincidence that in this team competition, they were going to make a dish of braised duck in a can.

Song Mengying didn't act pretentiously and said she would send it over when she got back to get it.

Master Wang gave Song Mengying the address where they lived, and Song Mengying left the stadium.

"Big sister, the braised pork this time is absolutely amazing. The audience in the stadium can all taste it. I'm afraid the organizers didn't expect that someone would use the ingredients in the stadium to attract popularity." Yuan Chenghui said with a smile.

"What ingredients for the competition venue? I bought them from the market this morning." Song Mengying said with a smile, "There won't be that many ingredients for you to use at the competition venue."

Yuan Chenghui thought so too. The meat in the competition venue was divided into strips one by one. Everyone was serving as a judge for eight people. If they wanted to make more, there wouldn't be so much pork belly.

“Pah, pah, pah!”

At this moment, there was a sound of clapping from the corner, and then He Yingcong flashed out, clapping as he walked, and he looked arrogant and domineering in his windbreaker.

Yuan Chenghui spotted the tall bodyguard next to He Yingcong at a glance, and hurried to protect Song Mengying.

"Ms. Song, you really have some skills. I, He Yingcong, admire you very much. Will you consider my suggestion carefully? I am willing to give a part of the equity to Miss Song, and I only need Miss Song to be the head chef of our restaurant." He Yingcong said.

Song Mengying chuckled and said, "Master He, you are really generous. You are willing to give up your equity to invite me. But I have already said that I am not interested."

"Miss Song, I want to open one of the most famous hotels in Kyoto. Do you know how much wealth you are rejecting?" He Yingcong frowned and thought, this Song Mengying is quite difficult to deal with.

At this time, the bodyguard stood up and said, "Ms. Song, you are just a chef. You should know that a chef who works in a star-rated restaurant is a master chef. If you are a street vendor, you will only be a chef for your whole life. Don't be so shameless."

"I'm not begging you to praise me." Song Mengying's face turned cold. This rich young man didn't look like a good person. It would be strange if she agreed to his request.