The journey starts from Dragon Ball

Monkey King took Icarus and the others back to his own world. After a grand wedding was held in a unified manner, they were arranged properly, and he opened the door of the dimension again.

Looking at the endless channels of colored light in the door of the dimension, Monkey King's eyes were fixed on one of them: "This channel... has discovered something interesting... It turns out that I also learned from other multi-dimensional masters before. He has snatched a world from his hands, hidden in so many passages, it is really difficult to find, but now that you have found it, the decision is yours."

With one step out, Monkey King’s figure is instantly submerged...

The bustling streets, busy traffic, and endless pedestrians show the liveliness of this town.

Walking on the street, you can smell the delicate fragrance. Every advertisement posted is inseparable from eating. It seems that this is a world dominated by food.

The figure of Monkey King suddenly appeared in the square. This weird picture did not attract anyone's attention, and it never happened.

Looking at the picture played on the huge screen on the wall of the square, a smile appeared on the corner of Monkey King's mouth: "The spirit of the halberd? For a foodie, this is a perfect world, but , How does it compare to the captives of gourmet food?"

When he came to the market, Monkey King picked up a tomato and looked at it. He found that the freshness and deliciousness of the ingredients have surpassed the ordinary world. It seems that the ingredients are the same with the same name, but the quality is not on the same level. No wonder the food meets here are so exaggerated.

Delicious ingredients, coupled with high-level chef skills, can indeed make the perfect dishes that make people dream of.

However, these ingredients can only be classified into the lowest category in the world of food.

Compared with the ingredients that Monkey King transplanted into his own world, it is a different level.

"However, compared to the ingredients of the ordinary world, the ingredients of this world are barely qualified, just don't know how the chef's cooking skills are."

Monkey King looked around, and took a step forward. He already appeared at the door of a public canteen, but the door was closed and closed.

But with Monkey King’s ear power, he can naturally hear the noise in the room clearly: "Oh oh~~ The winner is divided. Today's cooking showdown is also the victory of the old man."

"It seems that I lost for the time being."

"Wait until you can win once, let's say that, your practice is far from enough, Chuangzhen."

Hearing this, someone must already know where this canteen is.

The popular dining hall "Xingping Hotel", the protagonist of this world, the restaurant where Mr. Xingping is located.

"Knocking..."

Xingping Chuang Zhenben wanted to chat with his father, but he heard the closed door suddenly be knocked.

The girl who served as the referee immediately ran to open the door, and stretched her head from the crack of the door: "Sorry, it's closed for one day today and won't open..."

The word'door' has not yet been exported. When the girl saw Monkey King at the door, her pretty face blushed inexplicably.

No way, Sun Wukong is not comparable to ordinary people in terms of temperament and appearance. For young girls, it can be said to be extremely harmful.

She was choked by the other's appearance, which made the girl very embarrassed and embarrassed. Her pretty face was even redder. She organized her language in a panic and said, "Um... I'm sorry, we are closed today. Please come back tomorrow."

"Suspension is not a reason." Monkey King said with a smile: "As a cafeteria, there is no reason to keep diners out."

"This..." The girl was embarrassed when she heard this.

Fortunately, Ichiro Heijo came to the door and looked at Monkey King with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, this guest is really rude. We really shouldn't refuse the guest. It's just that we just came to a competition and almost all the ingredients are used. It's over, there is no time to purchase, now there are only a few left to pick the rest, so..."

Sun Wukong stepped into the store and sat at the table as if he was self-cooked: "For an excellent chef, no matter what ingredients are used, he can make a delicious meal. If he can't, then he is not qualified. Call it a chef."

"Oh~" Kohei Cheng Ichiro heard this, his original casual expression suddenly became a little serious. Judging from his dressing temperament, this guest is obviously a bit uncomfortable. It seems that he is here for him?

"It seems that if I don't show my hand, I will be teased by the guests. I don't know what the guests want to eat?"

"Whatever, I am never picky about food, as long as it is delicious, I can eat it."

"Just a moment please."

In the kitchen.

The girl looked at the scene that had become messy due to the competition and experimentation between Xingping Chuangzhen and his son, with a worried expression on her face: "Well, is this really all right?"

Xingping Chuangzhen put his hands on his hips, with a confident expression on his face: "Didn't the guest say anything, let me see what ingredients are left, um..."

Pop~

Suddenly, Joichiro Kohei put his right hand on the shoulder of Mr. Kohei, and pulled him behind him. This time I am the chef, and you are watching."

"Hey?" Xingping Chuangzhen looked at his father's slightly serious face, full of curiosity.

Koppei Joichiro said seriously: "The guest outside feels very unusual. Let me come this time. I can't let the sign of "Xinghei Hotel" be smashed."

When Xingping Chuang Zhen heard this, he looked angry: "What are you saying, even if your cooking skills are a little better than mine, don't you need to belittle me?"

Xinghei Cheng Ichiro waved his hand at will, and his actions could almost kill his popularity: "The kids are playing at home, and when you can beat me someday, let's say these brazen words."

"I..." Xingping Chuangzhen was obviously annoyed by his father.

Regardless of his son’s feelings, Kohei Joichiro started to get busy in the kitchen...

ten minutes later.

Monkey King looked at the steaming bowl of rice in front of him. It looked ordinary, with a lot of dishes added on it: "Bowl?"

Kohei Joichiro made a gesture of invitation: "The remaining ingredients can only achieve this level. Don't dislike it, sir."

Monkey King picked up the chopsticks and clamped an egg with a smile on his face: "That's right, you can fry the egg into such a mouth-watering crispy skin. It can be seen that your control on the heat has reached a considerable level. After cutting through the rice that was submerged in the dishes and poured with soup, a scent of heat suddenly spread over the surface, making people appetite.

Monkey King couldn't help but put a chopstick into his mouth. It was glutinous but not greasy, mixed with the fragrance of eggs, the richness of beef, and the beauty of fish jelly...

All kinds of flavors are intertwined, and the taste buds are almost exploding, almost bringing the deliciousness of this bowl of rice to the extreme...