1764 Can't hear prayers

"Malashera, there won't be a Day of Peace."

"Why did you have to come to China and hold a nine-person Ambrosia party? is France too small?"

"That's right. Although France isn't as vast as China, it still has a place to hold an exchange."

"They don't even care about our old arms and legs. They even said that we'll be very happy in the future. After participating in this gathering of nine, I don't care what happens in the future because I probably won't live that long either, hahaha."

"We've been friends for more than 20 years. That's what marashero said in his email, so I'll have to trouble you to make a trip."

On an international flight from France to Chengdu, two old men in their 70s were chatting. The two of them were about the same height and build, so they were differentiated by their hair. The one with less hair was called Barr. He was a famous France chef who owned three restaurants in total. Two of them were rated as three-star restaurants, and the other was a two-star restaurant. In the food industry, he was known as the eight-star chef Barr.

The one with almost all his hair gone was bordoan. His main occupation was a rich second-generation heir, and his secondary occupation was a chef. After inheriting his family's hotel at the age of 21, he became a chef himself and opened a restaurant on the top floor of the hotel. He received a Michelin star rating, and at the age of 35,& he received the highest score in history in the magazine "Gault Millau", which had a full score of 20.

gault& Millau was definitely not as influential as Michelin in the world, but in France alone, Gault Millau was definitely more important than Michelin in the hearts of chefs&.

Baal and bordoan were both famous Western chefs, and they were friends of the stupid Groundhog. They were also invited by marishero to the gathering of nine.

"Hey Barr, what are you going to eat in China? have you decided?" "What's wrong?" bordoan asked.

"There should be some arrangements. Even if malashera didn't make any arrangements, there's still toroma." Barr didn't have many friends in China, so he was waiting to be arranged.

There was a reason why toroma called marishero a stupid Groundhog. For example, this time, marishero invited three friends to a nine-person meeting, but he didn't explain the situation clearly. It was as if Baal and bodoan knew nothing about the meeting except for the cooking exchange.

Baal and bordoan took a nap on the plane. When the plane arrived, it was fortunate that Mali had arranged for someone to pick them up. No matter from what angle, and even if it was the system's judgment standard, these two could meet the evaluation of a master chef.

It was about the afternoon when they met at the hotel and had a casual meal at the hotel's Western restaurant.

The dinner consisted of Bayer, toroma, marishero, Baal, and bordoan.

As for reremi, he naturally went to the gallery to appreciate the art. He did go to the gallery early in the morning, but at noon, he came to Taoxi road to line up. The reason why he came to line up alone was that the fewer people, the higher the success rate. This was the rule concluded by the foreign driver, reremi.

He had a meal at master chef Restaurant at noon, then went to painting God's hut in the afternoon, and then came back to eat in the evening. Relei mi felt that his life in China was too satisfying, both mentally and physically.

"Hahaha, how is it? it's your first time in China. How do you feel?" Malashero was also very happy to see his old friend.

"The feeling of being in a foreign country." Barr's voice was a little weak. After all, he was an old man. After sitting in the plane for such a long time, it would be strange if he was in good shape.

"I came to China more than ten years ago, so it's not my first time." "When's the exchange?" bordoan asked."When is it going to be held?"

Marishero waved his hand to signal for bordoan to calm down. He said,""After eating, go to the hotel and sleep for a while. There's a six-hour time difference between China and China. We still need to adjust to the time difference. We'll talk about the exchange meeting tonight."

"Which gentlemen did you invite for the exchange?" Barr still wanted to know. After all, the two of them had spent more than ten hours traveling to such a distant foreign country.

The old man really couldn't answer, because he didn't know what kind of chefs Turama invited. Fortunately, Turama spoke at this time.

Turama fiddled with his phone for a while, then said, "That's the initial list. There shouldn't be any changes. Mr. Baal and Mr. Bodoan, you can take a look."

The reason why toroma had a name list was simple. He asked toroma which three people she invited. Barr and bodoan didn't look at their phones immediately. Instead, they wiped their mouths with dinner tissues before taking out their phones to look.

"Oh? Odo and Jacques will be there. Marisero said that we will regret not coming. Now that we have seen so many excellent chefs, we will definitely regret not coming. "

“yuan？Was he a Chinese chef or a France chef? What I'm curious about is that Mr. Toroma didn't include Mr. Bayer in this conference? I'm saying that although Mr. Bayer is a bit young, he's still capable of interacting with others. "

"Only you guys can gather all these old guys together, and even bring them to another country."

Baal and toroma looked at the list and asked some questions.

"Bayer, is it?" Turama had also finished eating. It put down its fork and knife and answered,""Bayer doesn't need to participate in the gathering of nine."

"Oh." Barr nodded. After all, he was her disciple, so he could just ask.

The nearby Bayer was on the verge of tears. In his heart, he was roaring madly."I want to participate, I want to participate!"

However, no one else could hear the roars in his heart. As for Bayer's strange expression, mm...No one paid it any mind. After eating, the five of them returned to their own rooms.

"No, I have to go to Yuan's shop this afternoon and have a steak to relieve my inner fatigue. But I can't let the teacher know." Bayer thought as he returned to his room.

Why couldn't he let his teacher know? because after tulaoma and malashera discussed how to make up for their lack of manners, they decided not to go to master chef Restaurant before everyone arrived to be a surprise.

Actually, Bayer really felt very wronged. He wasn't involved in any good things, but he had to follow the rules. Having suffered such a heavy blow today, he was prepared to sneak over.

Actually, although Bayer was already in his forties, he had been accepted as a disciple by toroma in his twenties. Thus, he was born with respect and fear for his teacher.

On the other side, the teacher who Bayer respected so much, Turama, was sorting out the process of the nine-person meeting. His table was filled with papers, and he felt a headache coming on as he was halfway through.

"Maybe I'll have to see God in less than two years. My body's ability to adjust is getting weaker and weaker. I've been in China for many days, but I still haven't adjusted to the time difference." Turama felt a slight headache.

"Last time, I was in too much of a hurry and didn't carefully taste Yuan's steak. As a chef, it's wrong to not be able to taste good food in peace. I don't want to go to heaven and be scolded by God for wasting good food." Toroma decided to go to Yuan Zhou's restaurant to eat steak tonight. It should be fine to sit near the door.

I think God shouldn't be able to hear people's prayers, because if he could hear it, he would be annoyed to death. Just like what happened just now, if you want to eat, go ahead. Why are you dragging me into it?

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[ps: it's the third watch period today~quick, praise the noob cat for being diligent. I'll sit and wait for your praise, hehe~]