Chapter 112: Cook

Seeing the people coming, everyone was taken aback for a while, and then they exclaimed.

Tang Xuejun! The famous Chinese top chef even invited him to take the knife in person at the state banquet. The secret Sixi meatball dish was his handwriting.

He controls a huge restaurant empire, and his personal assets exceed 500 million! Yanjing Hotel is one of his industries.

However, it is said that he has been sealing the sword for a long time, and Tang Xuejun, who has almost never appeared, actually appeared.

And also called to see Qin Luo, what's the situation?

Everyone was confused for a while.

"What's the situation? You know Mr. Tang." Teacher Zhao stabbed Qin Luo and asked in a low voice.

If you don’t say his surname is Tang, I don’t even know his surname...

"do not know……"

"I don't know? It's really weird~" Teacher Zhao took a sip of the tea in the cup, shocked.

"Who is Qin Luo?" Elder Tang asked again, looking around.

"I am..." Qin Luo raised his hand.

As a boss with a system, Qin Luo is fearless.

"Good boy, I'm looking for you. Are you interested in learning cooking more?" Tang Xuejun laughed loudly.

"???"

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded. What was the situation? Tang Xuejun, a famous Chinese chef, actually had the idea of accepting apprentices.

"Puff!" Zhao Feng spouted out the tea before he could swallow.

"What's the situation? Tang Xuejun wants to accept Qin Luo as his disciple!" He was dumbfounded.

However, his shock is far from over.

The next moment, Qin Luo actually shook his head and politely declined Tang Xuejun's kind invitation: "Sorry, I'm still a student, and I will take the college entrance examination next year."

Still taking the college entrance examination?

Tang Xuejun was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that Qin Luo was still a high school student, but he didn't give up, but smiled and said, "It's okay, I can wait for you."

"Ahem, I don't have the intention to develop into the kitchen." Qin Luo's expression was more serious this time.

As the owner of the system, he still has many tasks. Fields Medal and Nobel Prize are all his goals.

As a student bully, Qin Luojue himself must bring back all the awards that Chinese people have never won.

Being rejected again, Tang Xuejun's eyes suddenly became anxious, his face was a little ruddy, and he said again: "You can unlock my formula, do you know how strong your talent is in the kitchen?"

"If you don't learn to cook, it's a waste of talent!"

This sentence, like a whirlwind, swept through all fields in an instant, and everyone was messed up.

"Until Don's formula, isn't he a mathematical genius who proved Zhou's conjecture?"

"I heard he is a computer genius..."

"When did he become a kitchen genius again?"

"..."

If there is a little relationship between mathematics and computers, then it has nothing to do with cooking!

"Sorry." Even though Tang Xuejun repeatedly dissuaded him, Qin Luo politely declined.

Tang Xuejun beat his chest and his feet, trembling with anger.

After a long while, Tang Xuejun said again: "Okay! In this case, I won't force you."

"However, I have a request, I hope you can agree to it."

"Old Tang, please say."