"If the host needs it, this system can help develop the latest self-destruction device, which can automatically identify the other party's intention. If it recognizes abnormal eating intentions, it can destroy itself." The system's voice suddenly jumped out.
"How much does one cost?" Mag asked curiously.
"The batch size is 10 gold coins each." The system calculated in silence for a while and then said.
"Get lost!" Mag rolled his eyes and quickly walked into the kitchen.
I only sell a meat bun for three gold coins!
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"Your Yangzhou fried rice." Yabei Mia gently placed the first portion of Yangzhou fried rice in front of Visenio and said with a smile. This guest was a bit pitiful. He was so hungry that he knelt down to Mag at the door in the morning with a pale face. He looked really hungry.
"Thank you." Visenio said without raising his head. His eyes were completely attracted by the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. Although he saw others eating it in the morning, he didn't look like he had woken up at that time, so I didn’t pay much attention to it, but now seeing such a plate of brightly colored, delicious and tempting food in front of me, I couldn’t help but swallow before I even started eating.
Yabei Mia walked along with Yangzhou fried rice. The tempting fragrance attracted many eyes. The restaurant owner's visiting group who happened to be lined up at the door all stared at the fried rice in front of Visenio, and they all opened their eyes wide. Eye.
"What is this? Why do you have to cut all the ingredients so finely? Wouldn't it taste chewy and tasteless?" Andrew frowned and thought. His pork chops have always been famous for their large portions. Aden Plaza is ranked 18th on the food list of Aden Plaza, and its reputation is partly based on its portion. Every time I see the customers happily chewing on the big pork chops, I feel like they are recognized. Feeling happy.
"The aroma of eggs blends perfectly with the taste of other ingredients, and it is so tempting. If it is this size, is the egg wrapped in rice? But the rice is so small, how did he make each egg evenly distributed? Wrapped in rice?" Bernice's eyes lit up, and she also had many doubts.
The dishes of her restaurant occupy a place in Aden Square for their exquisiteness, and the signature dish is ranked 13th on the gourmet ranking. She is good at bringing out the characteristics of the ingredients themselves, so she knows what it takes to cut all the ingredients into rice-sized pieces. knife skills.
"The ingredients are brightly colored and of high quality, but did he fry them all together? Added oil and seasonings? Does the food produced by this cooking method really taste good? Every guest The tastes are all different, wouldn't it offend the guests if they decide the taste of the dishes without asking?" Miles thought with a frown.
What customers like most about his restaurant is that it can prepare food that suits them according to their taste. Although the restaurant does not have any representative food for this reason, it has a group of regular customers and the business is good.
However, although everyone had doubts in their hearts, they remained silent for this moment. Commenting on the dishes in other people's restaurants is a bad behavior and can be regarded as ruining the scene. As a chef, this is still very important.
"Huh?" As if he felt the eyes coming from the side, Visenio suddenly raised his head and looked at the uncles and aunts who were leaning over one by one. He stretched out his hand to move the fried rice in front of him and said helplessly. : "Uncles and aunties... can you please stop staring at me like this? I'll panic."
"Don't panic, let's just take a look and we won't rob him." Andrew said with a naive smile, his fat body trembling, full of intimidation.
"Then you are free to do as you like." Visenio looked away. The words of this strong man who could hold down an adult pig by himself did not comfort him at all. However, his stomach was already growling now, so he still couldn't help but pick it up. I picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into my mouth.
"Delicious!"
Visenio's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling the delicious food spread in his mouth. The taste of the various ingredients mixed together was so special and delicious that he was a little intoxicated.
After swallowing it, it turned into a warm current and slid down the throat. The decadent cells in the body seemed to be slowly waking up, like spring rain blowing over the long-drought earth. It was gentle and comfortable, and most of the fatigue in the body disappeared immediately. , the pale face also regained a trace of blood, and even the strength in his hands recovered some.
"It really works! It's even faster than those home remedies, and it tastes so delicious. No wonder my wife can't stop eating in the morning!" Visenio's eyes widened, and he looked in front of him with surprise. I scooped another spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into my mouth and chewed it happily, one spoonful after another. I couldn't stop at all. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to the fried rice in front of me, with a happy smile on my face, completely ignoring it. to the onlookers.
"Gulu."
Everyone who had been staring at Visenio from beginning to end couldn't help but swallow.
"Is it really that delicious?"
This idea floated through everyone's mind at the same time, but they still couldn't take their eyes away as they looked at the Yangzhou fried rice that was dwindling under Visenio's spoon. People who had never eaten it could only imagine the taste in their minds. The more they looked at it, The hungrier.
As the dishes came one after another, the aroma of Roujiamo and Yangzhou fried rice began to float in the air, making the customers waiting in line to order began to become a little commotion.
However, the half-dragon waiter ordered and served the food in the order he entered the restaurant from beginning to end. He made no mistakes and kept a comfortable smile on his face. The waiting guests had nothing to say. of.
"What is this?" The visiting group looked at the meat buns that the guests at the table next to them had just received.
"Isn't it just two cakes with a piece of meat sandwiched between them? Or is it minced, so delicious?" Andrew was even more puzzled. If Yangzhou fried rice can be said to be exquisite, then the mixed taste of the cake and meat should not be Would it be weird?
"The smell of this meat is so special. Have any of you ever made meat like this?" Bernice couldn't help but asked softly. The smell was more impactful than the previous Yangzhou fried rice, and it immediately aroused her appetite.
As a customer, you may just want to eat it as soon as possible, but as a restaurant owner and chef, you are more concerned about how such appetizing meat is made.
"Pork chop doesn't taste like this." Andrew shook his head.
"It's not roasted." The old lady behind shook her head.
"Boiled ones are even less so." Miles also frowned.
"Why does it feel like this boss is using a completely different cooking method? Are these all his innovations?" the bald man couldn't help complaining.
"Huh, innovation? In recent years, there have been many chefs opening restaurants who want to be innovative, but in the end they all closed down the restaurants. I think this boss is just messing around. Now these customers find it novel and come to support them. After a while, I guess no one wants to eat it." Bishop sneered, looking a little disdainful.
The customer sitting next to him heard the conversation and looked at Bishop up and down. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he curled his lips and said: "Uncle, you are talking nonsense. Boss Mai's Roujiamo is delicious. It’s not like I’ve never eaten your green onion pancake before, but it’s really incomparable to this one.”
