Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

Time-limited sales, queuing up to pick up numbers, and take-away bowls.

Although there were a few coined words made up of normal words, Uncle Lucas explained a few sentences casually, and Mr. Williams understood the specific meaning of these words.

At the same time, Mr. Writer's pen fluttered again, recording all these hearings.

"Interesting, these practices are really interesting, and very clever."

Williams kept nodding while writing, and after thinking about it for a while, he already understood the specific meaning of these practices.

According to the locals, this dish of lion head with crab powder is a bit troublesome to make, and it takes more than three hours.

Time-limited sales, focusing on the supply time of this dish, and making a large number of lion heads at one time will undoubtedly save time.

Queuing up to get a number can maintain the order in the store, and secondly, customers 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 not big enough to accommodate too many people, packing with bowls can maximize sales.

"That's right, Brother Dawn came up with all of these. If you want me to say that Brother Dawn not only looks good, but also has a smart brain and good cooking skills, that's right..."

"Occasionally the 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 tell the difference between fantasy and reality." Aunt Zhu Li gave her husband a hard look.

While the group of people sharing the table were having a heated chat, Mr. Gonzalez at the counter cleared his rough yet soft voice:

"The lion's head of crab noodles is boiling, please come and pick up the meal on the first guest."

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

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

This was left by the two young mercenaries who had received 5 silver nars just now. At first, Little John didn't understand the purpose of this wooden sign, but now he realized that it was a voucher for picking up meals.

"Number two."

"Number Three..."

Calling until number six, Little John excitedly brought back two servings of crab meat and lion heads from the counter, because Mr. Writer was not short of money, and there were four of them in a bowl.

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

"It's a dish that I've never seen before, but the presentation is good, and the meat is very fragrant. It's much better than I imagined."

Mr. Williams is also a professional food critic, and this dish has exceeded his expectations by a lot in terms of color and aroma.

Mr. Writer gracefully picked up the spoon, separated a small piece of lion's head, and sent it to his mouth.

The proportion of white meat and red meat with crab noodles and lion head is just right, tender and not greasy.

Soaked in a slightly sticky soup, it enriches the layered taste of the meatballs.

With a little bit of chewing, the lion's head will naturally melt away, and the sweetness of the river crab and the freshness of the meat will collide and mix together, forming a wonderful experience on the tip of the tongue!

After just taking a sip, Williams felt as if something had hit him in the heart!

So delicious! So delicious!

Mr. Writer has eaten too many good things, but this dish of lion head with crab noodles is definitely the top one among the things he has eaten.

The only ones that can compare with it are the dishes made by the royal chefs serving the royal family in Dawn City!

Breaking away slightly from the shock of the food, Williams looked around.

The follower, Little John, was eating happily, his face brimming with happiness, completely forgetting that the purpose of his trip was to find a place for the chefs in the royal capital.

"Hmm... delicious! It's so delicious!" Little John sighed with emotion and sincerity.

To put it simply, it is to surrender to the enemy on the spot.

The lion heads of the two couples on the opposite side have also been taken, and the couple's eating looks a bit vulgar, almost gobbling it up.

"Lucas, I think what you said is right. The meat dumpling only sells for 12 coppers, and we are really making a lot of money! From now on, we will eat three, no, four lion heads every month!"

"Uh! Hiss! Uuuh!" Uncle Lucas kept talking, but responded to his wife with such a series of incomprehensible voices.

After eating four crabmeat lion heads, 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 wearing heavy makeup.

"Sir, the lion's head with crab noodles in your store is very delicious. I want to meet the chef who made this delicacy, thank him in person, and have a few questions to ask him."

"[If you taste an egg and think it's delicious, why do you need to know the hen that lays the egg?], I'm sorry, sir. There are many people who want to see Little Dawn these two days, but they are all rejected by him like this Yes, I think you may be no exception."

"A very philosophical sentence."

Williams opened his notebook, quickly wrote down this sentence, and 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 Jinnar!

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

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

Although the other party is a chef who lives in a small place, but thinking that this Mr. Dorn has such extraordinary culinary skills, could he be an expert who lives in seclusion in the countryside?

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

Or more seriously, you may feel that you are humiliating him with money.

"This...sir, wait a moment." Gonzales took a deep breath when he saw the Jinnar, put down his work, and trotted all the way to the kitchen.

After a while, the store manager trotted out again.

"Little Dawn said he can see you!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, Mr. Writer breathed a sigh of relief. This chef who lives in seclusion in the countryside is unexpectedly approachable.

With a meeting fee from Kinnall, Mr. Writer successfully got the opportunity to enter the kitchen and meet Donne.

Before leaving the counter, he took out a few silver Gnars as a tip for Gonzales.

I can't make Mr. Store Manager happy.

In the kitchen.

Don picked up the last pot of lion heads with crab noodles. After the pot was finished, the lion heads officially entered the state of being sold out today.

The workload in the kitchen is also instantly reduced.

Vivienne was standing beside Dawn, twisting her slender waist and relaxing her limbs. She was exhausted from doing the lion's head work just now.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Donne?" Williams, who had a moustache and was dressed in simple but elegant clothes, walked into the kitchen and gave a gentlemanly salute to Donne.

"Well, I am, hello sir."

As soon as the two met each other, their own ideas emerged in their hearts.

Williams: Is this the chef who cooks like a royal chef? Looks too young too!

Don: Is this the big dog who wants to meet me with a kinnar? Looks rich!