Chapter 12: Talking with Food
Chen Zhiyuan has reason to suspect that "Shop Manager Xia" is a role like a grandfather in the novice village.
Otherwise, how can I explain it, including himself and the two newcomers who just entered the game today, when I open my eyes and look at the world, the first thing I see is this ordinary restaurant.
Isn’t it very logical to set up a guide near the place of birth?
However, thinking that this is a large-scale autistic real game without "maps", without "friends", and "email", Chen Zhiyuan suddenly became a little suspicious of himself again.
Does the behind-the-scenes planning of the paradise really take players into consideration?
Master Wang and several of his apprentices walked into the house.
After all, he is not a gangster, and he is a famous genius registered by the Provincial Chefs Association. Wang Fuquan looked at the apprentice with the biggest voice, and stood still and looked at the shop.
Xiao is really young, and he and his apprentices flock in and immediately wrote about the congested atmosphere.
A very long and spotless bar counter made the store that was originally not rich and even more crowded. Wang Fuquan looked at the pots and pans in the bar: "Open kitchen?"
"Since the store is already very small, why not set up a kitchen, free up the location, and place more tables and chairs?"
Wang Fuquan was a little difficult to understand. This was a fly restaurant that could only accommodate more than a dozen customers to have a meal. To put it bluntly, don’t think about making a lot of money. It would be great if the chef’s family could make a living.
So, the chef's craftsmanship is a sloppy?
It’s not Wang Fuquan’s fault for deciding this way.
Anyway, in the world under the background of China, there are no powerful chefs. No one has opened a restaurant and a large group of apprentices behind them, including fragrant cars and BMWs.
What's even more exaggerated is that Wang Fuquan once boarded a huge tower ship. Before that, he himself could not imagine that there was a mobile restaurant on the Yangtze River system...
The loud voice disciple did not stop him from calling out to the store, especially when he saw a young man appearing and saying, "I am the chef."
Wang Fuquan's tense face slowed down and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The "co-branded book" is only completed by a small number of stubborn people's handprints. At that time, the book that has brought the will of the entire Tianfu Country's cooking industry will be presented to the desks of those old guys in the provincial association. It is necessary to hold a "cooking competition" for the new chef [Chrysanthemum Downstairs].
He is Shaoan's minion.
Chef Nine Stars.
After his success and retreat, Shaoan will fulfill his agreement and cook in person to teach him a special recipe.
Of course, it was not said that you would be promoted to a special chef if you got a special recipe. How much you can digest and how much you learn depends entirely on his qualifications and talents. Some young men are much younger than him and can be called a generation of children and grandchildren. They don’t even need any special recipes. They rely entirely on their own understanding and make breakthroughs casually. Every time you hear about these deeds, Wang Fuquan feels sad that he has lived in vain.
"Stop shouting, quiet."
Xia Yan had to come out of the house: "I am the store manager and chef. Are you having a meal?"
He was not as well-informed as Chen Zhiyuan, and he didn't know much about Wang Fuquan's background.
However, when Xia Yan heard the riots outside the store and saw Chen Zhiyuan hiding at the threshold as a cowardly looking at the onlookers, he couldn't help feeling speechless:
"I didn't even go out to find trouble for anyone. I stayed at home and practiced my cooking skills. Instead, I came to the door? What's the matter!"
Stay at home and practice cooking hard, but don’t eat any rice.
It's really strange. A shop like him who cares about being kind to others and making money can have no enemies. Besides, he doesn't respond to any customer's request. He must strictly follow the tastes of the customers and make exclusive private food to ensure that he is at home. It's unreasonable to have resentment and feel resentment. Come to my store to go wild.
"If you don't have a meal, you can draw a handprint on it, and we'll leave when we're done." An apprentice was instructed by Wang Fuquan and came up with a scroll.
A corner of the scroll was exposed, densely filled with handprints and names.
What is this?
Xia Yan shook his head, forget it, don’t be a thorny household in such matters as joint branding. After signing, he will send the person away quickly. He will also seize the time to study whether the twists of reality are related to the paradise.
The moment he reached out to press the lacquer box, the system prompted:
【Get the mission - ‘Not famous’.】
[Task content: entertain Wang Fuquan in the way you like, and the dishes are required to have a rating of no less than 80 (good), and the darkness index is not less than light.]
[Reward Ordinary Treasure Box*1.]
Xia Yan took his hand back as if nothing had happened: "Sorry, I don't want to sign for the time being."
“…”
Several apprentices looked at each other.
With a "bang", Wang Fuquan slapped his hand on the table and said calmly: "This is a joint petition from all colleagues in the Tianfu Kingdom. It symbolizes that the [Juji Downstairs] in the Sichuan Food World must not be unowned for a day. Everyone wants to hold a traditional cooking competition as soon as possible to decide the next chef. Don't you want to see [Juji Downstairs] resume operations and restore the glory of the past? This is the face of our Shuchuan Food World!"
Come here.
Chen Zhiyuan, who was watching strongly at the corner, became excited.
Based on his understanding of the background of "China One", this world cannot be measured by common sense.
A glowing dish that shines brightly on the alloy eyes.
With superpowers such as ‘super vision’, ‘super smell’, ‘super touch’, so it creates incredible legendary recipes such as “Mother Sun Ball” and “Eight Formations of Demon Breaking Demons”.
Of course, the martial arts value of the chefs here is generally not low.
Wang Fuquan seems to be a trainer.
Wearing a sleeveless shirt on her body, her arms held together were thicker than his thighs, and her muscle lines were tight and smooth.
"It's time to hold the grass and test the rules of this world."
"Is it abusing force? Is it a big fist a hard truth, or is it a return to food?"
Chen Zhiyuan's breathing suddenly became heavy and his premonition became stronger and stronger. On the third day of the game, he could probably watch a cooking competition.
If you use another food anime, it is...
Food halberd!
Finally, can you see the glowing dishes with your own eyes?
However, the plot was developing too fast, Chen Zhiyuan could not have expected it.
"sit"
Manager Xia, who was labeled as "mysterious" by him and "the old man from the newbie village", stood at the bar and spoke calmly to Master Wang and his group: "Food is the most important thing for the people. If you have anything to do, eat the food first and fill your stomach, it will not be too late to talk about it."
Upon hearing this, several apprentices were at a loss and looked at Wang Fuquan.
"Do you want to force us to eat?" Wang Fuquan was also a little stunned. Soon he reacted with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "So, is this the condition you proposed?"
He shook his eyes and the apprentices sat in front of the bar in a row.
"Even though serving the food, I will pay you the most signature thing. I will pay you the meal truthfully." Wang Fuquan thought that it was no big deal to do money, so Shaoanna also paid him a operating fee.
Young people are still tender-skinned and can't even ask for benefits, so there is no need to hide them.
"You will talk about the checkout matter if you are satisfied. I only have one request."
“Eat clean.”
Chapter completed!