After finishing the morning's work, Link came to the welfare canteen in Merlot Petersburg.

The food at Merlot Petersburg is provided for free, but what is special is that it does not support ordering, so what you eat depends on luck.

Link took his food from the front desk and found a quiet corner to prepare to eat.

In Link's mind, three meals a day is a time of pleasure and enjoyment. A woman might cheat on him, but the taste of the food on his plate won't.

If it tastes good, it tastes good; if it tastes bad, it tastes bad.

The finest ingredients are expertly cooked to create an unparalleled taste. Link has always believed that cooking is one of the greatest arts in human history. This art combines a living body's physiological need for energy intake with the spiritual desire for "beauty". It is truly fascinating and extremely elegant.

Link's food today is a portion of potato rice. A large spoonful of mashed potatoes is added to the ordinary rice, and a little chopped green onion is sprinkled on it. Since the food was not seasoned, the front desk gave Link a small bowl of soy sauce and asked him to mix it with potatoes and eat it with rice.

Link had never tried such a combination before, and he was a little curious for a moment. He poured the soy sauce into the bowl according to the waiter's instructions, and mixed it with the potatoes...

Pick up the spoon, scoop a spoonful of mashed potatoes and put it in your mouth...

Link's expression suddenly became distorted as he ate. This was not only the reason for the extremely bad taste, but he suddenly felt that the mashed potatoes mixed with soy sauce looked like a lump...

Carrying the dinner plate, Link came to the front desk again.

"What's wrong?" The uncle in charge of the reception was smiling, as if he was used to a pampered young man like Link.

"It tastes too bad," Link said frankly. "This is the first time I've ever eaten potato rice that tastes so bad."

"It seems you are out of luck." The uncle smiled, "Maybe you can eat delicious food next time."

Without hesitation, Link took out all the concession coupons from his pocket and placed them on the front desk.

"I'll pay for it and get me a new one."

"Okay, but you have to eat your original portion of potato rice first." The uncle smiled.

"Why? Is this also the rule here?"

"The first welfare meal is free. This is your right, but if you choose your right, you also need to fulfill your obligations."

"What obligation?"

"Don't waste food."

Link smiled, "I'm not the one wasting food."

"Who else are you? Could it be me?"

"Of course." Link nodded, "You make the food so unpalatable, isn't this a waste of food?"

The smile on the uncle's face stiffened. He was silent for a while and then said, "Of course I can make delicious food, but it's unfair to the customers who use the concession to buy high-end food. If you can eat it without paying, With free and delicious food, people will become indolent. This is quite detrimental to the Duke's management of Merlot Petersburg."

"I don't agree." Link crossed his arms. "Some people are content with the status quo, while others actively seek change. This is human nature. For lazy people, no matter how unpalatable you make the food, they still have to survive in order to survive. They will eat it reluctantly, but for people with pursuits and ideals, as long as there are better choices, they will keep making progress."

"Maybe. I admit that what I did was somewhat wrong, but do you have a better way?"

"A better way is to make low-end meals delicious, and make high-end meals even more delicious." Link glanced at the strange plate of potato rice bowl, "At least it won't be unpalatable."

"It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do." The uncle raised his eyebrows slightly, "People don't worry about scarcity, but about inequality."

Link let out a breath, his patience was limited. Especially when facing incompetent people who are tough-talking.

"Is it difficult? If you're not good enough, I can teach you how to cook."

"Oh?" The uncle's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face disappeared. "After a long time of doing this, it turned out that he was here to kick the gym."

"I don't want to be a chef, I just want to exchange cooking skills with you."

"Okay, then what do you want to compare?"

"That might as well be better than these potatoes." Link said casually, "Everyone makes a dish using potatoes as ingredients."

"Okay, the time is limited to thirty minutes. As for the judges, please help everyone here to witness." The uncle raised his hand.

"Link, give up. Although Uncle Mello is not the person in charge of the restaurant, he is responsible for the Duke's three meals a day." Linnette suddenly appeared again at some point, still looking lackluster. look like.

"I'm confident." Link rubbed his wrist, "If I win, I will have two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and one soup for every meal in the future."

"Okay, but what if you lose?"

“I’ll peel you a year’s worth of potatoes for free.”

"Okay." The uncle nodded slightly, "Then please come inside."

Link nodded and followed Mello into the kitchen behind the restaurant.

The kitchen is large, with a dozen stoves in total, most of which are in use. The people in charge are basically the external chefs from Merlot Petersburg, and most of the remaining people who prepare food and do chores are criminals who come to work in the kitchen for the concession.

"It's up to you."

"Okay." Link responded, not politely, and washed his hands carefully. Because the time limit is thirty minutes, it is impossible for both sides to make any exquisite dishes. This competition actually involves basic skills, knife skills, seasoning, and the control of heat.

I selected a few potatoes, washed them, peeled them, and cut them into very fine shreds. Then he took another small carrot and chopped it into shreds and mixed it with the potato shreds.

Pour shredded potatoes and carrots into a small bowl, add chopped chives, season with appropriate amount of salt, pepper and chicken essence, mix well, break in a few eggs and add flour. Because the potatoes themselves contain some moisture, there is no need to add additional water.

Heat the pan with cold oil over low heat, arrange the shredded potatoes into a donut shape, fry one side until they are lightly browned, then flip over and continue frying the other side.

Potato shredded pancakes are finished.

Link's movements were smooth and smooth. He repeated this process and made a total of more than a dozen potato pancakes. When he finished placing the dishes, Mello on the side also finished making the mashed potatoes.

Mero waved, and a waiter took out the food the two had cooked one by one and brought it to the dining area outside the kitchen.

Link followed the waiter to the dining area. While the two were cooking, five judges had been selected from the audience.

"Please use it, everyone. In view of the rules of fair competition, I won't say who made the mashed potatoes and potato pancakes. Just taste it for yourself. If you think any dish is delicious, move it forward. Location." Mero smiled.

Link glanced slightly at the mashed potatoes made by Mello, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Unlike Link's potato shredded pancakes, which are full of color and flavor, the mashed potatoes made by Mero are mediocre to the extreme. The potatoes are boiled and mashed, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and drizzled with a little soy sauce, which is the same as Link's potato rice bowl. The mashed potatoes are exactly the same.

Link didn't speak, just stood quietly and watched.

There were five judges, three men and two women, and Lynette was one of them. After comparing their dishes, all five judges unanimously chose the shredded potato pancakes made by Link to taste.

The thickly stacked areas of the pancake shredded potatoes are soft and waxy, but not as dense as mashed potatoes. It also has a slight hardness and retains a certain taste; the edges are thinner, and the area where there is only one layer of shredded potatoes is Pan-fried until crispy. After one bite, the rich aroma of potatoes fills the entire mouth, and the different complex flavors give people a wonderful taste bud enjoyment. It’s hard to believe that a simple potato can be so delicious.

The five judges finished the last bite of potato pancakes without being satisfied, and then reluctantly tasted the mashed potatoes made by Mero.

Rough taste, blunt seasoning, distorted appearance...

The difference between it and potato pancakes is not an exaggeration to describe.

Without hesitation, Linnette moved the plate of hash browns forward.

But the other four judges all showed awkward expressions. The four of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally timidly pushed the plate with mashed potatoes forward.

Seeing that things were developing as he expected, Melo smiled.

"4:1. Boy, you lose."

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