Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 10 Distorted Reality

Do virtual idols work part-time for a living?
Watching the depressed Aono Sumiko leave, Xia Yan has a little understanding of this "Vtube". Visit these social platforms when you have time.

Click on the platform page that Aono Sumiko asked him to pay attention to.

Less than [-] followers.

For the information in the past few days, the number of replies and forwards is also pitifully low.

From the link portal of the top message, I found her official video station account, which has all the screen recording videos of her live broadcast.

After a quick glance, the content of the live broadcast is nothing more than singing, chatting and playing games.

But the number of hits on these videos can also be called dismal, and if the traffic is realized, it will not make a lot of money.

"Poor, so pitiful."

"No wonder you have to work part-time."

Crack, click off to close.

He just said that he wanted to take in Chengzi Qingye to work, but Xia Yan refused.

Forget it, these two days he has fallen in love with the thrill of shuttling back and forth between reality and paradise games, the time on both sides is synchronized, and occasionally he will log in on a whim, and go to his own shop in "Zhonghuayiyi" to study cooking skills , Thinking of fighting under the same sky with those talented chefs seems to make me feel more emotional.

If Aono Sumiko is taken in as a clerk, it is equivalent to having more eyeliner, and he will not be able to travel freely.

Return to the storefront and forget about the episode.

Xia Yan stood at the bar, clicked on the personal talent bar, and looked at "Flower Knife" and "Firewood Stove".

The "firewood stove" was what gave Xia Yan a big headache.

I am young.

This skill has been divorced from reality.

I thought I needed to use bricks to build a hearth, but I didn’t know that I didn’t need it at all. It’s like a spell that doesn’t need casting materials. When the chef concentrates on cooking and maintains it at a stable value, the spell continues to sing...

That's the problem!
Not all dishes need to be cooked with firewood. In other words, the so-called "flavor of firewood" is not versatile and has no sense of disobedience.

It's like making Japanese food or Western food.

Suddenly the gorilla jumps out and thumps his chest and howls, what a disgrace.

"Practice, master."

Now I am full of power and out of control.

Xia Yan laughed at himself, and put on his apron again. The morning just passed, and it seemed that there was plenty of time for salted fish to watch dramas. Focused on self-practice, completely silent in his gourmet world.

Because the guests were entertained in front, the TV set hung on the wall was playing.

There are no programs at this time, and the morning news is coming to an end.

He took the remote control and was about to turn it off.

On the TV, the female anchor said: "...Recently, a group of very special cultural relics were unearthed in Shuchuan Province, China. The archaeologist who presided over the excavation said that these cultural relics will fill a blank, forgotten glorious cultural history of food. .”

The screen cuts to the archaeological excavation site, and gives a close-up of several stone slabs. The content of the murals on them are strange-shaped utensils, including knives, pots, pots and several bronze utensils.

"Hold the grass?!" Xia Yan couldn't help wiping his eyes.

These utensils look very familiar.

Tema's, isn't it the eight legendary kitchen utensils!
"No, the history of this world line is similar to my previous life, and it is impossible to overthrow a forgotten history. Therefore, the murals of these eight legendary kitchen utensils are more like someone making a joke, but why is this one on TV? The archaeologist said with a serious face, a blank history will be gradually revealed?"

Boom, heartbeat was abnormally fast, Xia Yan's mouth was dry, and he intuitively felt that reality was distorted by some force.

"System, explain."

"..."

There was no response to the question, and when Xia Yan's heart sank gradually, the system issued a unique mechanical sound effect: "The space upgrade conditions are insufficient."

"?"

Come on, did I ask you this?

Xia Yan was cursing, her heart trembling, this distortion of reality may be inseparable from the Paradise game.

Thinking of this, he couldn't care about the real business in Tokyo, so he closed the door tightly, and hung a closing sign at the door, Xia Yan immediately pressed the [Connect] option in the personal panel.

The real world is shattering.

In just a few seconds, the simple and ancient bedroom environment became stable. Xia Yan heard faint conversations coming from the direction of the store outside the house.

……

Chen Zhiyuan was introducing the game to two newcomers who had just entered the game.

"Gourmet world with ancient Chinese background?"

A crooked nut with blond hair and blue eyes muttered in a bewildered face, ""Zhonghua Yiyi"?"

He speaks Chinese fluently, but there is always a strange smell.

"Is this a comic? A novel?"

Another woman spoke. She has clean short hair and looks like a strong woman. "If it's food, I have no reason to be completely unfamiliar with it. I've never heard of it."

Chen Zhiyuan lost his voice.

It's understandable for Wei Guoren not to know "Zhonghua Yiyi", but this female player who has the ID "Xing Shen Shen" and claims to be Tang Ying is unreasonable and unfamiliar.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, Chen Zhiyuan realized a bizarre possibility.

"Then how did you get into this game?"

Chen Zhiyuan pursed his dry lips, and deliberately brought the topic to the login method, eager to prove a terrible possibility in his heart.

Seeing Tang Ying and Wai Guoren looking at each other.

"Let me say it first. In fact, I am a UP host, who makes gourmet content. When I was uploading a video manuscript in the background of the website, the computer suddenly popped up an advertisement. I just clicked on an option, and it jumped to a strange black Background site..."

Chen Zhiyuan deliberately blurred some details.

For example, he didn't make it clear about the options of the pop-up advertisement, and he planned to keep the secret of "Miracle Comet Fried Rice".

Because this is the storyline of the original book, involving a recipe for a legendary kitchen utensil, Chen Zhiyuan has his own ideas.

At this time, I heard that crooked nut yelled "ah".

"Brother, old iron, are you also a UP master?!"

The foreign boy was overjoyed.

"I also clicked on a pop-up advertisement, and I am also a UP host. Do you know TUM, I have millions of fans there, and my official account of the video station in Huaguo has already exceeded the number of followers. One million."

Pointing at himself, straightening his chest: "Jerry, the crooked fruit chef, explores the world, pursues delicious food, and always respects all cooking and cooking skills!"

Chen Zhiyuan was stunned again, his brain froze.

TUM, what is this.

He knows YouTube, Facebook, and BizN stations, but he has never heard of TUM.

Moreover, this colleague who calls himself "Jerry the Crooked Fruit Chef" keeps saying that his attention on the Huaguo Video Station has exceeded 100 million, and if he is a China hand, the scope is reduced to a very small one. , and Chen Zhiyuan knew all of them.

Chen Zhiyuan said in his heart: The bizarre possibility is being confirmed.

　In Chapter 6, there was a wrong plot about the Little Master, and a book friend pointed it out, and it has been revised

　　
　
(End of this chapter)