Chapter 147
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The system's voice suddenly popped up. "If you want, the system can help you develop the latest self-destruct device. It can automatically detect the intention of the person eating it. If it detects the intention of eating it, it can self-destruct."
"How much for one?" Meg asked curiously.
"Ten gold coins for one batch," the system said after a while of silent calculation.
"F * ck off!" Meg rolled his eyes and hurried into the kitchen.
I only sell one roujiamo for three gold coins!
…
"Here's your Yangzhou fried rice." Yabemiya placed the first plate of Yangzhou fried rice in front of Vicennio with a smile. This poor customer was so hungry that he knelt down in front of Meg in the morning. His face was pale, and it seemed that he was starving.
"Thank you." Vicennio didn't even raise his head. His eyes were completely attracted by the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. Although he had seen other people eating it in the morning, he hadn't paid much attention to it at that time. Now, however, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw such a colorful, delicious dish in front of him.
Yabemiya walked in with the plate of Yangzhou fried rice. The tempting aroma attracted many people's attention. The restaurant owners and visitors who happened to be lining up at the entrance all stared at the plate of fried rice in front of Vicennio with wide eyes.
"What's this? Why did he cut all the ingredients so small? It's not chewy at all, and I can't taste anything, "Andrew said with a frown. Andrew frowned. His family's pork chops had always been famous in the Aden Square for their large portions. They were ranked 18th on the Aden Square's Delicious Cuisine Rankings, partly because of their large portions. Every time he saw the customers happily munching on his pork chops, he would feel a sense of recognition.
The aroma of the eggs blended perfectly with the other ingredients. It's so tempting. With this size, could it be that the egg was wrapped in rice? But the rice is so small. How did he manage to cover each grain with rice evenly? "Bernice's eyes lit up, but she also had many doubts.
Her restaurant's dishes were famous in the Aden Square for their delicacies. Her signature dish was ranked 13th on the Aden Square Delicious Cuisine Rankings. She was good at making use of the characteristics of the ingredients, so she knew very well what kind of knife skills were needed to cut all the ingredients into the size of rice grains.
"The color of the ingredients is bright, and they are all top quality ingredients. But did he stir-fry all these ingredients together? Added oil and seasoning? Would the food cooked in this way really taste good? Every customer has a different taste. Won't the customers be disgusted if they decide the taste of the dishes without asking? "Miles thought with a frown.
The most popular thing about his restaurant was that it was able to make food that was suitable for their tastes. Because of this, the restaurant did not have any representative delicacies, but because of this, it had a group of regular customers and business was good.
However, although everyone had doubts in their hearts, they remained silent. Commenting on other people's dishes in other people's restaurants was a bad behavior. It could be regarded as a troublemaker. As a chef, this was a very important point.
"Hmm?" Vicennio seemed to have felt the gazes from the side. He raised his head and looked at the uncles and aunties who were looking at him. He moved the fried rice closer to him and said helplessly, "Uncles and aunties … Can you not stare at me like this? I will panic."
"Don't panic. We are just looking. We won't rob you," Andrew said with a silly smile. The fat on his body shook, and he was very intimidating.
"Then do as you please." Vicennio withdrew his gaze. 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 growling. He could not help but pick up the spoon and put a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into his mouth.
"It's delicious!"
Vicennio's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt the delicious taste spread in his mouth. The taste of all kinds of ingredients mixed together was so special and delicious that he was a little intoxicated.
After swallowing, it turned into a warm current and slid down his throat. The decadent cells in his body seemed to be slowly waking up. It was like the spring rain brushing over the land after a long drought, gentle and comfortable. The tiredness in his body disappeared by more than half, and a trace of color returned to his pale face. Even the strength in his hands recovered a little.
"It's really effective! It's even more effective than those folk recipes. And the taste is so delicious. No wonder my wife couldn't stop eating in the morning! " Vicennio's eyes were wide open. He looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him with surprise. He put another spoonful into his mouth and chewed happily. One spoonful after another, he could not stop at all. He was completely absorbed in the fried rice in front of him. His face was full of joy, and he completely ignored the onlookers around him.
"Gulp."
The onlookers who had been staring at Vicennio from the beginning to the end could not help but swallow their saliva.
"Is it really that good?"
The same thought floated in everyone's mind at the same time. However, when they saw the Yangzhou fried rice decreasing under Vicennio's spoon, they could not take their eyes off it. Those who had not eaten it could only imagine the taste in their minds. The more they looked, the hungrier they became.
As the dishes were served one after another, the aroma of roujiamo and Yangzhou fried rice began to float in the air. The customers who were waiting in line to order began to stir.
However, the half-dragon waiter had been ordering and serving the dishes according to the order they entered the restaurant from the beginning to the end. He had not made a single mistake. Moreover, he had maintained a comfortable smile on his face. The customers who were waiting in line had nothing to say.
"What's this?" The onlookers looked at the roujiamo that the customer at the next table had just received.
"Isn't it just a piece of meat sandwiched between two pancakes? And it's minced. Is it really that good? " Andrew was even more puzzled. If the Yangzhou fried rice could be said to be exquisite, shouldn't the mixture of pancakes and meat be very strange?
"The smell of the meat is so special. Have any of you made this kind of meat before?" Bernice could not help but ask in a low voice. The aroma was more impactful than the previous Yangzhou fried rice, and it immediately aroused her appetite.
As a customer, she might only want to eat as soon as possible. However, as the owner and head chef of the restaurant, she cared more about how such appetizing meat was made.
"Fried pork chops don't taste like this." Andrew shook his head.
"Roasted pork chops don't taste like this." The old lady behind him also shook her head.
"Boiled pork chops don't taste like this either." Miles also frowned.
"Why do I feel that the owner is using a completely different cooking method to cook? Could it be that these are all his innovations?" The bald man could not help but ridicule.
"Ha, innovation? Over the years, there have been so many chefs who opened restaurants and tried to innovate. In the end, they all closed down their restaurants. I think the owner is just fooling around. Now these customers are coming to support him because of the novelty, but in a few days, no one will want to eat his dishes anymore. "Bi Xiapu sneered, appearing to be somewhat disdainful.
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