Listen to Stephen Zhou's original words in the movie:

"The restaurant table should be as narrow as the narrow as the stool should be, and the customer should not let him feel comfortable. After eating, he will walk away when he lifts his butt; how thick the straw should be, how big the ice should be, and after drinking one cup, he will drink a second cup; are you new here? Do I need to teach me this?"

Stephen Zhou is called the God of Food, but his cooking skills are average. If a special first-level chef and a senior technician are the highest level of a chef, then his cooking skills are probably only at the level of a third- and fourth-level intermediate chef, and even a first- and second-level senior chef cannot reach it.

His strongest method is to build momentum in operation and hard-working to package himself into a God of Cookery.

After the movie was finished, Jiang Hao was considering what to prepare for this time travel. Generally speaking, there was no danger in this movie, and good people and bad people were clear at a glance.

My task is to eat, taste delicious food, and collect the "taste". I don't know who I want to travel through time. What if it is the villain Tang Niu, maybe it may be a passerby.

That's the case,

OK.

Then let's start.

“Accept the task.”

"Task: Enter the world of the movie "God of Cooking" and collect "food flavors". Is the collector accepting orders?"

Jiang Hao clicked the order accept button.

Brush ~

As the scenes around changed, Jiang Hao felt that he was in a bustling and noisy street, surrounded by stalls, various snack stalls, people were drinking and chatting lively, and in Cantonese, but Jiang Hao could understand it.

A stream of information came into his mind and he knew his current identity.

It is Stephen Zhou, the protagonist of this movie. He walked to a window next to him and saw his appearance clearly through the reflection of the glass. He was wearing a slightly wrinkled suit. As for his face, well, he was just that dead look.

And here is Temple Street.

He has been framed and gone bankrupt now, penniless, heavily in debt, and kneeling at the beginning, it is difficult to get out of hell, which is not fun.

He grinned at the glass, "I'm not afraid, it turns out that he is not afraid, and I, Jiang Hao, will not be afraid."

However, after looking at the noisy temple street, he decided to leave here because he would be beaten to death with a bowl of mixed noodles, and all the bricks and folded benches in the seven weapons were greeted by him. He didn't want to feel uncomfortable.

As for Stephen Zhou's love,

"It's all my business!"

On a round table on the food and food street, a group of colleagues at a TV station were having midnight snacks. A girl with eyes kept looking at the guy standing in front of the window and winking.

When the girl saw it clearly, her eyes lit up and she felt secretly happy. Yes, it must be him. She can catch the news even if she comes out for a midnight snack. The work tomorrow can be completed in advance.

She had thought about the title, "The former God of Eaters fell into the temple street, and was suspected of begging for food."

Hehehehe.

"Hey, I'll go to the bathroom." The girl said to her colleague next to her. The others were drinking happily now, just waved her hand to let her leave.

The girl carried her bag on her back and walked around to Jiang Hao.

Suddenly he took out the camera from his bag and took a slash at Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao was startled, "What are you doing?"

"You are Stephen Zhou, I am a reporter from ATV's News Department. I want to interview you. As a food god in the world and a business elite, I used to be worth over 100 million yuan, but now I am becoming a food street. What do you think?" the girl asked in a very quick tone.

Feelings, I feel like your sister.

"Have you ever thought about the retribution today, have you regretted it, have you repented to the vast majority of diners..."

The female reporter was eloquent, had a tricky and vicious problem, and the eyes behind her eyes were filled with excitement.

Jiang Hao turned around and left. He didn't want to deal with anyone now, let alone a reporter.

When the girl saw that he was leaving, she chased after him and shouted, "Stephen Zhou, hey, stop, I want to interview you."

Jiang Hao ignored her and accelerated his pace.

The girl saw that the more she called her, the faster she ran, and she became angry and started running. When Jiang Hao saw that, she also ran, chasing each other. Soon, the two of them ran out of Temple Street and came to a relatively secluded street.

"Hey, stop."

“Hohu~”

"I don't believe that I can't catch up with you today. I was from the sports club when I was in college."

The female reporter with glasses really had a ruthless spirit and was chasing her relentlessly. Jiang Hao turned around an alley, and the woman gritted her teeth and chased her again. As soon as she entered the alley, the female reporter saw Jiang Hao standing there, and the female reporter bumped into Jiang Hao.

"Oh," the female reporter screamed in surprise, and her body retreated a few times and stuck it on the wall of the alley. Jiang Hao stepped forward and supported the wall with one hand, staring at the woman with his eyes fiercely.

Standard wall styling posture.

The female reporter was startled and closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do? Don't do it randomly. I'm calling someone. If you dare to criticize me, you can't escape."

Jiang Hao was so angry that he said viciously: "You chased me for two streets, and I really think I have no temper."

The woman opened her eyes, stared at Jiang Hao, pretending to be stern and cowardly, "I said I am a reporter? I want to interview you. I have this right."

"I still have the right to not accept interviews. You are so hateful, do you know?" Jiang Hao leaned forward, scaring the female reporter to dodge his neck.

"But since you're here, don't blame me...hehehe!"

Jiang Hao looked like a smirk on his face and looked like a standard bad guy, which scared the woman so much that she screamed, "Ah, it's rude."

Jiang Hao just wanted to scare her and let the annoying female reporter disappear.

Jiang Hao thought about his current situation, he was completely bankrupt now, and he had no penny in his pocket, and would have a problem with eating in the future. His original mansion was blocked and he didn't even have a place to sleep. I don't know if he was going to sleep on the streets tonight.

If you want to complete the task and eat all the food all over the world, haha, now food and clothing are a problem.

Looking at the screaming female reporter in front of him, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of an idea, "Hey, stop calling, do you want to be famous?"

The female reporter was stunned and stopped screaming and looked at Jiang Hao, "What did you say."

"I ask you, do you want to be famous? Be a famous prostitute?" Jiang Hao said.

"Of course I thought about it."

"I have an idea to guarantee that you can become famous."

"What's the idea?" asked the female reporter in a daze.

Jiang Hao straightened up, patted the suit on his body and said, "I didn't eat just now and ran all the way. Now I'm a little hungry. You treat me."

The female reporter looked him up and down and said in disbelief: "You don't want to lie to me to treat you to a meal, hum."

"At most I will accept your interview." Jiang Hao said.

When the female reporter heard this, she thought it was OK, "Then let's go back to Temple Street."

Jiang Hao shook his head, "I am a god of food. How could I eat the street stalls on Temple Street? At least I should be at the level of great wealth."

"Da Fugui, I can't afford to pay for a month's salary every time. You can save money. I know there is a small restaurant nearby. Do you like to go there?" the female reporter said angrily.
Chapter completed!