"Boss! I'm here to eat again!"

Early the next morning, in the faint morning light, I arrived at Boss Dart's tavern. Through the old door, I saw a bitter face.

Boss Dart frowned with a serious look on his face, wiping the glass unconsciously in his hand as he was lost in thought.

I watched Boss Dart’s professional-level cup wiping operation. Even if he was far away, he could hold a piece of cloth and carefully wipe every corner of the cup. His movements were crisp and smooth, just like a pair of magician’s hands. The glass bottle is held in mid-air, working together.

But my eyes shifted two inches to the side, and I found a piece of white special wiping cloth placed aside, neatly stacked. The one in Boss Dart's hand was yellowed, old, and covered with stains. Various wine-stained and oil-stained rags...

"Boss, did you... take the wrong cloth?"

I hesitantly reminded him, obviously feeling that Boss Dart was not in the right state today.

Boss Dart immediately recovered from his bitter look, glanced blankly at the rag in his hand, and then at the wipes on the table. He nodded expressionlessly and said, "Then this cup can only be left for Sebala used it."

"...Boss, isn't this bad for you?"

"Not good?" Boss Dart hesitated for a moment, as if he suddenly understood, picked up another cup, wiped it with a dirty rag, and put the two cups side by side, "You are right. I have to give Dick Prepare one too."

"..."

This is the Boss Dart I am familiar with!

I can't believe how sinister this is!

I silently mourned for the two unlucky drunkards for a second, hoping that their stomachs would be as outstanding as their drinking capacity.

"Boss, why do you look so gloomy?" I pulled out a bar chair and sat down, habitually acting like I was waiting for food.

Boss Dart sighed slightly: "Breakfast is ready for you." He brought out a glass of milk from the kitchen. There was also a crispy toasted butter bread on the plate, drizzled with delicate maple syrup, and it looked amber. , the alluring aroma spread throughout the house in an instant.

"Wow! Boss, why are you so nice to me today?!"

I picked up the bread and started eating it.

"Eat more, you're going to have a hard time in the future. The food you keep here won't cost much, so I'll give you the last of the good things to try today."

I felt something was wrong when I heard this: "Boss, what do you mean? Are you going to die or... I will support your wife and daughter, so you don't have to worry about it!"

"You brat!" Boss Dart roared like thunder, throwing the rag on the table with all his strength: "I won't die even if you die!"

"Hahaha... I told you earlier..." I wiped my sweat in embarrassment. Sure enough, Prime Minister Cao's words were too hateful. If he wasn't going to kill someone in the next second, it would be best not to use them casually.

"The ingredients in the tavern are almost used up, and the ingredients that can be bought in the town are basically out of stock. No one expected that the problem would happen so quickly, and there is not much food left at home..."

Boss Dart said worriedly. I nodded silently. Zach also told me about this matter yesterday. It seems to be imminent.

"Boss, what other ingredients do you have here?"

Seeing my sudden question, Boss Dart spread his hands and said: "There is only the last bit of cheese and oil left. All kinds of meat are in short supply. I usually only save three days of such perishable ingredients. There are a lot of vegetables. But it’s a pity…”

Boss Dart opened an oilcloth and revealed the Voyager Alliance special cargo box inside, "But there is only one box of carrots, one box of white radish, and one box of turnips left..."

"...This ingredient is very delicate." I also showed a constipated expression, looking at this pile of vegetarian dishes in a daze. People can't live just on vegetarian dishes. If the food shortage caused by this insect plague lasts for ten days and a half,

, everyone turned into a green vegetable.

Putting aside the alcoholic duo who can survive by drinking, it is impossible for others to adapt so easily.

"It's really difficult to handle. So Lin and I have finished eating all the good things this morning, and the remaining portion is cheaper for you. In this way, the whole town will be full of poor people, and everyone who wants to come and eat and drink will have no chance."

...So it turns out, boss, that you went to great lengths to eat all the good food just to prevent the Autumn Wind Fighting Team from appearing?

What's even more irritating is that a flash of narrow-mindedness flashed in Boss Dart's eyes: "That profiteer Jeff must have a batch of goods there. I'll see what he's going to do this time."

Hahahaha that makes sense, you deserve it!

The profiteer Jeff will definitely take the opportunity to raise prices, and he will definitely not have the consciousness to help his neighbors. If he is convicted of hoarding important supplies and creating artificial famine, will the town confiscate his home?

...Wait a minute, it seems that I am the police officer of this town now. Will I be asked to charge into the battle? Boss Jeff, I am not afraid, but what if Kallen comes to settle a score with me?

Forget it, now is not the time to watch a show. Even if it is to help Karen, I have to find a way.

"Boss, do you remember that I can make that kind of special meal? Give these to me to cook, and I am sure that everyone will become vegetarian."

I volunteered.

Boss Dart's eyes lit up, but he didn't quite believe it: "But... no matter how magical the cooking method is, it's just the appearance after all. The ingredients inside are all radishes, how could everyone not be able to eat them?"

I sighed: "That's true. But now there is no other way out than this, right? Our first priority is to overcome it. When the supply of materials is restored, these will not be problems."

"Okay..." The boss pointed to the ingredients in front of him, "Then go try it and see what you can make."

I rolled up my sleeves and walked into the kitchen, grabbed two radishes and turnips, and walked in.

Boss Dart shook his head and didn't have any hope for me. That kind of simple food is just something that deceives the taste. It's simply...

In the following time, there was only a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the kitchen, as if there were several Jackie Chans playing an entire movie in there using various tools.

"What is this brat doing? Is he going to cause trouble even if he cuts a carrot?"

Boss Dart was very concerned about his kitchen utensils. Just as he was about to lift the curtain and go in to take a look, he saw me walking out of the house first, with an upside-down white porcelain plate in my hand holding something mysteriously.

Walked out.

"What are you doing!" Boss Dart said dissatisfiedly, and he opened the plate covering it. "This kind of mushy food will not oxidize, so why do you have to make it so... um! What is this?"

What he saw on the plate was not the original lump of unknown substance, but three beautiful flowers that were in perfect bloom!

Three tulips of different colors are in full bloom on the plate. The petals are wide and soft, and are still covered with crystal dew. Even the tiny sepals are visible. The bright colors, graceful figures and fragrant smell attract people's attention.

"Where did the flowers come from?" Boss Dart asked in surprise, only to find that there were traces of melted cheese on the tender stamens, which were as thin as cicada wings.

This is not a flower at all! It is a flower carved from a radish. Every detail has been restored. Even to outsiders, it is impossible to tell the difference between real and fake!

"The ones that are as crystal clear as jade are white radish flowers, those that are graceful and elegant are carrot flowers, and those that are fresh and elegant are turnips. How about it? I carved the flowers with vegetables, steamed them slightly and added melted cheese to condense them into long-lasting tulips.

.”

"What's the name of this dish?" Boss Dart looked at the dish in shock, speechless with surprise. When did Marcus' original poor cooking method become so high-end!

"This dish..."

Oops, what should I call this dish? If I don’t have a good name, won’t all my efforts be in vain? Can the same behavior be called Earthy Bundi and Shadow Stream Lord the same?

"The name of this dish is..." I pondered.
Chapter completed!