Eternal Food Paradise

Chapter 2 Darkness Index
The scar-faced uncle is a little bit unresponsive. Neon is recognized as a place of indifference and social pressure. The situation in Tokyo is even more serious. But when it comes to the service industry, the attitude of practitioners towards customers is really like God. The quality of service is said Second, I am afraid that no other place dares to claim the number one.

To put it bluntly, he rarely encountered such a bad attitude shopkeeper.

Pattern, too young.

Are you really not afraid of bad reviews and bad reviews from customers?
But already too tired to move his buttocks to find another store, the uncle waved his hand: "Well, forget it, it doesn't matter if you have beer."

As he spoke, he raised his cup and raised his head, drank half of it in one gulp: "To be honest, I really can't believe the 'a little bit spicy' you Chinese people say..."

The uncle has a story on his face, and I have a depressed expression that I have been tricked.

"Just give me the 'twice-cooked pork' with the lowest and lowest level of spiciness. If it's really a little spicy, I'm fine. Of course, it's even better if you're willing to use green peppers."

Xia Yan glanced at the panel in his field of vision, paying special attention to [system funds].

The "+" symbol is faintly displayed.

It shows that the meal ordered by the uncle has officially entered the fund calculation process. If he fixes his eyes on the fund number for a few seconds, another light curtain page will pop up, indicating the rules for the addition and subtraction of funds.

【Every time a guest is successfully entertained, the funds will increase according to the value of the dishes served. 】

[However, it should be noted that hospitality is divided into four levels: home-cooked, high-end, banquet, and delicacies. Among them, the lowest level of home-cooked hospitality requires the chef to cook dishes with at least 60 points, and any 'speciality index' reaches the slight standard. 】

What is a trait index?When he first woke up and realized that it was not a world line, Xia Yan didn't figure it out, and suffered a lot for it.

Obviously, the system score of the dishes is above 60, and the guests gave good reviews after eating, but the funds shrunk visible to the naked eye during the settlement!

Customer praise, business blood loss!
"So, the problem lies in this 'characteristic index'." Xia Yan recalled that there was a time when his funds almost fell to a negative number, the restaurant was facing bankruptcy, and he was about to live on the street.

Fortunately, on a certain day, on a certain whim, I began to do dark cooking on my own.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan has 1 complaints about the 'traits' that he has mastered almost, even if his cooking skills are a little crooked and spicy, what kind of trait index is this, and he is rushing all the way to the unknown dark abyss...

Before turning around to prepare ingredients for the 'twice-cooked pork', Xia Yan cast a sorry look at the beer-drinking uncle.

Give up, it's impossible for green peppers to be green peppers.

There are only sharp peppers and Chaotian peppers in my store.

I, who can only maintain my business by relying on dark cuisine, am not worthy of the qualification of a famous restaurant, let alone the praise of customers!Why!
Xia Yan sighed, chopped the ginger and onion, and then dug out a bottle of bean paste from the cupboard.

The pork belly for one person and the ginger slices to remove the fishy smell were cooked, drained, and cut into thin slices.

Soon, there was the sound of stir frying in the store.

"Ah?!"

The uncle in work clothes realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly straightened his sitting posture and looked towards the stove.

The corners of his eyes twitched when he saw the bright red chili flakes mixed with the sliced ​​meat, he couldn't calm down, and his calves were trembling.

If it is said that the bright red skin may be deceiving, the spiciness is not high, it is the red-skinned peppers pretending to be something...

But when he smelled a hint of spicy smell that the exhaust fan was running at full speed, it couldn't clean it up, and the uncle's expression was distorted.

He was choked and coughed violently, "Ahem——"

"Hun Dan, stop, stop—"

"Put down the spatula in your hand!"

Amidst the sound of frying, the uncle screamed loudly: "Don't lie to me, I'm not a child, this is not slightly spicy, not 'a little bit spicy'!"

"Sorry, this is the level of spiciness in this restaurant. You can think of it as 'Dark Cuisine' and leave immediately." Xia Yan still kept shaking the pot with his right hand, while holding the spoon with his left hand, he dug a large spoonful of "Bean Sauce" from the seasoning bottle , Throw it into the frying pan.

It's not an illusion. In an instant, the spiciness is stronger and more pungent.

The uncle covered his mouth and nose, even choked up his tears, and shouted in his heart, what kind of fairy bean paste is this, the effect is too fast!

The bean paste has not been closed yet, and the brand label is missing on the glass bottle.

In fact, this is a local product, not a mass-produced product.

Doubanjiang is known as the soul of Sichuan cuisine. As a condiment that accounts for more than 70% of pickled chili, it can be said that the chili base during production directly determines the spiciness of the finished product.

Ordinary bean paste does not pursue spicy food, but pays attention to "fresh fragrance".

But the bottle that Xia Yan just used is made of sansho pepper, and what he wants is amazing spiciness.

[Basic skill-'Seasoning-Spicy' has reached the full level (5000/5000), and it has been converted to a specialized skill! 】

The cooking information popped up again, but Xia Yan didn't look at it. He put the spatula on the edge of the frying pan, tapped lightly, and the valve of the gas stove was also closed in due course, and the whirring fire stopped immediately.

As a result, the dynamic menu information covers the field of view:
[Dish Completion - Pass (60)]

[Darkness Index (Trait) - Slight]

"It's mediocre again, just a passing grade." Xia Yan turned his back to the bar and whispered to himself.

Quality must be taken into account, 'darkness index', traits, are also indispensable.

"Hey, uncle, you didn't leave?" Xia Yan was stunned.

"I went to the bathroom." The uncle in work clothes sniffed and said, his eyes were a little red. When he returned to sit down, he found freshly baked 'twice-cooked pork' on the bar.

On the clean white ceramic plate, the meat slices were also stained red by the sauce, not to mention the red pepper flakes that were so red to the eye.

After stir-frying, the whole plate is covered with a layer of oil. At first glance, it seems that the red oil is burning.

The uncle in work clothes couldn't help swallowing, a bit regretful that he didn't slip away while the chef was concentrating on cooking, yes, why didn't I skip the order, and going to the bathroom just now was obviously a good time to pee.

Fear(_).

The hot and spicy smell that keeps coming out and spreading makes tears well up again.

"It can't be slightly spicy!" The uncle trembled.

Xia Yan crossed his arms and nodded his head: "This is the hotness of our shop, you can still leave now."

The uncle stared, and suddenly remembered that he had just entered the store. He didn't see the ordering machine or order a meal coupon. He just sat here, so the process of paying before ordering does not exist.

At this time, Xia Yan placed a bowl of hot soup and a bowl of rice on both sides of the main course: "You can add rice as you like, and it's free."

The aroma of rice.

As well as the 'twice-cooked pork' that has just been stir-fried, it has a very attractive aroma amidst the pungent and spicy taste.

The uncle in work clothes felt that the secretion of his salivary glands was intensifying, and there seemed to be whispers of the devil hovering in his head—or, just try it?Just a sip...

"Do you want to eat it? Let me declare in advance, it's scary, dark food..."

"Damn it, don't underestimate people, no matter how you put it, I've easily eaten a big bowl of Hell Ramen—"

As he said that, as soon as the chopsticks were pinched, the uncle let out a scream as soon as he swallowed it, "Water, give me water!"

Xia Yan went to get the kettle, first put ice cubes on the bottom of the glass, and then handed out a full glass of ice water. Unsurprisingly, there was a second and third glass in a few seconds.

"I knew I would step on thunder. The Chinese restaurant not opened by the Neon people is too scary. I don't trust you anymore. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, I'm such an idiot~! Big idiot~!" The sharp voice complained.

The mouth said this, but the amount of rice and vegetables decreased at the speed of light.

Xia Yan is waiting for a system message.

The uncle ate three bowls of rice, covered in sweat, and unbuttoned a whole row of work uniforms. He stared at Xia Yan for a long time before he said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Standing up staggeringly, the uncle glanced at Xia Yan again, seeing that his expression was as usual, and he didn't care about whether the customer paid or not.

After hesitating for a while, a thousand-yuan bill with sweat on it was taken out of the wallet.

"Very good, congratulations on completing a challenge in your life... The reward is that you don't have to pay for it!" Only the young store manager and chef said this.

Uncle: "???"

Hold the grass, what kind of monster is this store.

"I... am dissatisfied, very dissatisfied that you did not meet the customer's request, and used an unsuitable level of spiciness without authorization!"

"But... this order, I must close it!"

Putting the banknotes in the tray forcefully, the man in work clothes walked away with his back, but his pace was completely different from the sweaty mess, and the appearance of being crushed by life when he just sat down in the store, his back was quite light .

Standing at the store door, blowing the cool wind outside, he took out the cigarette case from the tool pocket, lit a cigarette for himself, and smoked.

The uncle said in a low tone:
"Actually, uh, the taste is good, but until there is an international unified standard for measuring spiciness, anyway, I won't come here again."

“Seriously bad review!!”

Bad review?

That's right!
When Xia Yan saw the funding information and task completion reminders that appeared in front of him, he felt relieved immediately, feeling ashamed that two months of hard work had not been in vain.

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