Gourmet of Another World

Submersible Dragon Continent, Empire of the Breeze.

Among the bustling empires, the crowd is boiling and lively, with tall buildings on both sides of the wide streets, the inns of the liquor tower are everywhere, and the scent of the chef's fried vegetables spreads over time.

Among them, Didu Jingcheng's number one winery, Phoenix Tower, is more popular and the business is on fire.

The houses in the capital city are scaly, the alleys are dense, follow the main road of the capital, cross the Phoenix Tower, and walk a few miles inward, you can see a deep alley, go straight into the alley, turn left, you can see a small restaurant.

There was a big black dog lying in front of the restaurant, spitting on his tongue, and the restaurant was even cooler, with no guests.

Suddenly, a young figure emerged from the restaurant, lean and white, long black hair tied with an elongated velvet rope, bright forehead, without Liu Hai, the whole person looked very neat.

“Blackie, let's eat.” Long walking fingers grabbed a porcelain bowl and walked out of the diner, placing the porcelain bowl in front of the big black dog, whose eyes gleamed brightly and spiritually, holding the porcelain bowl open.

After touching the soft, dust-free hair of the big black dog, he walked back to the store, smiling softly.

Pedestrian, male, twenty years old, was originally an aspiring ordinary chef on the planet, but when he woke up, he came into this fantastic world, and there was somehow more [gastronomer system] in his head, and this little restaurant was created by the system the day after the pedestrian crossed.

It's been a month since the restaurant was created, no Guests, the walking formula is numb, all he needs to do every day is practice cooking according to the requirements of the [gourmet system] and feed the big black dog at the door on time.

The history of the big black dog is unclear. Just remember that it appeared a week after the restaurant was established. The system reminded the walker to take some of the practiced dishes out of time to feed the big black dog. Thus, every day, the big black dog opened the door and was lying not far away, waiting for the food to feed the pedestrian.

Technically, the big black dog is the first customer of the pedestrian formula, albeit the one who eats white food.

Returning to the restaurant, he gauged the refreshing restaurant on foot and sighed. The small restaurant, though small, is clean and tidy, and there are several tables in the restaurant of about 10 square feet, and the name is really a small shop.

Looking at the three dishes on the recipe, the walking formula is a long breath, and I feel helpless.

The recipe is a plank hanging in the middle of a small restaurant with only three dishes' names on it.

It's hard to imagine a restaurant making only three dishes, and the price behind that dish... it's really kind of horrible.

A plate of fried green vegetables actually sells for a hundred coins, and a bowl of dried noodles sells for a hundred coins as well, and that last egg fried rice is even more outrageous... it actually costs a dollar crystal.

Yuanjing can only be owned by a monk. A yuanjing can be sold for about 1,000 gold coins, and it's priceless.

And the price of the dishes in this small restaurant is so ridiculous, it can be called the sky price.

The pedestrian formula doesn't believe that such dishes will be foolishly ordered. Although he also admits that the dishes are boiled and indeed delicious in the world, looking at the price... the pedestrian formula still feels that some eggs hurt.

“How can a chef god who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the phantom world be without a first customer? Be the first customer in a month and receive a system reward. ”

This is the task given by the system a few days after the creation of the small restaurant, so far, less than three days remain in a month, walking around looking at the alley without a face.

“Seeing your own cook dream, you're going to be strangled in the cradle before it even starts.” The gait looked at the time. Sighing in his heart, he stood up and closed the door of the small restaurant.

Dishes may not be served without permission and are subject to strict rules of opening hours.

Small restaurants have a lot of rules, but because they are systematically ordered, they become rules of the gait.

At the end of today's business hours, close the restaurant door and walk back to the kitchen to start a busy cooking exercise. The so-called exercise doesn't really have much technical content, which is constant cooking. The ingredients system is provided and updated daily, and the walking formula just needs to be practiced.

At the corner of the kitchen there is a human goosebump robot, which is systematically manufactured to recycle food from walking exercises, with the exception of daily meals on foot and meals from big black dogs outside the door, which must be put into the robot's stomach for recycling.

Opening the furnace, igniting the fire, the pedestrians began daily cooking practice.

Although in a fantastic world, the restaurant kitchens built by the system are all furnished with modern equipment on the planet.

Smokeless pot, stainless steel knife, clean wooden board, hood, microwave, fridge… everything is available and more modern than on the planet, walking without any discomfort, he even loved the feeling of cooking.

As the night descends, two rounds of moon converge on the sky of the opposite realm, casting a light gauze of moonlight.

At the entrance of the small restaurant, the big black dog lays comfortably and enjoyably on the ground after eating, guarding the small shop with the bugs in the quiet alley.

Early the next morning, he woke up sleepy on foot, washed, and opened the door to the small shop.

The doorway was as cold as ever, no one was there, and the floor was still covered with a big black dog.

The pedestrian formula suddenly envied the fiery Phoenix Tower outside the alley. The business was truly fierce, and customers who came and went almost broke the threshold of Phoenix Tower.

When can the business of this shop be as hot as Phoenix Tower, then the formula can lie on the toilet and laugh.

“Hosts, as foodies who want to stand at the top of the food chain in the phantom world, shouldn't have this idea of envying the business of other hotels, and start struggling for a bright future! ”

The mechanical and serious sound of the system rang in the head of the gait, reminding him.

The pedestrian formula has long been used to. During this month, once the idea of envying Phoenix Hall appears in his mind, the system will publish chicken soup on time to encourage him.

In this way, the system is quite human.

Moved a chair in front of the store, in the warm sun, walked on the chair with his butt slipping, the whole person lazily shrunk on the chair, comfortable.

Still no one smokes in the alley.

“Another day without customers.” The gait crooked his head and struck a debt, thinking in his heart.

The big black dog lay on the ground and glanced at him slightly, grunting, burying his head and vomiting his tongue.

Just as he was sleeping in a gait, he woke up in his footsteps and opened his eyes lazily, but he saw a handsome little man in a gown crossing the alley.

“What, some fool drives a restaurant in an alley that hardly anyone passes by? ”

Pretty little grown really handsome, a melon face, big eyes, red lips, white skin, if not for the flat breasts and raised throats, the gait would almost treat each other like a woman dressed as a menswear doll.

Isn't that how all the girls in the phantom world like to play?

Seems to be interested in this small restaurant in an unquestioned alley, Junxiaosheng walked into the small restaurant.

However, the pedestrian formula is not up and still sits on a chair. Although the other party enters the restaurant, it is still not a customer because the pedestrian formula knows that to be a customer, the first thing you have to do is to be able to afford the price of the day.

Sure enough, the handsome little student saw the price of the dish on the recipe, which was already big eyes, became bigger, and the screaming echoed in a quiet alley.

“Oh, my God! A hundred coins of fried green vegetables? An egg fried rice. You charge a dollar crystal? Are you crazy about money? ”