Furry has a good freshman gourmet restaurant

"An Ke!"

Mrs. Ivy was much more enthusiastic than the first time they met, and gave An Ke a big hug. This was all due to the correspondence between the two over the past few months. Regarding food, their views are always unexpected Fittingly, Mrs. Ivy is still a qualified food critic even in a continent where the food is not well developed.

An Ke was a little out of breath from being hugged, turned her head and smiled helplessly at the dragon, and then gently hugged his pen pal: "Madam, wait, I'm a little out of breath."

Furry's tone was a little bewildered. Ivy probably remembered that Anke's face was covered with glutinous rice flour before, so she laughed heartily, and then pushed the person next to her.

"Come on, An Ke, let's meet a chef who loves food as much as we do—Midala."

It was only then that An Ke noticed that the person next to Mrs. Ivy was tall and thin, with slightly sunken cheeks, wearing a long robe, with the corners of his mouth down, looking a little serious. An Ke immediately thought of him Former physics teacher.

Oops, what happened to this sudden sense of fear, he seemed to have seen physics formulas floating in the sky.

So, under the influence of the giant dragon, Furry, who was no longer so afraid of the strong man, suddenly became cowardly again, and said "Hello" in a tone that both the brave and the giant dragon could sense something was wrong.

Madam Ivy turned her head again at this moment: "Ah, Midara, this is the chef of Vitrulu——Anke."

Midara, who had been expressionless, finally loosened up, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he replied stiffly, "Hello". It didn't look very enthusiastic, but the short and fat man next to Midara was extremely enthusiastic, listening Immediately after arriving at Vitrulu, I became interested.

"It's the chef Vitrulu!"

"It's the talented chef who is considered by everyone to be able to compete with Midara." Speaking of this, the short and fat man seemed to be aroused to share, "Midala has been winning for several years in a row, and this year finally has I found an opponent, which Midara has been waiting for for a long time."

Faced with this kind of familiarity, An Ke was a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, the man's solo performance, Xiu Ming, did not last long, and Midara quickly inserted into the gap between the two, interrupting the scene. After a lively conversation, he said goodbye briefly and pulled the man away from the yard.

"Okay, An Ke, you should be tired."

Madam Ivy greeted the butler while talking: "Rest first, let's relax today, tomorrow we need to go to the central square to allocate the competition venue in advance."

Mrs. Ivy has given him a brief introduction to the rules of the competition. It is very simple. Chefs need to share their delicacies in the central square. At the end of the day, whoever gets the most votes will be the final winner.

Of course, this is beneficial to An Ke. After all, the name of the gourmet restaurant has spread to a large extent, but Midara's strength is also good, and there are a group of fanatical fans in the mainland.

Early in the morning, a group of people rushed to the central square. As expected of the royal city, even the surrounding buildings are much more luxurious than Vitrulu, and there are even some delicacies comparable to the food in the real world, such as a piece of cream cake lying in the dessert shop , although there are not many fruit decorations, the cream is dense and delicate, and the cake is soft, which is not easy in another world.

"Claire, try this, it's delicious."

An Ke swallowed the last bite of the cake and decided to bring some back to the food hall staff.

As soon as Clear took it, Midala's assistant leaned over, smiling so that the fat on his face tightened a bit: "Ah, this is made by our Midala, isn't it delicious? It's one of his masterpieces."

The tone was endlessly proud. An Ke really felt that it was amazing to be able to make cream without inspiration. It was him, talking non-stop all the way, while Midala still kept her lips down and said nothing.

An Ke couldn't bear it anymore, and tugged on the sleeve of the giant dragon: "Clear, he can speak so well."

The dragon was a little helpless, and patted Anke's right ear lightly: "Come out from here."

Today's itinerary is moderate. During the day, I will get used to my booth in the square. Coincidentally, An Ke's booth is opposite to Midala. At night, I will go to the palace to meet the king and discuss the game by the way.

The significance of the gourmet feast is to encourage chefs to be more innovative and enrich the food culture of the mainland. An Ke is not afraid of innovation. Any dish in the world is considered innovative for mainlanders. The biggest The problem is to choose dishes that are more acceptable to people.

This makes An Ke a little bald. Speaking of the tastes of mainlanders, it is really hard to think about it. The main reason is that they have too little contact with food. An Ke has no way of knowing whether they can quickly accept new tastes, and the competition has the most regulations. Launched three dishes, one of which was an innovative dish, and An Ke gave the place to the sweet and sour pork ribs that were selling well, and the milk tea that could be added with small ingredients after a wave of bonuses.

The last delicacy, no, it should be said to be a lot of delicacy, An Ke had a bold idea, made a pot of soup base with various spices from the mainland, and wove a few bamboo baskets with bamboo from the space.

That's right, he decided to sell improved maocai in another world, they can choose the dishes, and the final taste is up to them to choose, sometimes the food that they want may be more attractive.

In fact, this approach is a bit risky. Anke needs to develop a suitable soup base in a relatively short period of time, but fortunately, the spices in the mainland are strong, and the appropriate ratio is found. Spicy maocai, maocai made according to the taste of mainlanders is more delicious, and you can choose according to your taste.

On the day of the competition, the central square was very lively, with well-prepared parade teams, energetic patrol teams and all kinds of delicious food. On the right side of the central square is the spare kitchen of the chefs. Almost all the chefs are in it. The assistant was in front of the booth, only An Ke was still standing at the entrance of the booth, setting up a big pot, leaving the dragon to watch, while he and the brave man began to prepare the dishes.

"Look, it's all fancy."

Midara's assistant rolled his eyes, watching the person opposite set up a pot and a shelf full of various vegetables and meat, feeling a little disdainful.

"I don't see any technical content at all."

And Midala still had no extra expressions, but his eyes lit up when he looked at the opposite booth. He seemed to have sensed the ending after participating in several food feasts.

Intuition told him that the boy opposite was indeed a rare genius.

The sky was getting brighter, and there were more and more people in the central square. Some people were running straight to Midala's booth. They were a few fanatical fans, and the girl held up her skirt to say hello to Midala.

"I finally see you again! What kind of delicious food did you bring me this year?"

Being able to bring a sense of expectation to others has always been an honor for Midala, and it is also the happiest thing for him as a chef.

"Good morning, miss."

Midala's voice was rare and no longer hard, like ice water flowing down from the mountains slowly melting, cold but clear and free of impurities.

"It's a cake made with black tea and snowflake oil."

When explaining the food production, Midala seemed to be a different person, dedicated and serious: "Usually snowflake oil is spread on top of the cake, but the sausage gave me inspiration. The cake is used as the casing, and the snowflake oil is the meat filling. Black tea powder is added to the cake wrapping. Putting snowflake oil on it is like opening a gift box, the appearance is exquisite, and the gift inside is even more pleasing."

The girls swallowed, and were successfully attracted by Midala's description.

Sure enough, the cake is fluffy and has the aroma of black tea, and the snowflake oil adds a little bit of fruit, which relieves the sweetness and greasy taste, and it tastes sweet and delicious.

Quite a few people gathered in front of Midala's booth. The short and fat man glanced at An Ke who was still lighting the fire, but he didn't like it. Soon he found that the people who tasted the Midala cake had Had a drink from the booth opposite.

And it seems that someone has finally started to develop a super sense of smell.

A tall man who just took the cake exclaimed in surprise: "It smells so good!"

These two words seemed to have some kind of magical switch. A group of people were instantly attracted by this strange fragrance. It was a strange but alluring fragrance, and they spit continuously when they smelled it.

"It's the stall opposite!"

At this time, the soup in the pot has boiled and started to bubble, and the fragrance is coming from here.

When An Ke looked up again, he was shocked to find that there were suddenly many people in front of him. Some of them raised their heads and looked curiously at the cauldron at their door.

"Wow, what kind of food is this?"

The brave man who had known it well for a long time came out to explain to everyone how to eat and demonstrate, while An Ke continued to stir-fry the ribs, intending to finish all the morning's amount.

"You need to choose the dishes on the shelf and put them in the pot to cook."

Leo picked up the vegetables in the small pot while talking, and then poured all the vegetables into the bamboo baskets placed on the side of the pot. Put it in front of several people.

"You can try it."

Pick up a piece of meat and put it in your mouth, and the aroma explodes. If Midala's cake makes people fall into a sweet dream, Anke's maocai pulls people back, and the brain and taste are all awakened. Realistic, then aroused, energized.

"too delicious!"

"It's a soup base full of magic."

In an instant, the vegetable rack was full of people, all vying to choose their favorite dishes first, and the giant dragon was forced to come out to maintain order.

"Line up! Everyone line up!"

The news of the strange new dishes in the central square spread instantly, and more people flocked to the central square, expecting to taste the delicacies prepared by the legendary talented chef.

Anke's maocai brought this year's gourmet feast to an early end, and the number of votes was obvious. Mrs. Ivy, who had heard the news a long time ago, came to congratulate in advance, and the assistant who was still screaming at her booth before tasted Anke's maocai Convinced, remembering the incident where I boasted before my boss didn't even open his mouth, I suddenly felt that the spring sunset seemed to be a little sunburnt, making people's faces hot.

"Congratulations, you are a strong opponent."

Midala gave An Ke a cake with snowflake oil, and sincerely congratulated her, with a rare smile on her face.

"God, our Midara actually smiled at outsiders."

Midara instantly restrained her smile again. After a few days of contact, An Ke knew that Midara was not what he appeared to be at all. He was just too obsessed with making delicious food. Even looking at his sunken cheeks, he still felt that this Is a kind elder.

"Thank you, I will enjoy your food well."

"Maybe we will have more opportunities to cooperate in the future."

Midara was stunned for a moment, glanced at Mrs. Ivy, and finally understood the meaning of the boy. The partner who opened the food restaurant in Wangcheng has been found. This is the plan of the two for many years. Food will definitely become richer and more delicious.

The awards ceremony was held in the evening, the half moon rose, and the central square was still lively. The king was reading the oath on the stage. An Ke had already changed out of his competition uniform, waiting to go on stage to receive his medal of honor.

The golden medal glowed faintly, and there were two blue gemstones dotted on the edge. The stage was dark, and occasionally conversations would fall into An Ke's ears.

"It's amazing, there are a lot of vegetarian food in the food made by this chef today."

"Ah, I actually think plump and juicy vegetables are much tastier than some meat."

"No, the dwarf bear meat is sandwiched with mushrooms, and the combination of meat and vegetables is also super delicious!"

"Speaking of which, I am indeed a chef who can make potions. Now I feel like I can duel with a giant dragon."

An Ke made a tour, and it was better than expected. The mainlanders seemed to be expecting An Ke to bring them more delicacies. The hopeful face was warmed yellow by the light. Meet the eyes of the dragon and the brave.

Of course, all this is thanks to Klier and the staff in the gourmet restaurant who have contributed silently.

It won't be too long, maybe half a year, maybe a few months, Wangcheng will usher in a new restaurant and a new beginning just like Vitrulu.

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The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the full text. There are still many shortcomings in the first part of Jinjiang, but I will definitely work hard.