Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 155
The world of "China First".

Huaiguang Temple.

On the square where you can see the temple spiers, the 'Guangzhou Dumpling Conference' will be held today.

A number of restaurants and shops have set up sunshade and rain shelters in their respective designated positions, and cloth banners are erected high beside the sheds, and the names of time-honored restaurants are waving in the wind.

'The pottery house'.

'North Park Hotel'.

'Dumpling Brothers'.

And the "Yangquan Restaurant" that was destroyed by fire a while ago and was left to be destroyed.

These companies are considered to be unanimously optimistic by the people of Guangzhou City. They recognize the craftsmanship of their masters and predict that one of them will definitely win the 'Dumpling Conference'. Of course, the only criterion for the winner is to see which one wins. The largest number of meals, the most popular business.

The day before the Food Festival, a special review was in progress in the kitchen of the 'Pottery House'.

The owner of the restaurant is a widow who still has charm.

As for the chief chef and chief chef, he is a fat cook with a simple and honest face.

They were judging the 'black dumplings' that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl had just brought out from the steamer.

"Huh, so it's the dough kneaded with squid ink?"

The fat cook bit the dumplings and commented in surprise:

"Hand-rolled dough is qualified!"

"What about the stuffing, shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots and minced pork, leaving only the steamed granulated fish roe, which remains intact. When you first eat it, the taste is a bit harsh and abrupt, but the crispness of the fish roe is unexpectedly broken. Reasonably kept..."

Puff!

Every time you chew, there is a burst of umami.

"Very good!" Fat Chef's chief chef nodded affirmatively, and looked at the proprietress, "It's a very novel dumpling, it's no problem to take it out for this dumpling conference!"

"Our 'Taoguan' can divide the stall into two, and put our original 'cockscomb dumplings' on one half, and this 'cuttlefish dumpling' on the other half!"

The proprietress, who still has charm, needs to think about more aspects, such as budget, such as cost.

"Ink sacs are available in many squids and squids. There is no problem with this supply."

"But fish roe is just..."

The girl who just made 'Black Dumplings' was of course Nakiri Erina. Upon hearing this, she immediately replied: "There is no restriction on specific species of fish roe, any fish roe is fine, even if it is a 'periwinkle'." Very fine particles."

Multi-spring fish is also ok?
The proprietress suddenly showed an unexpected and pleasant smile.

This is a kind of fish that lays eggs all year round. It has a large output and a lot of fish roe. The cost spent on it is not as good as pork stuffing... Well, if you can cut another knife on the pork stuffing, the shrinkage will be reduced. A little water and the recipe is perfect...

"Ding dong."

Seeing the information bar, a row of new task information popped up, Nakiri Erina suppressed surprise.

Sure enough, the information obtained on the forum is still very useful.

Those old players have already summed up a rule——

No matter where you are.

As long as there is a large-scale event on the scale of a 'Food Festival', it's just a matter of brainlessness. If you successfully participate in it and receive the task, you will basically earn blood. The income from completing the task without any accidents is equivalent to someone else's half-month exhaustion. Tiring progress.

The girl didn't know it, and she was also paying attention to Xia Yan here, and she was also slightly relieved.

"Has the mission finally been triggered?"

Xia Yan nodded secretly. In this way, there is no need to worry that Erina will not work hard enough at the "Dumpling Conference". You can stay behind the scenes, wait for your tasks to be completed and check the skill points for signing and receiving accounts.

……

The next day, the square under the high tower of Huaiguang Temple was crowded with people, and shouts of "dumpling dumplings" were everywhere.

It didn't deviate from the track of the original plot.

In the entire square, the stall with the most crowds and the thickest crowd, and the most lively and lively scene, is the stall of 'Dumpling Brothers'.

"Everyone—"

Wu's Dumpling Brothers, brother named Wuxiong.

At this time, Takeo greeted the crowd outside the booth: "Thank you for joining us today. That's right, we two brothers decided to offer something different, so that everyone can eat happily and satisfactorily—"

"Then, please watch it, it belongs to the Wu family, the most delicious interpretation at the dumpling conference——"

Takeo nodded to a bare-chested macho standing on the simple kitchen counter of the booth.

The bald man named Wu Lu lifted the lid off the pot!
Suddenly, the crowd rioted.

In the big black pot on the stove, there are some strangely shaped pot stickers, the top of the dough is kneaded by skillful hands into the shape of burning flames.

'Color, fragrance and shape'.

In terms of shape and appearance, it can be said that the gimmick has achieved full marks.

Wu's Dumpling Brothers immediately made the atmosphere of the food festival extremely hot when the conference was just held.

"Whoa whoa!"

"Is this 'Flame Potstickers'?"

The spectators whispered to each other with excitement on their faces.

In the crowd, Nakiri Erina was also standing, and almost the entire venue was attracted. She settled down in Canton City these days, and occasionally heard the name 'Dumpling Brothers', so she expressed her concern for the two brothers' cooks. Art, also very curious.

I saw that bald and muscular brother named Wu Lu, under the kitchen counter, picked up a clay pot that looked like a wine jar, raised his head and took a sip of something, but he didn't swallow it, but kept it in his mouth.

"Danger warning!"

Brother Takeo promptly reminded the audience:
"Everyone, please take two steps back and keep your eyes open—"

Whoosh!

Nakiri Erina raised her eyebrows, seeing the bald and muscular brother, with his mouth facing a burning torch, he breathed out suddenly, and the flames instantly covered the black cauldron and the pot stickers inside.

The strong fragrance immediately permeated the entire square!
"This is very unclean and unhygienic..."

Nakiri Erina was a bit unacceptable, looked at the unattractive dumpling brother, especially, thinking of his "God's Tongue", when tasting, he probably tasted some strange things other than the ingredients.

That is the sense of sight.

It was like being kissed by a gorilla.

Alas! !

The girl turned her back in disgust, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​buying a plate to taste the taste, and hurried back to the booth of the 'Taoguan'.

This shadow with its back to the crowd was so conspicuous that Takeo cast an unexpected glance.

But after discovering this little girl, it was from the 'Taoguan' shop to see the situation, Wu Xiong couldn't help but sneered:
"Although it's the first time for our brothers to participate, the winners of this 'Guangzhou Dumpling Conference', these dull and old brands, don't want to get involved."

Withdrawing his gaze, Takeo looked at the surging crowd in front of the booth, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Come, come, don't rush, line up in an orderly manner!"

"I want two plates..."

"It's so fragrant! It's crispy from the inside out. Are these fried dumplings or pot stickers?"

　I wrote it until dawn yesterday, but today my state immediately slipped to the bottom. I really am an elderly person. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)