Who says that running a restaurant is not good enough to rely solely on cooking skills?

Even on Earth in previous lives, according to the Michelin inspector's scoring criteria, the food in the restaurant accounts for 60%, while the dining environment and service account for only 20% and 10% respectively.

Just rely on food to crush the past. Compared with the dining environment and service, the narrow Chinese cuisine shops are of course far inferior to those high-end restaurants.

The chef god system is Xia Yu's source of confidence. These days, under the guidance of the system, he can be said to have been transformed. He has a new way of cooking after sleeping every day.

"System: You have new tasks."

The system is very timely coming out to make trouble.

Xia Yu clicked on the task he had just received, his face full of dark lines.

“【The bet with God’s tongue】.”

"Tip: The host should improve the cooking skills to lv10 as soon as possible, learn more recipes, master the advanced talent of the "Chef Heart", attract more diners for the restaurant, and defeat Erina Nakiri in the bet."

“Reward: 1 chance to draw the system turntable.”

Hey.

In addition to the bet with Erina, Natsuyu also saw the second task lined up below.

“【Showing its sharpness】.”

"Tip: Serve thirty ordinary diners within 7 days and make the diners satisfied and like it..."

“Reward: Recipe “Fried Qingjiang Cuisine” (blue).”

New recipe?

Xia Yu's eyes lit up.

He knew about stir-fried Qingjiang cuisine and tried it, and of course he did not have the exaggerated cuisine in the animation.

Speaking of which, he also wanted to try the fried Qingjiang cuisine made after mastering the recipe. Thinking of the unique refreshing taste of vegetables, Xia Yu's salivary glands became active.

Various vegetable cooking techniques are also the unique skill of Chinese cuisine and cannot be ignored.

At the same time, Natsuki was also full of enthusiasm for defeating Erina Nakiri in the bet.

A chance to draw a turntable!

Xia Yu remembers the situation where he rewarded himself with the ‘novice gift package’ and opened the turntable lottery for free.

Relying on the [mirror crystal] he drew, he successfully made a qualified virgin dish, completed the initial task of the system, and obtained the first blue recipe in his life.

He remembered several major categories of carousel items, namely ingredients, kitchen utensils, recipes, consumption and special categories.

If you are lucky, you have a chance to develop a god-level chef talent similar to [Divine Tongue] from a special category!

It would be impossible for Natsuyu to be without envy and jealousy of Erina Nakiri's tongue.

After Yuanyue Academy, there is also a [God's Nose] Ye Shanliang. That guy is better than Yukihiro Yukihiro, who is the pig's feet, who eats the spirit of the halberd, and he has entered the ranks of the "Ten Heroes of the Far Moon" and seized the ninth seat, which was originally an alchemist Ruishan.

If you accidentally get a talent for a god-level chef, no matter what it is, Xia Yu will always wake up with a grin in his dream.

Now it’s not time to compete for talent, but it’s always right to prepare for the future. It’s always right to have more skills and not suppress yourself, right?

...

Watching Erina Nakiri and Hirasa Nito get on the car, walking away under the rain before Natsuyu turned around and walked into the store.

"Hehe, your girlfriend looks a little willful."

Mu Xiaoyue grimaced at him.

"Girlfriend? I don't have such a girlfriend. Who can stand being stubborn every day?" Xia Yu curled her mouth.

"Isn't it enough to have an angel's appearance? Look, appearance, this is the truth. A little temper or something, it's instantly killed by appearance." Mu Xiaoyue tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes were shiny, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Xia Yu didn't want to continue this topic anymore, so he changed his mind and asked, "Which dish is better with magical Mapo tofu, and the couple's lung slices from last night?"

"Magic Mapo Tofu!"

Mu Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and then answered without thinking.

"Hu..." Xia Yu was breathing quietly. She was really afraid of her luminous dishes. At the professional gourmet, she was still beaten by a dish cooked by the old man.

This would be too hurtful. He was a master of his skills and was crushed by home-cooked dishes. Anyone who had to change his confidence would be severely frustrated and doubt his life.

After chatting for a while, there was no sign of a heavy rain outside.

Mu Xiaoyue and Anya could not go to Tokyo in such bad weather, so they simply took advantage of the Internet in the store. Xia Yu turned around and went into the kitchen, putting a bunch of small log signs with the name of the dish on the counter, holding his chin to stare at it.

When the old man was there, the shop served twelve different Chinese dishes every day.

These twelve dishes are selected from the traditional eight major cuisines. For example, today, three dishes are selected from Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Cantonese cuisine and Jiangsu cuisine. Tomorrow, they will be selected from Zhejiang cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Hunan cuisine and Hui cuisine.

In the past, Xia Yu didn't think there was anything, but he didn't understand it. Every day, under the instructions of the old man, he hung the sign on the wall. But now, he is the store manager and a chef, so he feels the heavy weight of each sign.

The black brush calligraphy on the card represents a traditional dish.

Xia Yu only mastered a small part of it, the kind that could be taken out.

Some of the remaining ones are in the works or are studying and practicing, and are far from being able to make it work for customers to pay for their meals.

Taking a light breath, Xia Yu's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided to reduce the twelve dishes every day to six dishes.

There are two cuisines, each with three courses.

After reducing the pressure on the shoulders suddenly drops.

The old man can choose brands and hang them on it, so that the guests can order dishes, but Xia Yu's cooking skills are too shallow, so he can only choose the dishes he is good at first and arrange them on the counter.

Secondly, there are some dishes that you are thinking about and want to master and will get 60 points of qualified evaluation from the system.

Finally, there are dishes to plan to study.

He plans to arrange the daily menu for the next week in advance.

But before choreographing the menu, Xia Yu realized that he had overlooked a very important issue.

Who serves the ingredients?

The menu is based on the adequate ingredients of the day.

"ah……"

He couldn't help but rub his hair. Xia Yu was really annoyed. The old man left in a hurry and didn't explain anything.

And, Te Miao, where is the money? He used his head to buy ingredients?

There were blue veins on his forehead, and Xia Yu took out his cell phone to make a call. It was still busy. His expression was really confused... Hey, did that old guy really board the plane or did he unplug his cell phone card?

Dongdong.

Someone suddenly knocked on the shop door. Xia Yu woke up in a cold sweat, abandoned his random thoughts, and walked from the kitchen to the front desk.

"Mr. Kaguhara?"

Xia Yu was stunned when he saw a middle-aged man wearing a black and gray coat, a tall hat, brown leather gloves, and a classical British detective.

"We're meeting again, boy."

Masato Kamihara took off his hat and sat in front of the counter.

He placed a metal suitcase on the countertop, and Xia Yu noticed that the surface of the suitcase was engraved with three conspicuous silver English letters:

IGO!

The memory in my head seemed to be stimulated by these three familiar letters. Xia Yu couldn't remember the meaning represented by the letters for the time being, so he could only look at the middle-aged uncle with a strange look, "Mr. Kamihara, are you here to have a meal, or..."

"I'll give you something."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Masato Kamihara.
Chapter completed!