Chapter 41 The Landlord Has No Surplus Food
The message came back quickly, [Yes, although I don't have the talent to operate mecha, I still have the talent of cooking inherited from my family. ]
Before Jiufang Yu could reply, another message came from the other side, [That's not right, why are you suddenly concerned about my cooking skills? Is your glutton asking for new dishes again? I have actually researched two new dishes recently, I will cook some for it to try later. ]
[Then I'd like to thank him in advance. I've also had some good dishes at Feixing recently. I'd like you to taste them if you have the chance.]
[Hahahaha, don't be ridiculous. Where is this place? A useless star? It's hard to find a good chef in a place like that, right? What good dishes can they serve?]
[You don't trust me, but you can trust the tongue of Taotie? ]
[Are you serious?]
[It's absolutely true. That young chef has just opened a food live broadcast room in Baifu. You might as well go and see if you are interested when you have time.]
[Wait, is he in trouble? Don't expect me to ask the old man to save him. Forget it. He's traveling around the star regions with my grandmother. We may not be able to contact each other for a month.]
[Don't be so sensitive. I just think he has a lot of potential. If he can get some pointers and avoid taking detours, his cooking skills may improve faster, and Taotie will also benefit from it.]
[Are you worried about him getting hurt? Fine, let me take a look at him later. Who can you brag about so much? ]
【Looking forward to good news. 】
Seeing Chen Ye and Qi Huan noisily carrying the black and white cake out of the kitchen, Jiu Fangyu turned off the dialog box as if nothing had happened. He didn't know much about the kitchen, but he also knew that those high-level star chefs kept their recipes hidden like their lives. He had never heard of the dishes made by Qi Huan in the Ninth Star Region before. He didn't know if he would suffer any loss if he announced them rashly.
If it was just on the Waste Star, he could certainly protect Qi Huan, but on the Star Network, some things might not be controllable, so it would be better to find a guide for him in advance. Li Yan was born into a family of Star Chefs, and he was a very upright person. His great grandfather was the former president of the Chefs Guild, and he was the only five-knife Star Chef in the alliance. If they had similar temperaments, he might be able to be Qi Huan's backer in the future.
"Boss, come quickly." Qi Huan was cutting the tiramisu, while Shen was helping to prepare the plates.
Qi Huan cut the cake into four pieces with two simple and rough strokes, giving the three people and Zhou Qiba just one piece each.
Jiufang Yu lowered his eyes. The cake on the plate was square, with the surface covered with a layer of extremely fine cocoa powder, and underneath was white and dense cream. The light brown cake had distinct layers.
"Wow, what a divine dessert this is!" Shen Ye's eyes lit up as he held the spoon in his mouth. He knew it would be delicious, but he didn't expect it to be so delicious!
The cream is as delicate and light as a cloud, yet as dense and smooth as ice cream, melting in your mouth. The bitterness of the cocoa powder perfectly neutralizes the sweetness of the cream, making you unable to stop.
Throughout the live broadcast, he was imagining the taste of tiramisu, but only when he ate it did he realize the paleness of his imagination. The soft, sweet and happy taste on the tip of his tongue and the incomparable impact were simply indescribable.
Xingqie swallowed the piece of cake that was bigger than himself in one bite, closed his eyes to savor it for two seconds, then rubbed Sihan's arm expectantly.
Si Han cut a small piece the width of a finger for himself and pushed the rest to it.
The black dumpling swallowed it in one gulp as usual, and looked at Qi Huan with an unsatisfied look.
Qi Huan consciously gave half of it.
Xiao Ba, who had been robbing people one after another, turned to the only one left in the room.
Shen Ye immediately protected his own share and firmly refused, "No, I don't even have enough for myself."
Black Tuanzi turned his wet eyes to Qi Huan, pitifully. Qi Huan could not resist and had to go to the refrigerator to take out the piece he had just made during the live broadcast. Although it was not refrigerated long enough and the taste was not as good as the first piece, Zhou Ba still ate it with relish.
He finished eating in no time and then started pretending to be pitiful again.
"The landlord has no more food left." Qi Huan shook the fork in his hand and refused with a hard heart. There is a limit to spoiling. Eating too much sweets will cause tooth decay.
After eating dessert, Si Han took Zhou Qi Ba away. Qi Huan was busy preparing a small plate of pre-meal snacks to entertain the chef and his friends. Shen Ye used the stairs to start his nightly exercise routine again.
After coming out of the kitchen, Qi Huan went to practice the simpler postures he had learned yesterday. The stone beast was fierce, so it would always be good to exercise better.
"Keep your legs straight." While Shen Ye was exercising himself, he was also able to spare some time to supervise Qi Huan.
"Who is the most powerful member of the Ferocious Beast Squad?" Qi Huan gritted his teeth and tightened his sore thighs, trying to divert attention with gossip.
"He must have been the boss before, but now it should be Xu Zhi." Shen Ye's breath was steady, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Where can Taozhe rank?" Qi Huan still remembered the handsome scene when Taozhe chopped off the B-level fire claws at the gate of the base.
"Second to last." Shen Ye said mercilessly.
Qi Huan finally lost his temper and fell to the ground. He was also a little surprised. How could Tao Zhe be so powerful and only ranked second from the bottom? How much more powerful was the beast team than those ordinary hunting teams?
The next evening, Chen Ye went back to the next door to deal with the moving and moving matters. Qi Huan simply closed the shop to entertain the chef Uncle Wan and his friends. Anyway, most of the hunting team lived in East City, and there were not many customers in the evening.
Uncle Wan arrived ten minutes early, and changed into a dusky long gown, looking obviously more solemn than usual.
Qi Huan made him a cup of barley tea, and brought out six kinds of snacks that he had prepared, including cream plum melon seeds, butter lace cookies, animal jerky, salted egg yolk boneless chicken wings, candied apricots, and giant Shengnu, with a full range of sweet and salty flavors.
"No need to entertain me. Wait until they arrive and serve it out." Uncle Wan waved his hands repeatedly. Seeing that the restaurant, although old, was well managed, he couldn't help but feel relieved for his old friend. Two months ago, he was worried that this kid couldn't run a restaurant, but now it seems that he was worrying too much.
Qi Huan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the kitchen has prepared a lot. Please help me taste it first and check it."
He actually prepared a lot, and just now he asked Chen to bring a portion to the big eater next door.
"I trust you to cook." Uncle Wan happily took a giant Shengnu, which was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a rich milky aroma.
Seeing Uncle Wan nodding his head while eating, Qi Huan felt relieved. Ju Sheng Nu is a very famous snack in the Burning Tail Banquet. It is actually fried crispy sesame twists.
The two of them ate and chatted, and Uncle Wan casually gave them a few instructions on what to pay attention to when they received the chef later.
At 6:35, two red airships landed in front of the restaurant against the purple-red sunset. Qi Huan and Uncle Wan went out to greet them.
The chef was a plump man in his thirties with a mustache. He seemed to be very familiar with Uncle Wan and smiled in a way that showed that harmony brings wealth. There was a young man with purple hair beside him, who nodded politely to Uncle Wan but ignored Qi Huan, holding his chin up haughtily.
There were also two men coming down from the airship behind. The one on the right was in his forties, with a square face, wrinkles between his eyebrows, and a serious demeanor. The one on the left was a young man with thick eyebrows, a square jaw, and a straight figure. He was wearing an eye-catching red uniform. One could tell at a glance that he was a member of the Star Lord's Guard. Qi Huan stared at him carefully for two seconds and confirmed that the face was unfamiliar and he had never seen it before.
The square-faced man glanced at the dilapidated stone pillars at the entrance of the restaurant, pulled out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose with it. He seemed a little disgusted, but in the end he didn't say anything. After all, 99% of the shops in the base were almost in this dilapidated state.
Although the chef and the purple-haired man were the ones who spoke and greeted, three of the four people in the group stood at least half a step behind the square-faced man intentionally or unintentionally. Qi Huan knew in his heart that that man was the one who could really make the final decision today.
As everyone was about to enter, the sharp-eyed purple-haired man suddenly glanced at the interstellar food rating board at the door, "Six rotten eggs?"
Oops! Qi Huan's heart skipped a beat. He forgot to mention this sign to Uncle Wan. He didn't know if it was a big deal.
He checked online a few days ago and found that the current food rating of Renjian Restaurant is five rotten eggs.
This was the result of the help of Tao Zhe Lin Jian and others, as well as their efforts in recent days to get people to rate the game. Although Tao Zhe Lin Jian and others gave it a gem-level high score, there were too many negative reviews before, and it was a drop in the bucket, so there was no way to immediately reverse the rating.
Several people followed the purple-haired man's line of sight and found the sign. The square-faced young man in uniform frowned unhappily, "If I remember correctly, six rotten eggs is the worst rating for interstellar cuisine, right?"
The chef's expression also changed slightly, and he looked at Uncle Wan and Qi Huan suspiciously.
Five eggs is not an impressive evaluation. Qi Huan was not familiar with these people's temperaments and didn't know how to answer appropriately. Uncle Wan was as steady as a rock and replied calmly, "This brand is old, and the new one hasn't arrived yet. As you all know, our place is remote with few customers, and we don't have high-level chefs, so we are always slow in issuing and replacing brands."
As he spoke, he sighed in annoyance, and the chef nodded. Yes, it was common for a new store to take half a year or a year to launch its brand.
Zifa kept asking, "So what is the current rating? It's fine if this restaurant doesn't have a one-star chef, but if the food rating is particularly bad, isn't that a waste of everyone's time?"
Uncle Wan did not answer his question directly, but smiled and practiced Tai Chi, "Since you are all here, why don't you sit down and taste it."
Zifa was about to speak again, but was interrupted by the chef, "Manager Wan is right, let's just treat it as a normal meal. If we are not satisfied with the food, it is not too late to leave. What do you think, Bingge?"
The square-faced man nodded a little irritably, but he felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had known this would be the situation, he would never have come here today.
The young man in the red uniform glanced at the chef with a hint of contempt. This guy must have received a lot of benefits from others in order to get people on the list.
Only Qi Huan breathed a sigh of relief. It was Uncle Wan who was able to deal with these people with ease. As long as they were willing to pick up their chopsticks, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Entering the hall, the purple-haired young man looked more and more disdainful when he saw the big table in the middle of the store made of two tables put together and the shabby furnishings around it.
The square-faced man's expression became even more gloomy. Seeing that he was unhappy, the chef began to feel uneasy. The atmosphere in the store instantly became extremely cold and stiff.
Qi Huan brought teapots and small plates of snacks to the guests, exchanged glances with Uncle Wan, handed the reception over to him, and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
"The dishes in the kitchen are prepared on time, and there is still one step left. You can try these snacks first." Uncle Wan diligently poured tea for the four people. The chef smelled the aroma of animal meat wafting from the kitchen, and his heart was slightly settled.
The purple-haired young man snorted and looked at the several plates on the table coldly. He picked up a piece of pork jerky from the plate in front of him. As soon as he took a bite, he was surprised. It was crispy on the outside and tough on the inside, very chewy, and the salty and sweet taste mixed with the aroma of the fat of the meat complemented each other. He had never eaten jerky with such a rich flavor.
Uncle Wan asked with a smile, "Does it taste okay?"
"It's okay." The purple-haired young man raised his chin and continued to be stubborn.
The young man in the red uniform picked a butter cookie. The crisp texture touched his teeth and broke into pieces. The rich butter flavor instantly enveloped his lips and teeth, making it so fragrant that people could not refuse it. What happened? The taste of the thing in his hand was no less than the dessert made by the two-star chef of Tianfeng Pavilion. It turned out to be from the shop of Rotten Egg Six Eggs? He suppressed the shock in his heart and tried to appear calm.
The square-faced man tried the salted egg yolk chicken wings. The outer layer was salty, fragrant and glutinous, and the inside was tender and juicy. The unique aroma of the egg yolk permeated the chicken, which was unexpectedly delicious, and finally relaxed his gloomy brows a little.
The chef looked at him and felt relieved. It seemed that Bingge was quite satisfied with the appetizers, so there was still a chance for the young chef to be included in the dinner.
Crescent shrimps, gold bricks and white jade, spicy chicken cubes, Dongpo pork, the dishes were served one after another. At first, the purple-haired young man and the people in red uniforms were still reserved and arrogant, but when they ate the Dongpo pork, they couldn't help but nod their heads frequently.
When Qi Huan brought out the fifth dish, everyone was stunned.
There were five long plates on the large tray, each with a small sky-blue round-bellied cup on it, a small teapot of the same color, and a soup spoon.
Why are you drinking tea again in the middle of a meal?
Qi Huan placed the long plates in front of everyone one by one, and then opened the lid of Uncle Wan's cup. Everyone saw a lotus bud-like object standing in the cup. It was as white as jade, smooth and lustrous, and the edges were slightly translucent.
Qi Huan picked up the small teapot and gently poured water on the top of the flower bud. A column of clear water poured down from the spout of the teapot. The delicate and translucent petals slowly opened in the water curtain, blooming layer by layer, revealing the goose yellow stamens, as if the god of the four seasons was controlling all things to move in response to the breath. The instant beauty and fragrance leaked out, and it was beautiful beyond words.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
“The lotus emerges from clear water, naturally without any decoration. Please enjoy this dish of lotus in clear water.” Qi Huan smiled brightly and signaled the chef and others to try it themselves.
The young man in red uniform came to his senses first. He uncovered the round cup in front of him and carefully poured tea into it with the teapot. The other people also picked up the teapots. In the blink of an eye, lotus flowers bloomed on the clear waves, shimmering and beautiful like a painting.
"Wow~" The purple-haired young man stared at the finely carved lotus in front of him and finally couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
As the soup was being poured, everyone could smell a faint aroma. The chef suddenly had an idea and took a spoonful of the clear water in the bowl. The soup tasted fresh and elegant, with a thick yet refreshing flavor. The aroma of the meat filled the tongue without any greasy taste.
The clear water in the pot turned out to be soup! And it was obviously a thick soup that had been stewed for a long time!
Taste the lotus again, its freshness and sweetness are blended with the delicious flavors of many ingredients such as animal meat, chicken, shrimp, etc. The rich taste is like petals, spreading out layer by layer, which is breathtaking.
"Absolutely." The chef patted the table lightly, his satisfaction evident in his words. He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that this dish alone would be enough to get Qi Huan on the list of Tianfeng Pavilion.
There was a smile in Bingge's eyes and he nodded in agreement.
It was also the first time for Uncle Wan to eat this dish. He was so shocked that he subconsciously looked at Qi Huan. Qi Huan blinked at him proudly. This dish was the famous Sichuan dish that was often served at state banquets - boiled cabbage. He made slight changes based on the ingredients that were available at the moment. He used cabbage to carve the flower buds, and as for the clear soup that was like boiling water, he took great pains to make it by slow-cooking it for eight hours and sweeping it four times with minced meat.
The last two dishes were squirrel black fish and first-class seafood rice. By the end of the meal, the purple-haired young man was full of praise, and there was no trace of his previous picky look that refused to sit down. The chef even smiled so much that fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, as if he had foreseen the rich rewards from the star master and the guests after eating the dishes.
The food tasting banquet ended successfully with all the guests enjoying themselves.
Today was a housewarming party next door, so Qi Huan had prepared double portions of food in advance, and when things were done here, he invited Chen Ye, Si Han and the others to come back for dinner.
"Is this the soup you've been cooking for the whole day?" Chen Ye and Si Han were also shocked by the refreshing sweetness of the lotus in clear water. Only Zhou Ba continued to drink it without caring.
"Isn't this just to rip off the rich?" Qi Huan then told him about preparing a food tasting banquet today and planning to cook at the Star Lord's dinner.
Shen Ye rolled his eyes and couldn't help but complain, "It's a waste to give such delicious food to those guys."
"For the sake of money, I can endure it." Qi Huan clenched his fists in solidarity with the enemy, pretending to endure humiliation.
Si Han raised his eyes, "Are you short of money?"
"I guess so." That's too much of a shortage, Qi Huan nodded. Others are striving for financial freedom, but he is still struggling miserably below the line of personal freedom.
"How much do you need?"
Seeing that Si Han was about to pay, Qi Huan waved his hand and said, "No, no, I can handle it myself."
At this moment, Qi Huan's personal terminal vibrated slightly, and a friend request popped up. Since he accepted the friend requests from several friends recommended by the store owner that day, in order to avoid missing customers, he changed the message settings to reminder mode. The other party's name was very strange, a string of garbled numbers, N3568K221T5916.
[I heard that your food is delicious. Can you order takeout? ]
[Yes, this is the takeaway menu.] Qi Huan forwarded a menu that was sent out yesterday.
【How long does it take to make one? 】
[Can it be delivered to other bases? ]
[My address is Villa No. 2, Base No. 99]
As soon as Qi Huan sent the menu, the other party sent three messages in succession.
Base 99? Qi Huan was stunned when he saw the address, and looked at Chen Ye and Si Han for help, "Is there a Base 99 on Waste Planet No. 7?"
"Yes," Shen Ye bit into the crispy fried chicken nuggets. Seeing Qi Huan's confused face, he added an explanation, "No wonder you didn't know. It's actually a prison there."
Qi Huan: ????
What the hell! Prison!?
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