Zongman: The chef who is not doing his job

In about ten minutes, shredded pork with green pepper and mapo tofu were placed in front of Maori's family of three.

Wang Lin didn't wait for the three to say anything. He just opened the lid and two beams of golden light shone on the faces of the three.

The cold golden light blows on my face

Maori family of three: "..."

“Don’t worry, this is the light of cooking, a magical sight that only appears when the dishes are cooked to perfection. It’s not some technology or hard work I put in.” Wang Lin’s face was filled with an expression of “How lonely it is to be invincible”.

Because he discovered that the culinary light that was flooding Da Xia was actually not something that many people in the outside culinary world could achieve!

In other words, there are many chefs who can do this, but they prefer to research more difficult, higher-star, and more delicious dishes!

Not many chefs care to study a simple dish to perfection.

The customer is God? I don’t care if he is God or not! I am the chef! He eats whatever I cook!

Of course, if you really make it unpalatable... haha! I'm sorry! There are also food associations in this world! Be careful of being visited by others to check your water meter! Diners are not really fools.

Of course, if diners take the initiative to make trouble, the Food Association will naturally protect the rights of chefs. Besides, there are almost no food safety issues in this world, and because the crackdown is too severe, the benefits will outweigh the costs.

Ten years as the starting point! Maximum death penalty! Execute immediately!

Therefore, under normal circumstances, no one dares to challenge the bottom line of the chef. Everything can be discussed, but if you dare to tamper with the ingredients, no one can guarantee it! No one dares to guarantee it!

In fact, in this world, the effect of the cooking light has been greatly reduced, and even in Wang Lin’s opinion, it has reached the point of being cheap!

As long as the cooking is done to perfection, even the simplest dishes can shine. Even if you chop a cucumber, put a lid on it, it can shine!

But no one from other Guo Jia (yes, Guo Jia's daily reputation is harmed series) studies this thing! They do practice basic skills, but what they value more is innovation and creativity and researching new delicious dishes.

For the boring research on how to make food shine... er, sorry, Daxia welcomes you.

Therefore, Wang Lin's cooking really opened the eyes of Maori and his daughter!

As for a certain elementary school student whose body has become smaller but whose brain is still developed, it seems that he has experienced authentic Daxia cuisine with his parents.

However, it was indeed surprising enough.

"You guys eat first, I'll go make fried rice!" Wang Lin smiled calmly at the daze of Maori's father and daughter and Conan.

I've used a lot of "drugs" this time! Just the smell alone! Even if no one calls you, you will be addicted to the food fantasy! At least five minutes!

So, returning to the kitchen, Wang Lin’s system space always has overnight meals ready. After all, isn’t this the dish that appears the most times, has the most important role, and has the deepest meaning in food novels?

What about golden fried rice, comet fried rice, plum fried rice...

Ahem! Let’s get back to the point! Hurry up! Although it’s just ordinary egg fried rice, Wang Lin doesn’t want to fail!

Five minutes later, Wang Lin came out with three bowls of fried rice, but the three had not yet woken up from the food fantasy.

Well, although the food this time is not as delicious as the Qiankun Egg that he fed to the young lady last time, Wang Lin was afraid that the young lady would embarrass herself in public, so he deliberately suppressed the effect of the food illusion.

But this time, he went all out! Even if it was just a simple low-star dish! I want to show you mortals what a real top-class chef is!

The skills we have learned with so much hardship are certainly not meaningless!

A light cough woke up the three people. They looked at the fried rice in front of them in surprise. What the hell? So fast? Why did it feel like a dream just now?

Wang Lin took the fried rice in confusion, gave the three people a kind smile, then turned around and went back into the kitchen.

Only three dumbfounded customers were left. After looking at each other, the three of them tremblingly picked up a piece of tofu and put it in their mouths...

Then, the three people who had tasted the new thing stopped being polite to each other! Grab!

By the time Wang Lin brought out the Three-No-Stick Dish, which required the most effort but also did not take much time to draw, the bowls and plates in front of the three people had been cleared out.

Wang Lin smiled and placed the three-no-dish in front of the three people and said, "The dishes are ready. Do you need anything else?"

"Burp~!!! Sorry!"

As Kogoro Mouri opened his mouth to say something, he let out a rhythmic and earth-shattering burp. He quickly covered his mouth in embarrassment.

"No, thanks..." Miss Mao Lilan was also a little embarrassed. She had really forgotten all about manners when she was eating just now. It was really rude!

The beautiful girl covered her face in shame. How can you eat like this? She's just like a starving ghost! So embarrassing! Fortunately, Shinichi wasn't here!

Conan: "...Well, shy Xiaolan is quite cute!"

Ahem, of course it was impossible to really say it out loud, because the elementary school student didn't notice his wife's little thoughts at all, but instead excitedly poked the three-no-stick dish that Wang Lin had just brought out with his chopsticks.

Well! Regarding the quality of "three non-stick", there are "four no's" and "three looks", and the emphasis is on "smoothness".

Four Nos: Not tight, not sticky, not oily, and not watery.

Three things to look at: first, the color; second, the shape; third, the taste.

It can be seen that some chef must have fooled this kid!

Perhaps in the original world that still emphasizes science, the three-no-stick method really tests the basic skills of a chef, but in this world, many chefs do not have normal physical strength!

In this world's Daxia, the name of this thing "Three No Touches" is like the homework assigned by your teacher when you were a child, plain and not difficult, but very disgusting!

"How is it? Are you satisfied? Let's try it first?" Wang Lin came to Conan and sat down with a smile.

The Death God Elementary School Student looked into Wang Lin's eyes, feeling that his thoughts had been seen through. He scratched his head a little awkwardly, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth...

Well, next, I will not write it down, for fear that I will not be able to send it out.

The Maori father and daughter next to them could only watch the Death Elementary School student enjoying the food alone, because they had eaten too quickly just now and were already full, and they really couldn't eat any more.

As for Conan…it’s not because he doesn’t want to eat, it’s actually because he hasn’t grabbed it before! Hahaha!

But now! It feels like it's all worth it! Hahaha! Ha... er! Cough cough cough!

Well, you can’t eat hot tofu or Sanbuzhan in a hurry, you will choke.

Wang Lin handed Conan Tongxue a bottle of mineral water with an expression of being accustomed to it. "Sorry, this is all we have in the store right now. I will solve the tea and beverage problem as soon as possible."

"Gulp gurgle..." Conan doesn't care about this right now! Let's drink first!

"Wow~ Is this water?!" Conan took a sip and looked at the mineral water in his hand in surprise. Is it an illusion? Why does it taste so good?

"Oh, it's mountain spring water, pure and natural, pollution-free and without additives. Don't worry, it will definitely go through basic disinfection." Wang Lin explained calmly.

This is the water he brought from his teacher's vegetable garden!

Before, I was worried about what to do with water resources. If it didn't work, I would have to use the teacher's water myself. But now that I have the Chengge kettle, Wang Lin is not afraid! I don't produce water! I am just nature's porter!

It’s so cool to carry a vegetable garden with you!

Although gourd seeds cannot be used in a short period of time, other ordinary fresh, natural and pollution-free vegetables still grow very fast!

After three rounds of drinking... Pah! After eating and drinking to their heart's content, since there were no more customers, Wang Lin started chatting with Mao Li's family of three. Well, let's first find out where the plot is.

However, it seems that a certain elementary school student of the God of Death is very curious about Wang Lin, especially about Wang Lin’s past experiences.

"Brother Wang Lin, you should be the top student of New Oriental School, right? Why did you come to Totsuki in Japan?" He stared at her with his big watery eyes, but it was a pity that this was a malicious act of cuteness from an 18-year-old boy.

Wang Lin trembled with fear because the boy's eyes reminded him of the rebellious boy who lived with him in the dormitory! This was the smile he usually had when he wanted Wang Lin to bring him food!

Then he rubbed Conan's head with an awkward smile and said, "You can call me Boss Wang, Brother Wang, or Brother Lin, but don't call me Big Brother Wang Lin, I'm scared!"

(Afraid? What for?) Conan blinked in confusion. What? Do you think I am happy to call you brother?

As if he understood what the boy was thinking, Wang Lin calmly pointed at his nose and said, "I am 20 years old this year."

Conan: "...Brother Lin." (He's really older than me.)

With a satisfied smile, Wang Lin rubbed the boy's hair again, turning it into a mess. Then, he smiled and answered Conan's question: "Something happened in school. I'm here to study for a year."