Interstellar Food God [System]

That day, Modi drove Mo Fei for two hours on the [-]th Road, and finally under the guidance of Mo Fei, he arrived at an area similar to a village in the city. The cheapest hotel was [-] federal dollars a day, and a dinner for two people At seventy, Modi felt his heart was bleeding when he saw that the change in his savings was gone.

Dinner is more expensive than accommodation, and Modi is helpless.When he went out to eat, he found that although the food sold in the small convenience store was cheap, it was something like meal replacement powder, which cost one yuan a tube. It seemed to be the most common food, but it was obviously not delicious.

Modi didn’t know whether it was an infusion or something in the hospital, and he hadn’t eaten. He really didn’t want himself—and he was still with his son—in this era, the first meal he ate was something like sesame paste, so Smiling, he asked the store manager: "Hello, are there any buns sold around here?"

The store manager pointed to the side with a blank expression: Chinese flavor - crab powder Xiaolongbao taste nutrition.

"..." The corner of Modi's mouth twitched, "I don't mean nutritional supplements, I mean real buns." He even made a circle, "It has skin and stuffing, and it's hot."

The store manager finally raised his eyes to glance at him, deadpan: "Isn't it hot when the hot water is poured? There are no steamed buns in this area, you go out and look for them!"

Modi: "..."

What has he gotten into.

Modi took Mo Fei to find a hotel for another hour. As he walked, he realized more and more that his current situation was really bad.

He recalled several suspicious points he found when he checked his personal information account.

First, as a veteran, he not only did not arrange to change jobs, but also met the lowest level of injury standards, but he did not receive a penny of subsidies every month.Second, as a federal citizen, he used to work for the country, but he didn't even have medical insurance, not to mention any benefits like five social insurances and one housing fund. insurance and benefits.Third, his kinship is only Mo Fei. It's fine if he doesn't have brothers and sisters. It's a bit strange that he doesn't even have parents.

Was he cloned by someone?Did it pop out of a rock?

Finally, he found a colorful restaurant similar to a fast food restaurant in a fairly prosperous area.There is a big sign on the door: This restaurant eliminates ready-made ingredients, all food is made on-site, hygienic, transparent, delicious and nutritious, giving you the experience of a high-end restaurant!

Modi was stunned for a while, and then he wondered silently in his heart: Is the rest processed in the factory, sent directly to the restaurant, and eaten directly after being heated in the microwave?That's not fresh.

He led Mo Fei to walk in, but Mo Fei grabbed him and whispered, "Dad, it's very expensive here."

"How expensive?" There's no way a fast food restaurant can cost more than a hundred.

Mo Fei compared a number, and Modi laughed and rubbed his head: "It's rich."

Having said that, Modi sighed in his heart, and he didn't know when he would be able to remove the name of his poor, disabled father.

Unexpectedly, when Modi entered the door, he was taken aback.The automatic door opened, a beautiful and lively cat girl, and a handsome and charming canine boy, both with fluffy ears and fluffy tails, came together from left to right, and said to them in unison joyfully: " welcome!"

The voices of the two are pleasant, with electronic sounds. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that they are two robots!

Maybe it was because seeing the two men, the cat girl robot immediately stepped forward, took them into the restaurant and took a seat. With a sweep of the finger, an electronic screen appeared in front of Modi and the two of them. The cat girl robot said cheerfully: "Chinese cuisine, There are European cuisine, American cuisine, and Southeast Asian cuisine, what would you like to order?"

Modi was taken aback by her "meow", thinking that this era is really magical.

It is estimated that Modi’s family is Asian, and they usually eat Chinese cuisine. Mo Fei ordered the cheapest fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, which cost 35 federal currency. Modi also misses Chinese food, and ordered the same price of shiitake mushrooms. Chicken Claypot Rice.

One is cheap, and the other is to examine the tastes of people in this era, and how much the taste of ordinary Chinese food has changed.

"Okay, here's the order for you meow!" The cat girl tilted her head and winked, made a playful gesture of greeting with her cat's paw on the pad, and pointed to the side cheerfully, "Your dishes are prepared by us The celebrity chefs are preparing, welcome to visit meow!"

Modi's two seats were relatively sideways, and it was only then that they noticed that many customers around were looking in one direction, obviously admiring that celebrity chef.Modi then moved his chair a bit to widen his field of vision.

A table of more than 20 meters folded into three sections surrounds four robots wearing soft white chef hats. The four robots wear aprons inside and leather jackets on the outside. It is not a foreign trade of humans, it seems to be four prepared A large snow-white capsule on stage.The whole body is smooth and reflective, with eyes as big as mung beans, a bright and silly smile, and four arms, all of which are working very fast.

The robot in the middle received the order from Modi and his son, and smiled brilliantly at them with eight teeth. Modi was blinded for two seconds.Surrounding the chef robot are two stoves, two ovens, and a dozen pots, large and small, on the shelf behind it, dazzling.

I saw the chef robot slamming a cool dance move, brushing away the leather jacket, which turned out to be a space with a glass cover, filled with rows of cooking utensils like knives, forks, swords, and halberds. The robot quickly pulled out a knife , two out of four hands, cutting shredded meat, shredded bamboo shoots, shredded carrots like lightning... so fast that it is difficult for the human eye to keep up, and then with a big wave of his hand, all the ingredients flew into the air, like jumping into the dragon gate in line , crackling, neatly stacked in a few small white dishes.

The other two hands of the chef robot, holding the pan in one hand and holding the shovel in the other, opened the other side of the leather jacket. It was also a glass cover with backlight, filled with hundreds of different seasonings.

The chef robot came out with a bottle of oil and began to flip it over beautifully. The shiny oil swirled to the center of the pot with absolutely equal intervals.After a while, the chef robot waved his hand again, and the prepared ingredients flew up in line again and fell into the pot. The robot was cooking while weighing the pot, and the moist ingredients flew up and down with its movements. , Even adding the seasoning is done by flying, it is so handsome that people want to take it home directly.

The customers around watched intently and whispered: "It seems to be the latest generation of chef robots. I heard that the performance is much better than the previous generation. Adding a recipe to the software costs dozens of federal dollars."

The other shook his head while eating and sighed: "Sure enough, it is better than our robot. Not to mention the variety of dishes, the taste is also good."

Another man raised his orchid fingers, twirled his mustache, and complained: "Oh, things like chef robots are updated too fast, software and recipes come out several times a day, and now they can't be pirated. It’s not easy to eat something good.”

Everyone agreed.

Modi stared at the robot's movements, narrowed his eyes, thoughtful, and after a while, as if he understood something, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

At this time, the lights above were flickering, and the four chef robots twisted up while cooking, like a group of Hawaiian beauties, and then sang the popular song that was popular on the street just now, with perfect harmony and perfect handwork, everything was standard , perfect, the precision of the machine, so powerful that it is breathtaking.

The meals for Modi and his son were quickly delivered by waiter robots. There are four waiter robots in total. This robot looks like a shy and simple girl next door, with ponytails, black-rimmed glasses, blushing face and a shy smile.

Modi thanked her, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of shiitake mushrooms and put it in his mouth. The delicious taste of oyster sauce spread immediately. The shiitake mushrooms were soft and elastic, delicious and delicious. It can be said that it is 35 yuan. It is a good food to eat such a delicacy cheap.It can be seen from Mo Fei's reaction that the other dish is also very good, his little face is almost buried in the bowl.

"Xiao Fei," Modi frowned and thought, and asked him, "Are all the cooks now robots, and no one is a chef?"

He spent most of his life studying and studying culinary skills. He even studied sculpture, painting, history reading, and ancient Chinese recipes in order to learn cooking. He even almost got a degree in psychology... He was asked to change his career to do something else , he also has a lot, but he really can't find any one that makes him willing to study for a lifetime like cooking.

Fortunately, Mo Fei reluctantly raised his head and replied, "Yes!" A plump white grain of rice stuck to the tip of his nose, "However, anyone who can be a chef is too good! Are you still human?"

"The social status of a top chef is very high, especially if he is still good-looking, he will be more famous than any simple singer and movie star. Ordinary people can't enjoy the food cooked by the chef at all, they have to go to the most high-end restaurants."

His last word was particularly emphasized, and Modi smiled with relief: "That's good, since this is the case, let's find a most exclusive restaurant tomorrow and try it."

What he meant was to apply for a job, but Mo Fei understood it as going to eat and try, and was stunned for a moment, his hair seemed to stand on end in fright, and he waved his hands quickly: "No no no no, no need dad! It's too expensive Now, artificial things, no matter what, the price has to be increased by ten times!"

"Oh," Modi's eyes seemed to be piled up with gold, shining brightly, "That means he is still making money!"

He has no relatives and no reason to raise children, so he needs money.

Mo Fei was shocked: "..."

What exactly does dad mean, what exactly does he want to do?

He suddenly remembered an Earth Age idiom taught in school: You don't know what's going on.

It's really "I don't understand, but it seems to be very powerful"...