Game of Gods Chapter 226

Published at 7th of May 2022 07:42:12 PM

God of Food (Middle)

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Chef life occupation was once considered the most useless life occupation.

Because the food produced by this profession can not provide attribute bonus, it can only provide stronger energy for professionals.

The term "energy" here has a broad nature and refers to the full range of human needs for survival. Food is the basic way of living energy intake, just like trees need sunlight and rain.

After people become professionals, their energy demand has greatly increased, and ordinary food has been difficult to meet the needs of professionals. When the energy supply is insufficient, it will lead to poor recovery ability, including endurance, mentality, etc. In severe cases, it will even be weak.

Therefore, the professionals either become the king of the stomach or eat Xianneng food.

However, Xianneng Food is not only processed by a life professional chef. Like other life occupations, there is no related occupation and everyone can do it, at best, it is almost inefficient.

Reflected in the chef, is the level of utilization of Xianneng, but has little effect on the taste of the opponent.

In other words, a person who has never been a chef but whose life occupation is a chef, the Xianneng food produced may most likely retain the energy of Xianneng, but the taste is bad. An old chef who has been working for 20 years, although he has not become a professional, can still process Xianneng food deliciously.

In contrast, many people may choose the latter-one serving is not enough, so much more to eat.

As a result, the chef ’s life and career appear to be tasteless, and it is difficult for non-real chefs to play its role.

This also makes many professionals consider this life occupation to be the most wasteful of many life occupations.

But Yuan Chenfei knows that as long as the processing technology and materials are in place, the chef can actually make some foods with special effects.

For example, this frosty cold fruit salad.

Frost cold fruit is a special fruit that exists only in the outer world. The fruit is processed by the chef and consumed to enhance certain frost resistance.

However, this needs to meet two basic conditions. One is that the chef must be a living occupation of at least a boutique level, and the other is to take it multiple times.

So after seeing this dish, Yuan Chenfei asked: "How many levels are your chefs living in?"

The waiter immediately answered: "Our executive chef is perfect, the chefs are legendary, and the four chefs are boutique."

"I want your executive chef to make this frosty salad. Is there a problem?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

The waiter's face was distressed: "This ..."

"I give out five hundred crystal coins, ten." Yuan Chen said.

Five hundred crystal coins is not a small number. Upon hearing this, the waiter nodded quickly: "I'll let you know."

Li Zhanjun looked at Yuan Chenfei in surprise: "So many salads, can you eat them? This is Xianneng food."

"If these ten salads are eaten, can you improve your frost resistance a little?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

"What?" Everyone froze.

If that's the case, it would be too cost-effective.

Five hundred crystal coins increase a little frost resistance. What could be better?

After hearing Yuan Chenfei's explanation, everyone immediately got excited: "I'm here for twenty!"

"I'm here for fifty!"

Screamed.

Yuanchen Feidao said: "Eating more is useless, this thing only works once."

After hearing this, everyone's energy was much smaller.

"Then ten copies first." Li Zhanjun shouted.

So the other dishes were not ordered, and the frosty cold salad was only 70 servings.

Looking at the menu brought by the waiter, Cao Changyu was obviously aggressive.

What's the situation?

Just frost cold salad? Also called for the executive chef?

You should know that in the restaurant, the chief chef's main job is not cooking, but management, and designing and improving some new dishes. The status is very high, and it is easy to not cook. Of course, the basics of craftsmanship are there, and occasionally when I meet distinguished guests, I will cook and cook some dishes.

Yuan Chenfei they had to eat the frost cold salad made by the chef and added money for it. This is quite normal, but it takes 70 servings at a stretch, and even Cao Changyu feels speechless.

The most important thing is that the workload is not small.

Cao Changyu has been in the kitchen for so many years and has not encountered such a thing. The most important thing is that he does not know that ten frosty salads made by the perfect chef profession can improve the frost resistance-no one eats ten servings in one breath and eats them separately Will result in reduced effectiveness, and may take fifteen or twenty servings to be effective. And even if someone eats fruit in continuous consumption, they don't know that this is the effect of Frost Cold Salad. Because only once.

Even if he knew it-he wouldn't tell him.

So the effect of Frost Cold Salad is still a secret so far.

Cao Changyu didn't know, but was a little bit aggressive by Yuan Chenfei's request. He is a dignified executive chef, and there are still shelves. He wants to make a large pot of rice and make 70 fruit salads. Some of them are a little bit lost, so he directly said, "Xiao Liu, come here and make this list. . "

The waiter next to him reminded: "The guests requested that you do it yourself and added money."

Cao Changyu's eyes widened: "It's just a fruit salad. Who makes it differently? He can still eat the taste of the executive chef? It's customary. You can tell them that this is what I made, Xiao Liu's skills questionable."

Under normal circumstances, Cao Changyu is certainly right.

Meals are all the same. Generally, the meals prepared by the chef are already delicious on the earth, and when they go up, they are often made with color and fragrance, and the taste is second.

Xiao Liu has been a chef for more than 20 years. The quality of the food he has made is no problem. He looks back and puts on a shape to ensure it is Michelin-grade.

Thinking of this, Cao Changyu dealt with this matter in the past.

But the situation is different when they fall over Yuan Chenfei.

Seventy fruit salads were served, and Li Zhanjun was the first to finish.

After a mad rush to the sea, all ten plates were emptied, just like eating a buffet.

After touching his stomach, Li Zhanjun froze, "I didn't improve."

Yuan Chenfei was also surprised: "Are you sure?"

Li Zhanjun came together: "Is there no prompt for promotion?"

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Yuan Chenfei shook his head: "It's impossible, there is a special resistance index to prompt. Besides, if there is no prompt, how can this happen?"

This is so, if there is no immediate indication after eating, then how do you know that this is the effect of frost cold fruit?

"Wait to see the others." Yuan Chenfei said.

Soon he finished his ten servings on the sixth day.

He shook his head on the sixth day, indicating that he did not improve.

Liu Li asked, "Will you eat less? Yes, is this so-called serving a bit unscientific as a quantifier? Should it be calculated in grams?"

"It's possible." Xia Ning nodded. "Maybe it's because his copy here is different from the one in the Feizi concept."

Yuan Chenfei looked down at the plate in front of him: "I don't think it's too small, so don't order two more?"

"I still eat." Fear appeared on Rouwa's face. "I'm almost eating."

The little girl is not afraid of the world, but she is afraid of eating too much.

"Try it." Li Zhanjun waved to the waiter: "Each person has two more copies. I still want your executive chef to make them."

The waiter looked at them in surprise.

I have never seen a fruit salad like this.

But she brought it to her.

Cao Changyu didn't take it seriously: "Look, Xiao Liu's craftsmanship they still like ... I have never seen such a salad-loving one."

Let Xiao Liu do it.

Li Zhanjun took two more and still saw no effect.

"No, do you remember it wrong?" Li Zhanjun asked Yuan Chenfei in doubt.

Yuan Chenfei frowned: "Liu Yang notes, I have read many times, this kind of thing is not memorized. Of course, since it has no effect until now, it may indeed be me remembered, but there is another may……"

He didn't go on, but everyone already understood the meaning.

Li Zhanjun beckoned and called the waiter: "This salad is made by your executive chef?"

The waiter jumped in his heart, and still scratched his head and answered, "Yes ... yes. Any questions?"

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "You are lying."

"No, no!"

"No, you have!" Yuan Chenfei said with certainty: "When you answered just now, the corners of your eyes turned to the right and you clenched your hands at the same time. This is an instinctive defensive posture, and it is only a situation that occurs when you lie. It ’s not your executive chef! ”

The waiter was taken aback, but still raised his neck and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Yuan Chenfei didn't plan to waste his lips with a waiter, and said directly, "Call your chef, is this okay?"

The little girl can only go and talk.

When he heard calling himself, Cao Changyu was also confused. This time, he couldn't find another person to replace, so he had to go in person.

At the table, Cao Changyu smiled and said, "Several guests, I'm Cao Changyu, the chef of this restaurant. May I ask if the guests are satisfied?"

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Cao Changyu froze, only felt that the other party's words were full of power, with the meaning of endless deterrence. His voice was rumbling, his voice was ringing around the beam, and even the space was transformed accordingly. Although he has never seen God.

At that moment, facing the question of Yuan Chenfei, Cao Changyu could no longer lie.

He blurted out, "No ... not me ..."

With this exit, the feeling just now disappeared. Cao Changyu saw that he was still standing at the dining table, and he was facing only a few ordinary guests.

But words have been exported.

Cao Changyu was shocked and angry: "What did you do to me?"

Yuan Chenfei sighed: "It's not what I did to you, but what you did in the restaurant? Chef Cao, name the dishes you want to make, and you let other chefs do it. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?

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