"Boss, bring me a set meal, add eggs, salad, quick!" A voice sounded, shattering Li Qingming's dream.

Ma Li made a set meal for him, Li Qingming sighed. He found a problem to come. Very cruel question. That is, as a foodie, there is nothing more tempting than good food.

If I had to choose between being a great writer and a god of food, I would still choose to be a god of food. Otherwise, no matter how awesome the writer is, he eats this kind of food every day, so does it make sense to make more money?

Three beautiful things in life: eat all the world's food, see the world's beautiful scenery, and soak the world's beauties.

This food is the first in the list.

Writer, being a writer in this world, has a fart!

Yourself, it's better to honestly think about your first dish and what dish to choose. Just these earth leopards, taking out a random dish by themselves is enough for them to swallow their tongues. It's not the same to be able to achieve fame and enjoy delicious food. Otherwise, if you have the name of a great writer, but eat these junk foods every day, it is better to die.

A few hours later, Li Qingming also figured out three dishes in his heart, saw that there was no business, and went home directly.

Business is not good today. In total, it was sold for more than 40 yuan, and if you put aside the cost, I'm afraid you only made about 10 yuan. This amount of money is just enough for a meal.

But if you count the 100 yuan bill given by the man, then you will make a lot of money today.

When Li Qingming went back, the uncle was still sitting there sluggishly. However, there was a smell of wine in the room, and the uncle was surrounded by various empty wine bottles.

"Uncle, you drink like this, but you have to be careful of your body!" Li Qingming said worriedly.

The uncle just muttered, his voice seemed to be choking, and at this moment there is no more mourning than death, nothing more than that.

Li Qingming sighed deeply and didn't say anything more, just picked up the wine bottle and drank it with his uncle.

What's the most fearful thing about drinking? Stuffy drinking! Someone to drink with you will feel much better. Even if the two of them don't talk, just have someone to accompany them, it will be much better.

Soon, the uncle was drunk. Li Qingming cleaned up, and after washing, he quickly went to sleep. Early tomorrow morning, I will go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and study the recipes.

After all, he's not a chef, just a foodie.

Early the next morning, the uncle was still asleep, and Li Qingming had already gotten up and gone to the vegetable market. As a result, I was dumbfounded when I arrived at the vegetable market.

In the vegetable market, there is only one kind of meat, chicken. As for other poultry raw ones, there are none. Then there are a lot of vegetables, but they are mainly potatoes. The rest is made into a salad of vegetables such as onions and autumn cabbage. And then the rest, it's some chili sauce, salt and stuff like that, and then the rest, the rest is gone.

What's going on here! In this world, why don't there be any condiments! This Chinese delicacy, if you want to be delicious, all kinds of condiments must be complete.

There's nothing here, how to get it!

After Li Qingming turned around worriedly, he wrote down the list of all the things in the vegetable market and returned to his uncle's house.

Looking at the list of vegetable varieties and categories recorded in his hand, Li Qingming was a little worried.

After a night of contemplation, Li Qingming found three of the most accessible and delicious Chinese delicacies: sweet and sour pork ribs, mapo tofu, and fish-flavored shredded pork.

These three dishes are Li Qingming's favorite food, and the workmanship is not complicated. As far as Li Qingming's poor 'visual cooking skills' are concerned, it should also be able to get started. Of course, it is mainly because of these three kinds that Li Qingming knows the ingredients of their seasonings and cooking processes.

Other dishes, although they know the name and the taste, but many of them don't know how to do it. Therefore, Li Qingming chose the simplest and easiest to get started.

He sorted out the raw materials for this sweet and sour pork ribs yesterday for a night: pork chops, cooking wine, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, sugar, salt, monosodium glutamate, and sesame seeds.

These condiments can be said to be available anywhere in the land of China, and they are the most common things. But here, I haven't heard of cooking wine, what is light soy sauce, what is dark soy sauce, there is only one kind of soy sauce, vinegar is there, as for sugar, salt, these are available, but there is no monosodium glutamate, sesame seeds are also available, but no one likes to eat it, so it is not easy to buy.

Of course, none of this is important, Li Qingming pondered, he could find something instead. The real trouble is, there are no pork chops. Yes, no pork chops.

In this world, it is very strange that there are no pigs. In this world, there is no pork at all. The whole world only eats chicken. The whole market is filled with all kinds of chickens, and there are more than 100 types of chickens. Different types of chicken, the fried chicken cutlet will have different tastes, which naturally has different prices.

There is no pig, and the sweet and sour pork ribs naturally can't be made. And then the fish-flavored shredded pork, needless to say, it can't be done. As for mapo tofu, that can't be done either. Because there is no tofu.

Strange world! Li Qingming was depressed.

If you look at the list, there are chickens, all kinds of chickens, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and then there are the potatoes in the sky, and there are more types of potatoes than you can imagine. From the cheapest one for one yuan to a small potato for hundreds of yuan.

Li Qingming has never tasted it, and he doesn't know what it tastes like. But no matter how expensive it is, it is chicken fries, how good can it be.

How do I do this food? Li Qingming was depressed.

At this time, the uncle woke up, looked at the cleaned room, and the uncle thanked him, but his face was still extremely ugly. Obviously, being treated like this by the daughter who was pulled up by one hand is no less than the destruction of the world for the uncle.

"Uncle, I can take care of this stall, you are not feeling well, just continue to rest at home, I will come." Li Qingming said with relief.

The uncle patted Li Qingming on the shoulder, his lips squirmed a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. I just walked straight out the door and went to the commissary not far away to buy the inferior drink.

Li Qingming shook his head helplessly when he saw this. In this case, you have to come out on your own. It is useless to persuade others. It's like falling out of love in college before, that feeling is heartbreaking and discouraged. At that moment, it felt like nothing mattered.

It doesn't matter what you study, what you do, what your future holds. I don't even have a sweetheart, what kind of future do I need!

Li Qingming can understand this mood. Therefore, I don't want to pour some chicken soup for the soul, this can only rely on time to heal the wound.

Time is always the best healing medicine.

After getting a fried chicken and fries for his uncle, Li Qingming continued to think about it.