I'll send this month's food review directly back to Rodu. Anyway, I won't be able to find any delicacies that can surprise me like this in Rodu. Why don't I just stay in Chaos City? Maybe that Mr. Mak will come up with some new vegetarian dishes. "
Derrick folded the two pages of paper carefully, and then wrapped it in a layer of oilcloth. Finally, he stuffed it into a sealed bamboo tube, and went out to find a consignment office to send it out.
This method of using birds to transport items wasn't cheap, but it wasn't difficult for Derrick to accept. After all, he could get a generous remuneration for writing a column every month.
"I wonder what kind of reaction the readers will have after reading this gourmet food review? I'm really looking forward to it. Derrick walked out of the consignment office with a smile on his face as he watched a bird fly out of the consignment office.
Are we going to continue eating eggplant with garlic sauce tonight? There's nothing good to eat anyway, so let's continue eating eggplant with garlic sauce …
Eggplant with garlic sauce was really a dish with magical powers.
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In a courtyard in the north of the city, Eugene asked Fabian as he bled the chicken in his hand, "Big Brother, are we really going to compete with that fellow in roast chicken?"
"Since we already agreed yesterday, we have to go. Otherwise, people might think we're scared," Fabian said with a smile.
"Who's scared! We won't be scared! Our skills are passed down from our ancestors. No one in the entire tribe can make roast chicken better than ours. People who have eaten our roast chicken all say it's good. That guy must have seen that our business is good, and he's not convinced, so he's deliberately looking for trouble. When the time comes, we'll go to his restaurant and compete with him, and let him know who's the real king of roast chicken! "Eugene said proudly.
Fabian reminded him again, "It's one thing to compete, but you're not allowed to create trouble when the time comes. We've finally found a foothold in Chaos City, and have a fixed stall and a small courtyard. If you don't want to go back to hunting, then you'd better abide by the rules here."
"Got it." Eugene waved his hand nonchalantly, and continued to slaughter the chicken.
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"This … is the Xin Hai that Mr. Meg built for me?" Gina, who had slept for three hours, was brought to the next room by Meg when she woke up. She looked at the two-meter-tall, three-meter-long, and two-meter-wide fish tank. Her eyes were filled with surprise and gratitude.
"This is your temporary residence." Meg was very satisfied with Gina's expression.
"Thank you, Mr. Meg," Gina jumped up and hugged Meg. She could not help but wrap her legs around Meg.
"You're a mermaid, not an octopus!" Meg could not help but grumble in his heart as he finally got the emotional Gina off his body.
However, Gina didn't care about Mag's feelings. She took off her clothes, climbed up the ladder, and jumped into the big fish tank with a splash. She began to swim happily.
Although it was called a fish tank, it could actually be considered a small swimming pool.
Meg stood outside and looked at Gina, who was swimming up and down happily like a fish through the transparent glass. Compared to her clumsy movements on land, she indeed belonged to the sea.
"Mr. Meg, do you want to come along?" Gina leaned against the glass and waved at Meg.
"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." Meg shook his head and slipped away.
"Mr. Meg doesn't like me?" Gina watched as Meg disappeared at the door, and felt a little disappointed.
No one had told her what love was. In her 18 years of life, saving Lantisde was her only mission.
However, she knew how to repay. Since Mr. Meg had saved her, and he was going to save Lantisde in the future, she was willing to give everything to him.
…
Gina's arrival had some impact on the restaurant. Due to the language barrier, Meg did not let her participate in the daily operations of the restaurant. Instead, he let her do whatever she wanted. Gina, on the other hand, would take the initiative to do some simple things.
She liked children and all kinds of aquatic products. She could always play with them easily, even though they did not speak the same language.
This was something that surprised Meg. Looking at Gina, who was happily playing with the yarn bridge with Amy, this might be a kind of talent too.
However, Gina still had to stay outside the fish tank for three hours. When the time was up, she had to return to the fish tank to rest for a while. However, as her magic power recovered, the rest time started to shorten. Sometimes, she only needed to go back to replenish her water supply.
…
After a day of business, Meg was the only one left in the kitchen in the middle of the night.
"The results of the Delicious Cuisine Rankings will be announced tomorrow. I wonder if I can get first place in the rankings," Meg muttered to himself softly as he smeared mud on the lotus leaf.
The system's mission of dominating the rankings was a little fraudulent. The Delicious Cuisine Rankings had returned to restore credibility.
If Mamy's dominated all the rankings, it would seem that … there was no credibility at all.
Although Meg felt that President Robert was a good person, as the head, if a restaurant really dominated all the rankings, he would definitely step in to balance the rules of the game. Otherwise, the rankings would indeed be a little awkward.
Mag had no choice but to leave the outcome to fate.
Meg had no control over the results of the rankings. However, apart from the announcement of the rankings tomorrow, there was another matter that Meg had to settle.
The battle with the chicken making orc brothers was not Meg's original intention. However, the system had already announced the mission, so he could only accept it reluctantly.
If it was just to defeat them, Meg felt that he could simply throw the chicken into the microwave and make a roast chicken that was more delicious than the orc brothers'.
However, the system's request was to make a perfect beggar's chicken. This was much more particular. For the past three days, he had spent almost all his free time researching how to make a scrumptious beggar's chicken. He had used the recipe and that experience to the extreme, but he still failed every time.
After coaxing Amy to sleep, Meg went downstairs quietly to make beggar's chicken.
The ingredients were provided by the system. Not to mention that the three-yellow chicken was reared by the system in the forest trolls' sacred land, Angolo Canyon, just the yellow mud was taken from the depths of the Tatari Desert.
The Tatari Desert was the largest desert on the Norland Continent. The annual precipitation was almost zero, and it was extremely dry. Even magic beasts could not survive there. It was known as the land of death.
However, no one would have thought that there was yellow mud that was even more delicate than Yixing's clay under the desert.
And this clay, which was enough to make famous potters fight over it, was actually provided by the system to Meg as the outer layer of the beggar's chicken.
Regarding this, Meg only wanted to say, "It's just right."
The yellow mud was evenly wrapped around the lotus leaves. Then, Meg carefully placed it into the heated oven.
The system's improved oven reduced the original four-hour roasting time to half an hour.
Meg washed his hands and set an alarm. Then, he sat at the side and waited quietly.
This was the last chance. If he failed again, the time for this mission would be up. That would also mean that the mission was over.
"Ding!"
The alarm rang. Meg turned it off, got up, and walked towards the oven. He used a spatula to carefully take out the beggar's chicken, whose shell was already roasted red, from the oven.
"Mr. Meg, what are you doing?"
Gina appeared at the kitchen door at this moment, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She looked at Meg, puzzled.
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