The old man was furious by Ding Peng's slutty action.

He thought the crispy roasted pork was 2 pounds, and Ding Peng did make two pounds in front of him, but when it was served, he only gave two pounds, just a few slices.

You said that this is not a scam?

But he couldn't say that Ding Peng had made two pounds, but he didn't say that it was all his own, that was a ten-piece amount.

"Damn it, if this crispy roasted pork doesn't work, let's see how I complain about you, the old man."

Murmuring in his mouth, the old man picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks.

To be honest, this crispy roasted pork is made very well. The outer layer of the skin is golden and scattered with a tempting fragrance. The cross-section is clear. Below the golden skin is a layer of milky white oil, and downwards is a layer of dark red lean meat. There are also fat patterns interspersed in this lean meat.

"It looks okay." The old man muttered in his heart.

Open your mouth and put the slices of meat into your mouth, and a rich aroma comes with it.

The old man then chewed it gently, his teeth bit through the golden skin, and made a crisp and pleasant crackling sound. Then the teeth touched the fat and lean meat, squeezed out the gravy and aroma inside, and filled the entire mouth.

"Um~"

The old man suddenly covered his mouth, then chewed it slowly, and waited until he finally swallowed the meat in his mouth before he glanced at Ding Peng who was squatting at the door to tease his son, and whispered: "If it weren't for the sake of these few slices of crispy roasted pork, I would have complained about you today."

The braised pork girl almost laughed out loud when she heard her grandfather say this.

She knew her grandfather very well. No matter how angry he was, as long as there was a delicacy that satisfies him, everything would be over.

There were four dishes, and the grandfather and grandson did not eat rice. After the meal, the little girl checked out.

The old man looked at Ding Peng with a smile and said, "Young man..."

"Young man?"

Ding Peng felt a little funny when he heard the old man call him a young man, but he was right. He was in his sixties and seventies, and he was only about forty, and now he was well maintained. Looking at his thirties, he was indeed a young man in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Ding Peng looked at the old man with a smile and asked.

He knew that the old man almost had a heart attack in his store just now, and he was happy to speak at this time, so he would not be so angry that he would lie in his store, so his store would have to close as soon as it opened.

The old man took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ding Peng, saying, "My name is Xiao Youcheng. This is my granddaughter Xiao Yaping. I am a vice president of the China Food Association. My granddaughter is a food editor of a magazine. The 15th China Golden Spoon Food Competition will be held in the Bihai Yuntian Hotel in Dongling City in two days. I have another place here. I wonder if you are interested in participating?"

Holding the old man's business card, Ding Peng was stunned after listening to Xiao Youcheng's words.

He really didn't expect that the two customers who suddenly appeared had such an identity. No matter what kind of vice president of the food association or the food editor of the magazine, as long as they could talk to him, it would be difficult for the business in his store to be popular.

Although I can earn thousands of dollars a day without anyone helping me, and the daily income of a 10-square-meter shop seems to be quite large, it is too small compared to my own tasks. If this continues, I can't complete the task in one year, let alone two months.

I really need to make the reputation of the shop spread now. This is not a question of whether I can compete for it or not, but a question of whether I can complete the task.

Tasks are the most important thing for you at the moment, and everything else is a cloud of clouds.

"Why do you need to help me?" Ding Peng looked at Xiao Youcheng's grandson and asked with a smile.

Xiao Youcheng said: "I am not helping you, I am helping the food industry in China. Our ancestors have long said that there are four things in life that are the most important. Food, clothing, housing and transportation. People cannot cover their bodies. If they are not gentle, people cannot eat and not fill their stomachs, it will cause social turmoil. Of course, housing and transportation are also very important. I am the vice president of the Food Association. I am just concerned about food. Your cooking skills are good. These dishes are made very satisfied. Such a good cooking skills should not be buried in this ten-square-meter shop. You need to spread it so that more people can know the true essence and connotation of Chinese food and let Chinese food culture be spread."

sweat!

Ding Peng was a little embarrassed to hear Xiao Youcheng say this. His cooking skills are very good, but he has not yet reached the level of promoting Chinese food culture. That is too high. He never thought that he just wanted to live his own life safely and watch his four daughters and one son grow up.

But he couldn't say this, so he smiled and said, "Will there be live broadcasts of such a game on TV?"

Xiao Youcheng nodded and said, "This is a competition jointly organized by the Dongling Municipal Cultural Bureau and the China Food Association. At that time, not only the Dongling Municipal Urban Channel will be broadcast, but the satellite channel will also be broadcast live simultaneously. There are also several food magazines and websites that will also report. After all, the Golden Spoon Food Competition is the highest-level competition in the food industry, and it is highly valued by both the whole person."

"That's right, I'll sign up for this competition."

"Haha, actually the registration time has passed long ago, but I will ask them to add a temporary quota to you, and I will tell the organizing committee at that time."

"good!"

Ding Peng did not refuse, nor could he refuse. He knew how important this competition was to his small shop. As long as he could get a ranking in the competition, his small shop would not have to worry about no business.

He wanted to wait patiently at the beginning, but now two days have passed, and he feels that it is not enough to just wait for the rabbit. After all, there are limited customers like this.

Although the wine is not afraid of the deep alley, it is useless not to come from the alley, so he decided to participate.

Seeing that Ding Peng agreed to participate in the competition, Xiao Youcheng smiled and said, "Then this matter will be decided."

"I'm sure."

Ding Peng thought about what happened and Xiao Youcheng and his granddaughter were about to leave. Who knew that he didn't leave, but stared at the remaining piece of crispy roasted pork on the table and said, "Although my original intention was to help promote the food culture of China, I have to say that I am helping you, so you see... Can this piece of crispy roasted pork be given to me?"

Ding Peng: "..."

This guy looked at Xiao Youcheng like an old monster, thinking that this old man is shameless. I was digging holes for others. Unexpectedly, he actually digging holes for himself, and he jumped in stupidly.

But what if you jump in? I will still crawl out.

So Ding Peng shook his head decisively and said, "I won't give it."

"you......"

The old man Xiao Youcheng was almost angry with the words Ding Peng and said, "I'm doing such a big help to you, and I didn't even ask you to get the registration fee. You don't even want to give me a piece of meat?"

Ding Peng shook his head and said, "If you don't give it, this is what I left for my daughter."

"She can't finish so much."

"I have three daughters, originally four, one of them went to Kyoto to be a big star."

"...... Can three girls eat two kilograms of meat?!"

"One pound is eight taels, not to mention that I want to eat it."

"You...give me your business card!"

Xiao Youcheng was about to explode. Unexpectedly, Ding Peng was so stingy. He was helping him become famous. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't even want to give him a piece of meat, so he wanted to ask Ding Peng for a business card. I won't help you.

Ding Peng hurriedly put his business card in his pocket and said, "I won't give it to you. At such an old age, you are not afraid of others' jokes?"

"You...ah...ahah..."

"grandfather......"

Seeing his grandfather coughing, Xiao Yaping hurriedly supported him, and was so anxious that she couldn't do it.

Xiao Youcheng looked at Ding Peng again, and saw that this guy was not soft-hearted at all, so he shook his head helplessly and said, "Girl, let's go."

So Xiao Yaping helped Xiao Youcheng out of the shop. When she walked to the door, Xiao Youcheng teased Ding Li and said, "Little guy, don't be as stingy as your father when you grow up. He will have no friends like this."
Chapter completed!