Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

　　 Eaton, Golden Crown Hotel.

　　 "Sir, sir!" A boy with short brown hair and a round face with some freckles eagerly broke into the most expensive single room in the hotel.

　　 "How many times have you said, knock! Knock! Knock before you come in, John." The man sitting at the desk, holding a pen and writing something, turned his head back displeased.

　　 This well-dressed and simple man with a meticulous moustache, named Thomas Williams, is a writer and critic with considerable status in the Donner Empire.

　　 This writer mainly writes knight novels, as well as travel notes, recording local customs, allusions, scenery and food.

　　In the current review publications of the King's Capital Shuguang City and some big cities, one can often see his travel notes and comments.

　　 In the near future, Williams plans to visit Golden Oak City, the art capital of the southern part of the empire.

　　Experience the strong local artistic atmosphere, write travel notes, and find inspiration for your new novels.

　　 This afternoon, Williams, all the way south, passed by the little-known town of Eaton, and decided to take a rest here.

　　 "Sorry, sir!" Little John scratched the back of his head, but there was no shame.

　　 "What did you inquire about on the street?" Williams asked with a serious face.

　　 "There are many, sir!" Little John was in high spirits, "For example, in this town and some villages, a brand-new breeding technology has recently emerged that hybridizes edible monsters with similar domestic animals."

　　 "It is said that the second-generation pigs they raised with monster bristles and domestic pigs are not only easy to raise, but also have better meat quality than domestic pigs!"

　　 "Really? It sounds interesting, maybe we should stay here for one more day. However, those old scholars who study monsters should be more interested in this matter."

　　 Touching his moustache in Williams, thinking about monster hybridization.

　　 And little John’s mouth is not idle, he is still talking—

　　 "Sir, sir! I heard on the street that a restaurant named [Gonzalez's Wishing Restaurant] recently launched a new dish made from this hybrid pork. What is it called, crab meal, lion head!"

　　 "It's obviously made of pork and crab, but it's called lion head. Hahaha, it's strange, isn't it?"

　　 "Moreover, the locals here are full of praise for this dish. Many people even say that even the chefs of our king's capital, Shuguang City, can't make such a delicious dish."

　　 "However, I don't believe it, they must be bragging!"

　　Williams shook his head after hearing what little John said.

　　 "The inhabitants of the countryside have little insight. The so-called delicious food in their mouths may even look down upon the servants of the nobles in Dawn City."

　　 "That's it! When I told them this way, many people stood up and argued with me! I can't speak to them alone."

　　Speaking of this, little John's face was very upset.

　　 Williams twisted his mustache, thought for a while, then picked up the notebook on the table, stood up and walked out.

　　 "Let's go, John, go to Gonzalez's Wishing Restaurant and taste the taste of this crabmeat lion head."

　　 Although I do not agree with how delicious the dishes in this remote town can be.

　　 Since this dish can be praised by most people, coupled with the rather peculiar name, it is also worth a taste of Williams as a critic.

　　 "Oh! Mister, as expected! Hehe! Go and ask the chefs in the royal capital for an explanation!"

　　...

　　 Wishing Restaurant.

　　 The time now is approaching 5 pm.

　　 When Mr. Williams brought his little attendant John to the door of this restaurant, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

　　 The small restaurant is crowded with people, even the streets are full of people.

　　 Many people are sitting in front of the store with their own benches and chairs, holding various bowls in their hands, and the crowd occupies most of the street.

　　 "Borrow! Borrow! Please give me a favor!"

　　 Follower, Xiao John, took his owner with him, and squeezed into the restaurant with the strength of milking.

　　 Then, he spent another 5 silver nars to "buy" two positions from the **** of two very young mercenaries.

　　 The master and servant finally took their seats.

　　 The place I bought was originally a four-seater, and a local middle-aged couple sat opposite Mr. Williams.

　　 But Mr. Writer doesn't care about these things. He needs to interact with all kinds of people when he travels around. Sitting opposite to the two locals just happens to be convenient for communication.

　　 "Wife, today is your birthday, let's buy four crabmeat lion heads, and celebrate!" The husband of the middle-aged couple is Uncle Lucas who buys fruits.

　　 Today is his wife Julie’s birthday.

　　 "Bah, it's you glutton who wants to eat, so you have so many excuses." Julie glared at her husband.

Lucas smirked twice: "Wife, let me say that we will not only eat today, but we will have to eat two lion heads every month from now on, no, three! Hey, it’s almost okay to eat normally, the main reason is that we have to eat it. This lion head."

"Eat, eat! You die!" Julie didn't have a good temper, and then complained distressedly, "Gonzalez is really black this time, and a small dumpling is sold for 25%. A copper!"

　　 Julie feels distressed when she thinks of the price of a lion head.

　　 "My wife, you haven't tasted this lion head. If you eat it, you will never think that 25 coppers are expensive! To be honest, I think he sells it cheaply."

"Brother Don's craftsmanship, I don’t have to talk about it! Let’s not talk about it, the chefs in the royal capital are not as good as the younger brother! You said that if you want to eat a dish from the chef of the royal capital, how much money will it cost! We made it, absolutely made money!"

　　 Lucas is righteously defending the Wishing Restaurant and instilling common sense to our wife that our customers earn blood and sellers lose blood.

　　 Listening to the conversation of the opposite couple, Little John rolled his eyes.

Again!

　　, we are talking about the king again! Have you been to the Royal Capital! Have you tasted the dishes of the Royal Capital!

　　 However, because he had suffered a lot while debating with several locals in the street in the afternoon, little John has said nothing now.

　　 just thinking in my heart, after eating this lion head, if it is not delicious, we must find a way to let the husband write a comment to laugh at these unseen country folks!

　　 If it’s delicious...how could it be possible!

　　 The dishes made in the poor country, how could UU read www.uukanshu.com be delicious!

　　 Williams is not as small as his little follower. He silently listened to the conversation of the opposing couple, took out his notebook, and made some notes.

　　 "Mr and Madam, take the liberty to ask, how long has the crab meal lion head been launched in this shop?" As the Lucas couple stopped, Williams took the initiative to speak up.

　　 "Not much, only three days! Brother Donn only became the chef here three days ago!" Lucas replied readily.

　　 Three days?

　　Williams' pen nib paused.

　　 In three days, the store became overcrowded, and the crowded streets were full of people?

　　 This is too exaggerated.

　　 "Uh... has the business here always been so good?"

　　 "Of course not!" Uncle Lucas shook his head. "The business in this store was pretty good before, but it was never full of customers. Now it's crowded like this, it's all because of Brother Donne's crabmeat lion head!"

　　 Uh... well, it seems that things are so exaggerated.

　　Uncle Lucas is a familiarity, and once we talk, it’s not so easy to stop—

　　 "However, let me tell you sir, this shop will only be so crowded at around 5 pm and 6 pm now."

　　 "Because Brother Dorn said, crab noodles and lion heads are only sold for a limited time during this time, and while stocks last! At the same time, everyone has to line up to pick up the number. If there is no one sitting in the store, you can bring your own bowls and pack them."

　　 Williams' pen stopped completely.

　　 Just such a passage made the writer from the royal capital hear several unintelligible words!

　　 "Uh... what limited time sales, queue up for number, take bowls to pack?"