After this series of incidents, the reputation of all Wang’s restaurants became more and more famous.

That day, Wang Jianye came to the store and saw his daughter busy at work. He said distressedly: "My daughter, you have worked hard."

Wang Bingbing smiled and replied: "Dad, it's not hard. As long as all Wang's restaurants are doing well, everything will be worth it."

Wang Jianye nodded with satisfaction, "Daughter, you did a good job. Dad is proud of you."

As time went by, the business of all Wang's restaurants became more and more prosperous.

There was a long line at the door, people were looking forward to it, some were talking in low voices, and some were looking around anxiously.

The store was full and there was constant laughter and joy.

The employees were moving around, and although they were busy, their faces were filled with joy.

"This new dish is so delicious, I'll come back next time!" a customer praised.

"This event was really well organized, with a great atmosphere and great food!" said another guest with a smile.

Wang Bingbing looked at all this, her heart filled with a sense of accomplishment and anticipation for the future.

……

Wang Jianye plans to recruit a group of students and teach them cooking skills to better promote Chinese cuisine, and also to employ more useful talents for his upcoming expansion of the restaurant.

After Wang's entire hotel chain determined the admission requirements, teaching content and methods, an atmosphere of tension and expectation filled the hotel.

Everyone began to work together to carry out enrollment promotion.

"We must do it beautifully and make Master famous!" Chen Xiaoyang's eyes were as firm as torches, and his voice was loud and powerful.

He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his arms bulged slightly, and his eyes were filled with ardent anticipation for this enrollment, and that look seemed to be able to burn away all obstacles.

"Don't worry, this poster will definitely be eye-catching!"

Master Luo responded confidently.

He leaned over the drawing board with full concentration, brows furrowed, and carefully thought out the design of the poster.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, like crystal pearls, but he didn't notice it at all and was completely immersed in his creation.

The masters in charge of making posters were busy in the studio in an intense and orderly manner. The brushes in their hands were like smart elves flying in the air, and the colors intertwined and collided with each other, just like a gorgeous dance.

Under their skillful hands, exquisite posters gradually took shape, with Wang Jianye's portrait printed on them coming to life.

Every detail in the portrait is portrayed vividly, as if Wang Jianye himself is showing off his unique skills right in front of the eyes.

His focused eyes, skillful movements, and the love and confidence in cooking on his face were all perfectly presented.

The exquisite cooking skills seem to radiate charming charm through the picture, making people want to immediately step into the world of cooking and find out.

At the same time, the people in charge of publicity were also busy.

"This newspaper must be big, so that the whole city will know about it!" Wang Yijun urged. His expression was serious, and he held the draft of the newspaper in his hand, carefully examining every detail.

In the newspaper, the large recruitment advertisement attracted the attention of many readers.

The eye-catching title and tempting description make people's hearts beat fast.

As soon as the news came out, the whole city seemed to be instantly ignited with enthusiasm. In the streets and alleys, people were talking about it like lit firecrackers, and the excitement swept across like a heat wave.

"I heard that Wang Jianye is going to take in an apprentice!" A middle-aged woman in plain clothes, carrying a vegetable basket, her eyes sparkling with excitement,
"That's Wang Jianye! He's a nationally renowned cooking master. His dishes are so amazing that they've been served at state banquets! Many dignitaries feel honored to taste his dishes. His cooking skills were passed down from his ancestors, and after years of polishing, they've reached the pinnacle."

"That's a rare opportunity!"

The fruit vendor next to him stopped sorting the fruits and said expectantly,
"Master Wang Jianye's cooking skills are extraordinary. It is said that he can turn ordinary ingredients into delicious food with just a little bit of his skill. If he is willing to accept an apprentice and teach him a few skills, it would be a blessing earned through several lifetimes of cultivation."

At this time, an old man holding a child came over and took over the conversation: "That's right! I was fortunate enough to taste the dishes made by Master Wang at a banquet. The taste is still unforgettable. If my kid could have the blessing of having him as his master, it would be a great honor for the family!"

A young office worker couldn't help but interrupt: "Master Wang Jianye is a legend in the culinary world! Each of his dishes is like a work of art, not only delicious but also beautifully presented. If you can become his apprentice, won't you be able to dominate the culinary world in the future?"

A student with a schoolbag on his back said with longing: "If I can learn cooking from Master Wang, I can cook for my parents when I go home. How happy they will be!"

A middle-aged man carrying a briefcase said with emotion: "Master Wang Jianye accepting an apprentice is a big deal in the industry. His apprentice will definitely be a leader in the culinary world in the future, and may be able to carry forward our food culture!"

Everyone was talking at once, full of infinite expectations and yearning for Wang Jianye to accept a disciple.

……

In the spacious office of Tianfu Food Court, chef Gao Qianjin paced back and forth with a furrowed brow and a serious expression.

“This time Wang Jianye accepts a disciple, which is a great opportunity for our restaurant.

We have to send the most promising people and strive to learn real skills! If we can bring back Master Wang Jianye's exclusive secret recipes and superb skills, the dishes of our Tianfu Food House will be taken to a higher level, attracting more customers and making the business more prosperous."

Gao Qianjin's voice was urgent and resolute, revealing how much he valued this opportunity.

"Boss, I think Xiao Li is good. He has several years of experience in the kitchen. Xiao Li is diligent and studious. He has his own insights on various ingredients and cooking techniques. He also has good innovation ability and can often come up with some new dish combinations." Chef Li Hui suggested.

"Okay, let's send Xiao Li and make sure he succeeds! Whether our Tianfu Food House can stand out in this fierce competition depends on this time." Gao Qianjin made the decision, his eyes full of anticipation.

In the conference room of Cuihua Building, Manager Zhang also quickly called a meeting of employees.

"Everyone knows Wang Jianye's reputation, and we can't miss this recruitment opportunity.

This is a critical moment for the future development of Cuihualou. If someone can learn the true teachings of Master Wang Jianye, we can launch more distinctive dishes and enhance the popularity and reputation of Cuihualou. Who do you think is suitable to send?" Manager Zhang looked at everyone with a serious and anxious expression.

“I recommend Xiao Wang. He has always been passionate about cooking and has a talent for it. In order to study a dish, Xiao Wang can forget about eating and sleeping and try again and again. This kind of perseverance is exactly what we need,” said Chef Xu.

"Okay, then let Xiao Wang go. He must seize this opportunity! If we succeed this time, our Cuihualou will be able to stand out among many restaurants and attract more diners." Manager Zhang made the decision decisively and clenched his fists, as if he had already seen a bright future.

In the kitchen of Fengze Garden, the staff were preparing non-stop. "If we can learn Wang Jianye's cooking skills this time, we will have a new signature dish at Fengze Garden! Then we will have a steady stream of customers, our income will increase greatly, and everyone will live a better life," a staff member said excitedly.

"Yes, our Fengze Garden has always relied on those traditional dishes. It's time to have some new ideas. Besides, Master Wang Jianye is so famous. Being associated with him will greatly enhance the brand image of our Fengze Garden." Another waiter echoed.

Boss Jiang Qinfeng called manager Zhang Mingsheng to his office.

Jiang Qinfeng sat behind his desk and said seriously, "Old Zhang, Wang Jianye's recruitment of students is very important to our Fengze Garden. This is a rare opportunity, and we must participate."

Zhang Mingsheng nodded quickly and said, "Boss, you are right. If someone in our Fengze Garden can learn the essence of Master Wang Jianye, the quality and popularity of our dishes will definitely be greatly improved."

Jiang Qinfeng frowned, tapped the table with his fingers, and said thoughtfully: "Who should I send? I need to think about it carefully."

Zhang Mingsheng thought for a moment and said, "I think Xiao Zhao is good. Although he is young, he is hardworking and has a keen interest in cooking."

Jiang Qinfeng shook his head slightly. "Xiao Zhao still lacks experience. I think Lao Zhou is good. He has a solid cooking foundation and is good at learning new things."

Zhang Mingsheng was a little hesitant. "Old Zhou is not bad, but I'm afraid he's too old and Master Wang Jianye won't accept him."

Jiang Qinfeng stood up and walked back and forth a few steps. "Why don't we take a look at Xiao Qian? This kid has talent, but he's not very stable sometimes."

Zhang Mingsheng thought for a moment and said, "Boss, I think Lao Zhou is more suitable. We can let Lao Zhou prepare well and show his determination and sincerity. Maybe Master Wang Jianye will take a fancy to him."

Jiang Qinfeng stopped and said with determination: "Okay, then it's Lao Zhou! You go and tell him to go all out. This is a major event related to the future of Fengze Garden!"

Zhang Mingsheng nodded solemnly, "Okay, Boss, I'll arrange it right away."

Everyone nodded, their eyes full of determination and expectation.

……

On the first day of enrollment, the sun had not yet risen completely and there were a few light clouds floating in the sky.

A long queue had already formed in front of the Wang's All Series Hotel, with people coming from all corners of the city, and some even from remote suburbs.

A young man was wearing a neat chef's suit and a tall chef's hat, carrying an exquisite tool box filled with his beloved knives.

His eyes were focused and determined, and he kept repeating: "I must be selected. This is my lifelong dream."

An old man next to me was wearing plain cloth and carrying a large backpack filled with some homemade sauces. He said hopefully, "If I could get guidance from Master Wang Jianye on my cooking skills, it would be amazing."

A girl was wearing a bright apron and holding a thick notebook, which was densely filled with her thoughts and insights on cooking.

Her face was filled with a confident smile: "I believe I can do it!"

In the restaurant, Wang Jianye and his apprentices were busy preparing.

Wang Jianye had a serious expression, his eyes were full of seriousness and expectation. He straightened his clothes from time to time, thinking to himself: "So many people trust me, I must select potential apprentices and pass on my skills."

Chen Xiaoyang ran around excitedly, his forehead covered with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

Ma Hua carefully checked the registration form with a focused look, fearing that there would be any mistake.

Wang Yijun stood at the door, looking outside constantly, feeling a little nervous.

When the registration started, the crowd surged and the event became very lively.

"I have loved cooking since I was a child, and I dream of learning from you!" a girl said eagerly, tears glistening in her eyes, and her voice trembling with excitement.

"I have been working as a handyman in the kitchen for several years, and I am looking forward to having a master to teach me!" A young man said sincerely. He held the registration form tightly with both hands, and his palms were sweaty.

Applicants are also communicating with each other.

"Do you think there is hope for me?" a young man asked the person next to him in a low voice.

"Everyone has a chance, it just depends on who is better!" another person responded, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

People sent by Tianfu Food House, Cuihualou, Fengzeyuan and other hotels were also among them.

Xiao Li from Tianfu Restaurant swallowed nervously and prayed silently in his heart: "If we can learn Wang Jianye's skills, our restaurant will be saved!"

Xiao Wang from Cuihua Tower straightened his back and showed his work confidently.

The guy from Fengzeyuan handed over his resume carefully.

In the end, several people from several restaurants successfully signed up.

"That's great, the boss will definitely be happy when he gets home!" Xiao Li from Tianfu Food House jumped up excitedly.

"We must study hard!" Xiao Wang from Cuihua Tower clenched his fists.

The waiter at Fengzeyuan showed a relieved smile on his face.

At the end of the day, the quota was full.

Wang Jianye looked at the full registration form and was filled with emotion.

"I didn't expect so many people to trust me. We must not let everyone down."

At night, the city lights are bright.

Those who successfully registered sat around a table in the hotel, drinking heartily, their excitement evident in words. The light gently shone on their smiling faces, and the wine in their glasses reflected a charming luster.

"I must become a chef like Master Wang Jianye in the future!" A young man raised his glass high, his eyes gleaming with determination, full of longing for the future. His voice was passionate, as if he had already seen the moment when he stood at the pinnacle of culinary skills.

"Let's work together for our dream of cooking!" Everyone cheered in unison, their voices echoing throughout the room. They clinked their glasses, and the wine splashed out in the collision, just like the passion surging in their hearts.

At the entrance of the hotel, those who arrived late stood there dejectedly, with expressions of disappointment hanging over their faces like a haze.

"Oh, it's all my fault. Why didn't I come earlier?" said an old man dejectedly. He drooped his shoulders, his eyes were full of regret and self-blame, and his voice was full of helplessness and regret. (End of this chapter)