Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

　　 Limited-time sales, queuing up to pick up numbers, and take bowls to pack.

　　 Although there are several concocted words made up of normal words, Uncle Lucas casually explained two sentences, and Mr. Williams understood the specific meaning of these words.

　　At the same time, the writer's pen flew again, recording all these hearings.

　　 "Interesting, these practices are really fun, and very smart."

　　Williams kept nodding his head as he wrote, and after thinking about it, he already understood the specific meaning of these practices.

　　According to the locals, this crabmeal lion head dish is a little troublesome to make, it takes more than three hours.

　　 is sold for a limited time, concentrate the supply time of the dish, and make a large number of lion heads at once, which will undoubtedly save time.

　　 queuing to pick up the number, firstly, you can maintain the order in the store, secondly, the guests don't need to stand in line, as long as they get the number plate, they can sit and rest.

　　Finally, because the store is small and can't seat too many people, bringing bowls and packing can maximize sales.

　　 "That's not right, these are all thoughts by Brother Donne. Let me say that Brother Donne not only looks good, but also has a clever mind and good cooking skills, that's it..."

　　 "Occasionally, my mental state is not very good, and I can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, otherwise I really want him to be my son-in-law. Tsk, it's a pity." Lucas smacked his lips regretfully.

　　 "Do we have a daughter? Just be a son-in-law? I don't think you can distinguish fantasy from reality." Aunt Julie gave her husband a stern look.

　　 While the group of people at the table was chatting hotly, Mr. Gonzalez at the counter cleared his rough and soft voice:

　　 "Crab noodles and lion heads are boiling, guest number one, please come to pick up your meal."

　　 Immediately, a man with the appearance of a businessman stood up from the corner of a table, took a small wooden sign, and took a lion head at the counter.

　　 "Sir, sir, we are number six." Little John shook the wooden sign of the same pattern in his hand.

　　 This was left by the two young mercenaries who had collected 5 silver narratives just now. At first, Little John didn't understand the use of the wooden sign, but now he understands that it is a voucher to take the meal.

　　 "No. 2 Yo."

　　 "Number Three..."

　　 kept calling until the sixth, little John happily brought back two crab noodles and lion heads from the counter, because Mr. writer is not short of money, there are four in a bowl.

　　 In the light but not too few soup, there are two tender and round meat **** floating on top, with golden crab roe inlaid on top, and boiled small green vegetables on the side as garnish.

　　 "It's a dish I have never seen before, but it looks good, and the meat is very fragrant, which is much better than expected."

　　Mr. Williams is also a professional critic in terms of food. The color and fragrance of this dish have exceeded his expectations by a lot.

　　 Mr. Writer gracefully picked up the spoon, took out a small lion head, and delivered it to his mouth.

　　 Crab meal, lion head, white meat and red meat ratio is just right, tender and not fatty.

　　 The slightly sticky broth is soaked, which enriches the texture of the meatballs.

　　 With a slight chewing, the lion head will naturally dissolve, and the fresh sweetness of river crab and the fresh aroma of meat are mixed together, forming a wonderful tongue-tip experience!

　　 Just a sip, Williams felt as if something hit his heart!

　　 is so delicious! So delicious!

　　 Mr. Writer has eaten too many good things, but this crabmeal lion head is definitely the top of the things he has eaten.

　　 can be compared with it, only the dishes made by the royal chefs in Dawn City serving the royal family!

　　 Slightly freed from the shock brought by the food, Williams looked around him.

　　 My classmate, Little John, was eating a big bite with joy, and his face was full of happiness, completely forgetting that the purpose of his trip was to find a place for the chefs in the royal capital.

　　 "Hmm... it's delicious! It's so delicious!" Little John sighed heartily again.

　　 To put it simply, it means to cast an enemy on the spot.

　　 The lion heads of the two couples opposite have also been taken, and the couple's food looks a bit vulgar, almost gobbled up.

　　 "Lucas, I think you are right. This meat dumpling only sells 25 copper balls, we really make a lot of money! From now on, I will eat three every month, no, four lion heads!"

　　 "Hmm! Hiss! Hmm!" Uncle Lucas kept talking, just responding to his wife with such an incomprehensible voice.

　　Four crabmeal lion heads were down, Williams took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

　　 Then he stood up, walked to the counter, straightened his waist, and took the initiative to talk to Gonzalez who was heavily makeup.

　　 "This sir, the crabmeat lion head in your restaurant is very delicious. I would like to meet the chef who made this delicacy, thank him in person, and ask him a few questions."

"[If you taste an egg and think it's delicious, why know the hen who laid the egg?], sorry, sir. There are many people who want to see Little Donne in the past two days, but they are all rejected by him. Yes, I think you may be no exception."

　　 "A very philosophical sentence."

　　 Williams opened his notebook and jotted down these words quickly, then took out something from his arms, pressed it on the counter, and said sincerely:

　　 "But I really want to see him."

　　 What he pressed on the counter was a golden kinnal!

　　 "This is the meeting fee I gave him. Although...a bit cheesy, it represents my sincerity." Williams added.

　　 When he said this, Mr. Writer's face was a little shaken, and he even felt a bit reckless in his act of paying for the money.

　　 Although the other party is a chef who lives in a small place, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but thinking that Mr. Donne has such an extraordinary cooking skills, would he be an expert living in the countryside?

　　 The kind that doesn't care about money at all.

　　 or a little more serious, you may feel that you are taking money to insult him.

　　 "This... sir, wait a moment." Gonzalez took a breath while looking at the Kinnar, put down his work, and ran all the way to the kitchen.

　　 After a while, the manager ran out again.

　　 "Little Don, he said, I can see you!"

　　 After hearing the affirmative answer, Mr. Writer breathed a sigh of relief. This reclusive chef was surprisingly approachable.

　　 With a Jinnar meeting fee, Mr. Writer successfully got the opportunity to enter the kitchen and meet Don.

　　 Before leaving the counter, he also took out a few silver nars as a tip for Gonzalez.

　　 I can’t make the manager happy.

　　In the kitchen.

　　Dorn picked up the last pot of crab noodles lion head. After this pot is divided, today the lion head is officially in the state of being sold out.

　　 The workload in the kitchen is also reduced instantly.

　　Vivian was standing beside Donne, twisting her waist and relaxing her limbs. The busy day she was doing lion heads just exhausted her.

　　 "Excuse me, are you Mr. Donne?" Williams, with a moustache and a simple but elegant dress, walked into the kitchen and paid a gentleman's salute to Donne.

　　 "Well, I am, hello sir."

　　 When the two of them met each other, their own thoughts emerged in their hearts.

　　Williams: Is this a chef whose culinary skills rival the Royal Chef? Looks too young!

　　Dorn: Is this the big dog who wants to see me with a Kinnar? Looks rich!