God of Cooking Tavern in Genshin World

She breathed a long sigh of relief, heartily, except for reading fantasy novels when she was a child, she had never been so happy.

Mora, who is 128, thought it was a bit expensive at first, and recently she wanted to save money to buy a set of handmade Lolita clothes, but now it seems that the plan may be extended later.

The lower abdomen is still warm, and she can clearly feel the energy of life, constantly transforming her body and purifying her soul. She, who was a little tired because of the arrival of relatives, regained her strength.

Luo Ren quietly watched Fischer showing a happy smile, showing a smile. He was very happy to see such satisfied smiles from diners every day.

"Miss, I wonder if the food I found suits your taste?" The crow Ozzy next to Fischer asked tentatively, although he saw that his master was happy with the cooking, but he was always careful with his master.

"It's delicious...cough cough, hmph, food is only the shackles of mortal flesh and bones, but if you insist on it, there is nothing more worthy of convicting the princess." Fischer Joy, almost forgot to say the lines in the second grade, and directly used "delicious" to express her praise in her heart.

She nodded slightly to Ozzy, and then turned sideways to the Luo people and Paimon: "I and you, fellow travelers from another world, met again. It can't be wrong. It must be the will of fate. Very good food, thank you You give your all.”

"Thank you, I believe that those who have the eyes of the great fantasy and omnipotent madness can appreciate the real thing hidden in the cooking." Luo Ren nodded with a smile on his mouth.

"Traveler, it's very rare to be able to communicate with someone like me for the first time across the heavens and worlds." Fischer gently covered his blindfold with his left hand, and his green eyes were a little surprised, because no matter who it was, It was difficult to understand what she was saying without Oz interpreting.

But today, she seems to have found a confidant, whether it is the manager of the store in white Shengxue or the enthusiastic Paimeng, they can communicate with her without barriers.

"Miss, if you don't mind, you can take a rest here, and I can have a long talk with you." Paimon said very obediently.

"Then I'll take care of you, Miss Maid." Fischer nodded slightly.

And Ozzy the crow began to suspect that he was not good enough to fit in with the others. He suspected that the crow gave birth to him, so he had to use his wings to hold up a glass of lemonade to sip to cover up his embarrassment...

Chapter 20 Chapter 20. The first attempt at miraculous pasta?

In the city of Mond, although there is a dense flow of people, there is no industrial revolution. Everyone is sincere and sincere.

In the early morning, the long street is dark and there are no pedestrians, the vendors selling muffins baked in the manor are steaming, the sun is getting slower, the cars, horses, and mail are slow, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

However, the word-of-mouth of the food has spread very quickly. It is just word of mouth, and if someone recommends it, more diners will come here.

Because the dishes with special effects are sought after by many people in Mond City, and even the entire Tivat continent.

No matter who it is, no matter who it is recommended by, as long as the diners enter the door and eat the dishes of Yuanshen Tavern, they will become loyal customers here. Even if some of these people do not have Mora yet, they will definitely come back again when they have money Taste the dishes of Harajin Tavern.

And that catgirl Diona, who came here angrily to ask for an explanation, became a regular visitor here after eating Luo Ren's pasta, basically coming for three meals a day.

She always comes silently, sits on the bar, like a connoisseur, savoring the pasta, and at the same time leaves quietly, waving her sleeves, leaving only Mora on the bar to pay the bill.

At nightfall on the fourth day of opening the store, Luo Ren was one plate away from reaching his goal of selling [-] plates of pasta, and today he also appropriately extended the opening time of the store, while trying to see if he could perform a luminous "miracle" Pasta" while waiting for the last customer to arrive.

He looked at the ingredients for making pasta in front of him with a serious face, flour, tomato, basil, salt, butter, eggs, olive oil, purified water, lemon...

When making ordinary pasta, he can also directly cook the ready-made pasta of the system, but the miracle pasta needs to be mixed by himself, and the soul is injected into the noodles by himself.

Moreover, in order to successfully make miraculous pasta, it is necessary to achieve the ultimate in the details of each step. Any flaw in any link will become ordinary pasta.

In the past few days, he has begun to try to make miracle pasta, but every time he fails.

'Today must be successful. The Luo people set a goal, and after reaching it, they will be able to unlock the task and reward top-level vodka, and become a veritable tavern selling alcohol.

"Paimon, are you ready?" He turned his head and said to Paimon, who was also facing a formidable enemy.

"Yes, yes." Paimon shook her petite body, her small chest was straight, her eyes were shining with stars, and she entered the state of preparation. She wanted to help the Luo people. After working day and night, she was already familiar with various steps. clear.

"I'm going to do it, I'll be gentle this time." Luo Ren took a deep breath, closed his eyes and rested his mind. After a moment, he opened his black eyes, looked straight ahead, and moved, with an afterimage.

"Hey...Master, please go ahead?"

"Okay☆" Luo Ren put his hand on the bag containing snow-like flour, and the thoughts in his head that he had calculated countless times became extremely clear.

The first is making noodles, which can be regarded as technical work. The ready-made pasta provided by the ordinary system tastes quite satisfactory, and it can score 97 points out of 99. If the Luo people want to make miraculous pasta, they must It is only necessary to achieve a score of [-] in the face-to-face step.

He evenly sprinkles the flour that simulates Longji Snow Mountain wheat grinding on the chopping board at the same height and looseness to ensure that it can continue to blend when it is poured with egg juice.

No need for him to say anything, Paimon silently handed over a silver bowl, which contained egg liquid that was beaten evenly and without any impurities or air bubbles. In addition to the extraordinary material of the eggs used, Paimon's basic skills also very deep.

The Luo people nodded slightly, and covered the layer of god-level flour with egg liquid in a steady manner. Suddenly, the two seemed to have a chemical reaction. It can be wrapped in every small grain of flour, which is amazing.

In addition to the extraordinary materials used for the flour, the eggs used for kneading the dough are equally precious. If the Luo people remember correctly, there is a high probability that this kind of eggs are produced by chickens that simulate the excellent environment somewhere in Mond City.

According to Paimon, this kind of chicken has undergone meticulous care that ordinary people would be jealous of in the higher plane "Food Land", which can be called a dimensionality reduction blow. The music of the law of life will fall asleep in the comfort of being massaged in the nest of spiritual energy at night.

Even when it lays eggs, there will be a special midwife to take out the eggs, and take care of them 24 hours a day until they are sent to the kitchen.

This kind of treatment, even the eggs are already full of spirituality, and at this moment, every microscopic flour particle can be fully wrapped without stirring...

The people of Luo waited until it was fully mixed, then added salt and olive oil before kneading the dough. They had to meet the standard of "with a tiger in your heart, smell the rose carefully".

That is, when kneading the dough vigorously, don’t forget to be gentle in the details, so as to ensure that every dough molecule can receive equal care. This is——

balanced.

Soon, the dough was kneaded into a round ball in Luo Ren's hands, without any bumps, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror, but this was only the first step.

"Ice magic." He said lightly.

"Yes!!" Paimon had been waiting by the side for a long time, wisps of azure blue cold air burst out from her little hands, and the cold air bloomed wisps of light spots like starbursts, and then wrapped the spherical dough, making the dough resemble It is a miniature version of the earth.

With the blessing of the system, she can use any magic on the Tivat continent in the store, but most of the time she uses these god-level magic to help the Luo people, such as now.

Like a consummate massage technician, she accurately grasps the reaction changes inside the dough, and accurately "wakes up" the dough at its peak state, endowing it with spirituality.

Then Luoren started the second step, his hands turned into afterimages, first threw the noodle ball in the air, then held the chef's knife in his hand, waved lightly in the air, the flow of time around the noodle ball seemed to slow down, and the noodle ball In an instant, the surface of the ball seemed to be covered with strands of silver thread.

His knife seems to be swung only once, but in fact it is the superposition of several knives. He has mastered this technique since he was a child, and it was taught to him by his father. After continuous practice, he can barely get started.

If he wants to make miracle pasta, he should almost use some bottom-of-the-box means.

Immediately afterwards, these silver threads solidified, and split into skins that were neither thick nor thin in an instant. When the skins were about to fall, they were held up by an invisible barrier as if they had touched a barrier. Suspended in the air.

This is the wind magic used by Paimon: wind disk.

There is a concept that must be implemented from the beginning to the end of the dough, that is, evenness, and the last step is no exception.

The Luo people sprinkled dry flour, and when the flour covered each piece of dough, Paimon's hand moved again, this time she manipulated the wind to roll up the dough and compact it.

"Then it's the last step..." Luo Ren muttered softly, and then secretly gathered his energy. The last knife will be the one that determines the final score of the noodles.

One stroke.

A pull.

The knife rustled as it cut through the air.

And the later rolls become multiple noodles, each noodle is equal in length and width, and there is no unevenness.

rustle...

When the noodles fell, the Luo people closed their eyes and rested their minds, while Paimeng on the side just took a silver plate, and then applied a layer of wind film on it, and put it in the steam room of the fountain of life, giving the pasta a boost. Therapeutic effect of vitality.

Then wait for 15 minutes and then you can start to try to make miracle pasta.

At this moment, the door opened, and a regular visitor walked in from outside.

She is wearing a pink dress, has cute fluffy pink ears, and smells like fruit alcohol...

Chapter 21 Chapter 21. Catwoman's Panting

"Welcome, is it the same pasta as usual?" Luo asked Diona with a smile.

"Well, it's troublesome. There are too many guests today, so I didn't even eat dinner. I was still thinking, if your tavern is closed, I will be hungry all night and eat tomorrow."

Diona's cheeks puffed up slightly. She was angry when she thought that the "mouth-tingling cocktail" that she made today was well received in the cat tail bar. Today, she was one step away from destroying the Mond Liquor Industry. .

"The door usually closes at nine o'clock in the evening, but today is different." Luo Ren silently glanced at Paimeng, who was observing the energy change of the pasta in the steam room of the Spring of Life, and said softly.

"Oh... is today a special day?" Diona wondered, usually the store manager does not smoke or drink, which is quite different from the drunkards who crowded in her store all day long. He is very principled and very A calm person, but today it is rare to extend the opening hours.

"We're going to launch a new product in the next few days. Mora has no problem with the start-up capital, and the next step is the research and development stage." Luoren thought for a while, concealed the system's task rewards, and answered with words that are more in line with life.

"Then, what do I need to do?" On the bar counter, Diona skillfully took a sip of the glass with iced lemonade, and said lightly.

When it comes to new products, she is calm on the surface, but her mouth is already secreting saliva. The pasta is delicious enough, so what kind of taste will the new products launch?She is looking forward to it.

"Just don't dislike it at that time." Luo Ren smiled playfully. He knew that in front of him was a cat girl who didn't like alcoholic drinks. To be honest, if the new product was vodka, it was very likely that she would take a bite of it right now. Super painful!

"Disgusting? Why... Could it be that the new product is..." Diona moved her ears vigilantly, and found that something was wrong, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the closet behind Luo Ren, which was full of various A place to sample a wide variety of famous wine bottles.

"Okay, don't make wild guesses. You will know when the time comes. Compared with this, the pasta this time may take a little longer. Can you wait?" Luo Ren asked, changing the subject.

"No problem. Speaking of which, you are really a mysterious man. I probably haven't asked your name yet?" Diona said, shaking the glass in her hand boredly.

"Luo Ren." Luo Ren smiled: "Although you may not know me, I know you very well☆"

"Huh? It seems like a perverted speech, but since it's you, it doesn't matter." Putting down the glass, Diona stretched her waist, lay comfortably on the clean bar table and asked casually: "Then tell me about me. What do you know about me?"

"Well... I won't tell you." After pondering for a while, Luo Ren smiled in a half-joking tone.

"Hmph!" Diona turned her head arrogantly, and stopped looking at Luo Ren.

The Luo people smiled and said nothing. There were many things in his mind about Diona, such as the reason why she wanted to destroy the Mond wine industry, her background, and her weaknesses. Think the other party is an idiot, the guards in the city will arrest him...

......

To Luo people's surprise, everything seemed to be a matter of course, and the first miracle pasta was made on the first try tonight.

Looking at the steaming pasta that was covered with sauce and exuding a dazzling golden light, he was slightly taken aback. Surprises always come inadvertently. This is the result of his almost continuous overnight stay for three days and three nights.

Paimon's blue-purple star pupils on the side also reflected the golden light. The plate of pasta was as bright as the sun. Just by taking a look at it, she couldn't move her eyes away. She had an urge to rush up and eat it up immediately. .

But this mood was still suppressed by her, because according to the master's intention, this plate of noodles was for Diona to eat, but...

She is so hungry...!

"I've been waiting for a long time." Luoren swallowed his saliva, forcibly restrained his impulsive mood with great perseverance, and put the miraculous pasta in front of Diona.

"This time... meow, meow..." Diona's originally calm cheeks blushed unconsciously, and her voice was as soft as a mother cat meowing.

She saw that this bowl of pasta was very different from usual, with a faint golden light blooming, and the alluring aroma was like a devil who seized the house, constantly seducing and tempting her young heart, and teasing the depths of her heart.

'God, is it really God...why can you feel the brilliance of divinity from cooking...'

She was immersed in the miraculous pasta and couldn't extricate herself, the indifferent expression on her face couldn't be maintained at all, and the colorful tail was swaying happily.

The Luo people didn't even dare to look at Diona's appearance while eating, turned around silently, and whispered to Paimeng: "There is still some noodles left, let's make a few more, as long as the miracle pasta is successfully made, I probably have a feeling for how to make it."

"Okay!" Paimon's ears pricked up due to disappointment, and the golden light in his star pupils was shining again.