Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

The next day, Eaton’s morning market.

Farmers and small vendors gathered here early, and the fruits and vegetables covered with morning dew were placed in various stalls. Sometimes, people dressed as fishermen were selling trout and river crabs.

Chen Yu folded his arms and walked slowly in the morning market. The early morning sun fell on him, but he could not feel the slightest warmth. He now only feels cold hands and feet, top-heavy, and weak footsteps.

Yes, Chen Yu, who had a physical fitness comparable to that of a horned rabbit, fell ill under the bridge hole all night.

"Brother with terrible expression, can you have an apple?"

When passing by a fruit stall, the middle-aged stall owner with a beard yelled like this.

The stall owner used the official Donat language of the Donat Empire, but when Chen Yu wandered around at Eaton yesterday, he discovered that he could use this unfamiliar language proficiently and could also read and write Donat.

The specific reason is unknown.

However, Chen Yu has a feeling that this ability to recognize language and characters seems to be incidental to the process of [creating a character].

"Thank you, I don't want it for the time being." Chen Yu looked at the red apple in the hand of the stall owner, and couldn't help licking his chapped lips. "By the way, can you tell me which restaurant is the most popular in Eaton? ?"

Find a restaurant, with your own craftsmanship and 100-point cooking points, you can be a chef without any problems. In this way, at least you can feed yourself in this world first.

"Brother, see that you are from outside. Eaton’s most famous restaurant is Gonzalez’s Wishing Restaurant. If you want to have a good meal, you can go there."

"Wish...restaurant?"

"Yes, it's a weird name?" The stall owner grinned, "Gonzalez's new strange name was changed last year. According to him, a wishing goblin lived in his kitchen and wanted to eat. Just make a wish and the goblin will do it right away."

"So amazing?"

If there are any wishing fairies in this restaurant, it seems that you don't need to be a cook like yourself.

But Chen Yu is still curious, how good are the dishes made by the fairy? How does it compare to own craft?

"Hahaha! Of course it's not so magical." The uncle laughed happily. "These are all lie that Gonzalez made up, the purpose is to let more people go to him for dinner with curiosity. But then again. , His food is still quite delicious. Coupled with this rumor, more people go. That guy has a good business mind, isn't he?"

"So, can you tell me how to get to the Wishing Restaurant?" Chen Yu nodded thoughtfully.

"Go straight along this road, turn left when you reach the end and you will see it."

"Thank you, uncle."

Wish restaurant?

It sounds really gimmicky.

...

Gonzalez's Wishing Restaurant.

Owner Gonzalez is a strong man, wearing a rather revealing vest on his upper body, which directly shows his muscular figure. However, on his face, he can see thick lipstick and blush, as well as long eyelashes that have been carefully groomed to shine.

Rough and coquettish have two qualities that are completely unmatched, and the fierce collision and fusion on his body makes it hard not to leave a deep impression.

However, the people in Eaton seem to have become accustomed to Gonzalez's dress.

Since there is still a long time before lunch, and there are no guests in the restaurant now, Gonzalez is standing behind the bar, wiping a wine glass boredly.

At this moment, a weak young man walked in slowly at the door of the store. He had black hair and black eyes, and his face was pale, and he looked depressed, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Yeah, what do you want to eat, this delicate and weak brother?" Gonzalez greeted him enthusiastically with his unique voice that was rugged and inexplicably shy.

"You still lack... lack..." The black-haired and black-eyed young man held his chest with his hands, but was still trembling, and it was extremely difficult to speak, as if he was sick.

Puff!

The young man fell to the ground before he finished speaking.

"Hey! Brother! Brother!" Gonzalez hurriedly ran out from behind the bar.

...

The head is still heavy.

But it doesn't seem to be so cold anymore.

Chen Yu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the old wooden ceiling.

Looking around again, Chen Yu found that he was in a completely unfamiliar room. He was lying on the bed, covered with a clean bedding.

The layout of the room is far from luxurious, but it is exquisite. You can see some exquisite and lovely small ornaments on the bedside table, dressing table, and wardrobe.

"Why am I in a girl's room?" Chen Yu barely sat up from the bed.

At this time, the wooden door on one side opened with a creak, and a strong man who looked more than 190 came in with a pottery bowl cautiously.

What doesn't match the figure of the strong man is the heavy, feminine makeup on his face. This combination of sturdiness and gorgeousness gave Chen Yu, who had just woke up, a strong sense of shock.

Fortunately, there are all kinds of people on earth, and how to dress is the freedom of others. Chen Yu adapts to the Vajra Barbie, or Barbie Vajra, quickly.

"I hate you, brother, this is my boudoir." The strong man said, don't know why, he seemed very happy to hear Chen Yu's words.

"Your... boudoir?" Chen Yu looked at the strong man up and down, and he remembered in a daze. It seemed that when he stepped into the wishing kitchen, he saw the person in front of him in a daze, "Mr. Gonzalez?"

"Yes, I'm Yo, brother, don't need to see outside, I like you the most fragile teenager, you can directly call me Maria Yo." Gonzalez smiled and sat down beside Chen Yu .

Maria... Isn't this obviously a female name?

"Uh... OK, Mr. Gonzalez."

"Oh, roar." Gonzalez covered his mouth and snickered, and did not continue the above topic. "Brother, you are on the second floor of my restaurant right now. By the way, you don't know what your name is, brother? "

"Name? My name is... Don. Well, my name is Don."

For Dona, the pronunciation of "Chen Yu" is undoubtedly strange. To be on the safe side, using the name Donn sent by the system can undoubtedly avoid a lot of trouble.

From today, I will be called Dorn...

Although the name is just a code name, it may be in Otherworld now, and it can be called anything.

But just thinking about it this way, Chen Yu, no, Dorn felt a little inexplicably sad, as if he had officially finished bidding farewell to the past.

"Brother Donne?"

"Ah, ah. I'm sorry I just thought of something else."

"It's okay, I like the teenagers who can think seriously. By the way, why are you here for me? You didn't seem to be coming for dinner yesterday morning."

"Yesterday? I have slept for a day?"

"Yes, I saw the doctor for you last night. He said that your body is not in a serious condition, but that you are a little weaker. You will recover after taking a rest and conditioning."

In other words, Gonzalez not only took care of the fainted self, but also took the initiative to ask a doctor for himself.

This macho is really a good person to do this to a stranger who has never known each other.

"Thank you, Mr. Gonzalez. Well, I came to the wishing kitchen yesterday to ask if you need help here, such as cooking or something."

"That's it." Gonzalez put his thick fingers on his chin, thinking, "I don't need cooking, but I really lack someone to help entertain the guests. Do you want to come to work here? "

"Well, yes." Dorn nodded without hesitation.

Although Dorn's original intention was to be a chef, in fact, as long as he has food and housing, he can do anything.

And with his craftsmanship, he only needs to find an opportunity to show his hand, I believe it is not difficult to change from a hospitality job to a chef.

"Yeah, I like the teenagers who are willing to work hard. From today on, we will be good partners!" Gonzalez winked at Dorne. "You just fainted in front of my store. But it frightened me. Fortunately, I wake up now. Let's have some porridge, ah-open your mouth and I'll feed you."

"Uh, no more hey...thank you."

Although Mr. Gonzalez's sudden enthusiasm for feeding requests made Renn frightened, his gratitude to this brawny man was from the heart.

Without Gonzalez, it would be a question of whether Donne could wake up again after he fainted.

Since he had been hungry for a long time, and the body's need for food after he fell ill, Donn did not pretend, and took the pottery bowl from Gonzalez.

This is a bowl of bacon porridge, which seems to be made only with white rice and a kind of bacon. The porridge is very sticky, steaming, and looks good. It looks very suitable for the patient of Dorn.

The taste is so-so. The bacon in the porridge is moderately salty and flexible. Against the background of the taste of bacon, the white rice that was supposed to have a faint taste also has a little more flavor.

With Dorn's feeling, he can give a C-level dish level.

Because of Dorn's [Intuitiveness of Ingredients], he can also rank the dishes. The lowest level is F level. In Dorn’s perception, dishes of this level are equivalent to pig food.

Going up is E-grade, which is unpalatable and hard to swallow.

D grade, barely able to eat.

Grade C, the taste is fair.

Of course, this is the subjective feeling of a 100-point cooking person like Donne, and ordinary people are certainly not so harsh on food.

When Dorn was walking around in Eaton City yesterday and this morning, he also saw a lot of food. Just looking at him can feel it. Most of these foods belong to F and E grades, and even D grades are rare, but everyone Still eating with relish.

Therefore, for the average person, C-level dishes should already be commendable and delicious.

After eating a bowl of bacon porridge, Dorn regained some energy and strength.

System reminder: 【Predator】The effect is triggered and the physique attribute is enhanced.

Dorn opened the own attribute panel, his physique really ascending a bit, even his own blood volume has become 110.

It seems that this bowl of bacon porridge is still a magic dish.

Surprise joy!

Dorn flipped the porridge in his hand and found out another bacon with a spoon.

According to [Intuitive Ingredients], Dorn quickly obtained information about the ingredients for this piece of bacon.

"Mr. Gonzalez, could you please tell me what this bacon porridge is made of." Donne asked knowingly.

"Ah, ah, what is it made of? I... I don't know?" Gonzalez was a little confused by this sudden question.

"Then who made this bacon porridge?"

"This...this..." Gonzalez hesitated, then smiled bitterly, "Since you are going to work with me, these things should be explained to you clearly, but you will not You believe me."

"Wishing Fairy?"

"So you heard the people in the town tell a very bizarre story, right? Everyone always treats what I say as a joke." Gonzalez scratched his head, the look on his face a bit complicated.

Looking at his reaction, Dorn felt that the wishing goblin might not be as simple as a marketing method.

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