Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 420 A Bow (ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket)
Qi Han was about to publicly teach the cooking skills of egg fried rice, and it swept across the entire Shrek City like a gust of wind.

With the Food Association using its own publicity channels, all the restaurant merchants in Shrek City were the first to know about it, followed by others.

Not only that, in order to satisfy Qi Han's request, publicity channels covering other cities outside Shrek City have also been activated at this moment. In the next two or three days, this news will spread across most of the country like the previous list of food festivals. The range of Douluo Continent.

And the merchants in the food street rushed towards the vegetable market one by one after a brief sensation.

They vaguely remembered that there was a stall in the vegetable market that sold colorful brocade eggs.

But when they arrived at the stall, not only were there no eggs, but even the owner of the stall was not found. The stall owner next door told them that the stall owner named Cao Yun had sold all the Wucaijin eggs and left. .

This made them extremely depressed, so they had to snap up some ordinary eggs as spares.

All of a sudden, all the stalls selling eggs in Shrek City suddenly became very popular. Before these vendors could react, the prepared eggs were wiped out.

After they understood the reason of the matter, they could only sigh and secretly decided that the next eggs would be sold at a higher price.

In addition to the sudden boom in business at the stall selling eggs, there was also a group of people who also inexplicably received a large number of orders in a short period of time.

When Qi Han bid farewell to Senior Guan Keng in the training space and returned to the real world, he soon found a large group of people gathered around the door of Hanshi's shop.

"Okay, your doubts are solved, let's concentrate on practicing!" Keng said cheerfully, "This old man has spent thousands of years in the system space, researching and improving it. The pheasant soup is so simple, you have to practice for a while!"

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, all the blacksmiths burst into laughter.

130s times six…

No way, isn't this teaching an egg fried rice?
In the previous life, so many up masters of Blue Star uploaded various food teaching videos to teach everyone how to cook, but I have never seen anyone bow so solemnly to thank them?

That is the various blacksmith shops in Shrek City.

"Okay, senior."

"The old man knows how to keep in good health, but he really lived a long life. According to the current calendar, he probably lived for more than 130 years."

Is this awkward?
Qi Han scratched his head and walked towards the store door.

"Do you believe it?" The old man glanced at Qi Han with a smile like an old urchin.

Zhang Heng from the Food Association is not a chef, so he doesn't understand, but when he told the merchants in the food street that Qi Han was going to teach egg fried rice publicly, these merchants who were chefs understood.

"This..." All of a sudden, Qi Han was confused by the crowd, "Get up, everyone, don't be like this."

...

Right now, he is in the training space, learning pheasant soup, and chatting with Peng Zu's phantom at the same time.

He first opened the store door to let five employees enter the store, and then looked curiously at the people who came.

"Indeed, I don't believe it either." Keng nodded, and met Qi Han's bewildered eyes, with a playful smile on his face, "Do you know the 'Little Sixty Years Method'?"

Standing behind him was a group of merchants from Shrek City Food Street, led by Long Hanyun, bowing deeply to Qi Han one by one.

If it is said in Douluo Continent that someone can live to be [-] years old, Qi Han still believes it, but Lan Xing is really just an ordinary plane, and ordinary people cannot live to be [-] years old.

"Senior Peng Zu..."

"To be honest, I don't really believe it." Qi Han shook his head.

Sixty days are one year, so the current year is the previous six years...

"Hey! No!" Beside Qi Han, a white-haired old man waved his hand with a smile, "Peng Zu is what people of later generations call me, not my name, my surname is Huang (same as 'jian') The name Keng (same as 'Keng'), because Emperor Yao named the old man in Pengcheng, and the Da Peng family started from the old man, so it is also called 'Peng Zu'."

But in the eyes of everyone in the food street, all this is taken for granted.

"Boss Qi is willing to teach us the cooking of fried rice with eggs. How can we not thank him personally?" Long Hanyun, the owner of Jiulongxiu, stood at the front of the line with a solemn expression, and bowed deeply to Qi Han, "Thank you Boss Qi."

"I don't know." Qi Han shook his head blankly, "I really like to eat sixties..."

It wasn't until he saw a few familiar faces in the crowd that he became a little more surprised, "Who are you?"

"Alas..." Huang Keng shook his head and sighed, "I don't know what to do!"

Qi Han actually thought that his own initiative to teach egg fried rice publicly might cause a certain degree of commotion, but he still greatly underestimated the degree of commotion he caused.

The items required for this large batch of orders are all the same type, strictly speaking, two types, and even the drawings produced are exactly the same.

Is that so?
Only then did Qi Han understand, "Senior Guan Keng, have you really lived to be [-] years old?"

So when Qi Han returned to Hanshi and went into the training space to start learning the newly acquired three dishes, without knowing it at all, he relied on his own power to simply let the merchant who sold eggs and the blacksmith who made iron pans Our business is booming.

They liked this kind of business of building fixed objects in large quantities, and the owners of the orders were too lazy to bargain. They only asked the blacksmiths to make better the weird pots and spoons in the drawings.

Just about eight hundred years old...

Qi Han's way of thinking at this moment is still more influenced by his previous life, so he is puzzled by everyone's reaction.

For any chef, the secret of his own culinary skills is the biggest secret. It is the means to survive, the way to obtain wealth, and even the ability to eat. Only the closest disciples will share his pockets Professor, if other people want to learn, they can only steal the teacher.

And this group of people were not Hanshi diners, they stood quietly on the other side of the diners queuing outside the door, just behind the Hanshi shop assistants.

ha?
Qi Han counted on his fingers with a dazed expression.

Good guy, I just call it good guy!

"This old man is the great-great-grandson of Zhuan Xu, and the calendar I used in my life is called the 'Little Sixty Years Record'..." Seeing Qi Han's still bewildered face, Zhuang Keng chuckled, "In short, sixty days are one year. "

To take without telling is called stealing.

Using stealing characters to learn cooking skills shows an attitude. Cooking skills, like money, are private and treasured wealth.

And Qi Han's actions, to the chefs on the Douluo Continent, are no different from a wealthy man who distributes his property to everyone. What kind of great kindness is this?
It may be exaggerated to say that Wu Nei is remembered, but Qi Han's move is definitely worthy of a bow from the food street merchants, and even treat him with the courtesy of a half teacher.

So not long after hearing the news, all the merchants in the food street came to Hanshimen in unison, just to express their inner gratitude to Boss Qi in person.

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