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But today I feel a little different from usual, there are a lot of guests who come here, and a large number of new guests come after watching the dessert duel between Boss Wen and Yusaku Oda, and some people yearn for that shocking Midsummer Night's dream. There are also doubts: How could Master Oda, who has won the World Dessert Contest twice, lose to a hairy boy like this, will there be a conspiracy here?

Whether it's yearning or questioning, in short, it has attracted amazing popularity to this restaurant.

Most of the guests who came to Text Restaurant today had the same purpose - to taste that amazing dessert, a Midsummer Night's Dream!

However, nine times out of ten, life is not as expected, and it seems that they are going to run for nothing today.

"What? Don't offer a la carte menu today? Only one dish for sale today? ”

"Isn't it? Selling only fries today? But I didn't come to eat fries! ”

"Eh, I came from the imperial capital by plane last night, I'm a reporter from the life column of Dajing Daily, and I'm here to report on your store's Midsummer Night's Dream, and you want to send me away with a french fries now? I can't eat French fries in the imperial capital, and I came all the way here?! ”

"Be generous, lad! My tigress in my house has given a death order, and if I don't bring this Midsummer Night's Dream home today, I'll have to kneel through the durian at night! I'll give you a markup, so you can sell it to me......"

"The customer is God, you know? How can there be someone like you, who doesn't care what customers want to eat and forcibly sells other dishes! ”

Takeo is almost surrounded by guests, but what can he do? He could only hang a sign that read "Today's Chef's Recommended Dish - Healthy Fries" on the most eye-catching bulletin board in the store.

It stands to reason that normal people's thinking is to take advantage of the craze set off by new works, sell new dishes with all their might, and earn a lot of money. Because the public's attention comes and goes quickly, opportunities are fleeting, maybe there will be some hot topic next, and the old hot spot will soon be forgotten by the public.

The back kitchen of the Text Restaurant.

Chang Zhaowen didn't care how difficult Takeo in the front hall negotiated with the guests, he just wanted to complete the task quickly at the moment, he was busy all morning, well, in fact, it wasn't that long - according to the original plan, it was a tedious chore to peel and cut strips of so many potatoes, and it would take at least half a day, but I didn't expect that the addition of the empty completely changed all this.

I saw a loud shout in the air, stretched out his left claw, and with a "touch", the white demonic qi erupted from his claws, forming a huge vortex in mid-air and spinning at high speed, and the fierce demonic energy instantly filled the entire kitchen, and the potatoes piled up on the ground like a hill seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and flew into the air one by one, and were swept into the vortex of demonic energy......

Whole potatoes go in and cut potato strips come out!

In the blink of an eye, the potatoes were transformed into two different things in the whirlpool—uniformly sized pale yellow potato strips, and thin peels that had been peeled off. After a few turns in the air, the two substances fell into their respective target containers.

The potato strips flew neatly into a row of stainless steel basins lined up on the board, and under the impact of this "potato strip rain", there was a cheerful jingling sound, which sounded particularly pleasant to Chang Zhaowen, and the potato skins obediently fell into the trash can.

1、2、3！ Finish!

Chang Zhaowen pressed the stopwatch in his hand, and in three seconds, fifty kilograms of potatoes were processed into potato strips, which were better than any food processor.

“good-boy！” Chang Zhaowen smiled and touched his empty head, and handed him three packets of braised pork.

"Okay, eat meat!" Kongkong also smiled, his paw lightly scratched on the bag, the three packages cracked at the same time, and the meat contained in it was pushed into the air by a force.

"Woo-yummy!" The empty mouth was chewing heavily, and the fragrant juice flowed between the lips and teeth. It's really nice to have meat to eat, but why does he always feel that this style of painting seems a little wrong?

How can a dog demon of mine be driven by humans so much for a bite to eat? The self-esteem of being a dog demon in the bottom of my heart is about to rise.

"Empty, this is for you too!" Chang Zhaowen waved his hand, and a golden beehive was thrown straight into the air.

"Okay!" Kongkong caught the beehive, opened his mouth wide and took a bite, and the viscous honey mixed with the fine and smooth pollen instantly poured into his mouth, and the charming sweetness instantly conquered his taste buds.

Sora closed his eyes, intoxicated by the beauty, and the fluffy tail behind him swayed from side to side with excitement. No wonder he felt that something was wrong just now, it turned out that he hadn't eaten dessert after eating the main meal, such a stupid and low-level mistake, how could his dignified dog demon make it!

Alright, serve!

After the potato fries were processed, the next process was even simpler, and it didn't take long for Chang Zhaowen and Kongkong to push a small cart full of finished fries to the front hall.

"Takeo, come and serve!" Chang Zhaowen shouted to Takeo to come over and help, and at this pace, the task of obtaining new seeds will be completed soon.

"Master," Takeo said after seeing Tsuneshofumi, as if he had seen a savior, "these guests are here to buy Midsummer Night's Dream, and they are not interested in fries......

"Are they really not interested in fries?" Chang shrugged his shoulders and pointed behind Takeo.

As soon as Takeo turned around, he was almost blinded by the sight in front of him.

The guests, who had protested and swore that they would not have a Midsummer Night's dream, were now greedily looking at the golden crispy fries in Chang Zhaowen's cart with a faint milky fragrance.

"Hey, those fries look unusual! Bring me a copy! ”

"I have to eat a Midsummer Night's Dream, but before I eat this, it's not bad to have some fries for a snack."

"Don't mushrooms, move faster, bring me two servings, the fries won't taste good when they're cold!"

"Wow, it smells so good! Is this really just fries? I want to eat! I want to eat! ”

Hey, can you be a little disciplined, you didn't just say that to me! Takeo lamented, too, for foodies, the so-called festival is to eat delicious at all costs!