Chapter 3 The First Task
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Lin Zuo looked at his work with satisfaction, and then slipped into the restaurant with the things in his hand.
He put the pork and sauce he bought in the kitchen, and then began his daily cleaning, because he had already cleaned up yesterday, so he simply wiped the table with a rag.
After a while, he finished his sanitation work and moved a stool to sit in the sun.
The warm sunlight baked on his body, making Lin Zuo feel comfortable and wanted to get a recliner to sleep.
As soon as my mind moved, the screen appeared in front of me.
With the thoughts in Lin Zuo's heart, the screen screen was constantly changing around the center of the square square of land.
Soon, Lin Zuo understood the environment around his field.
A huge mountain stands not far from the field, although there is no way to compare it with Buzhou Mountain, but compared to the earth that does not have a mountain altitude of 10,000 meters, it is definitely a behemoth.
The mountain is covered in green trees, except for the black-brown rocks at the top.
In addition to the giant mountain, there was a huge forest around the meadow, although these trees were clear from a distance, Lin Zuo felt in his heart that none of these trees were less than a hundred meters.
From time to time, huge giant birds flew by in the sky, and although he couldn't hear the sound on the screen, Lin Zuo faintly felt that there were definitely giant beasts roaring in those giant forests.
Looking at the magnificent and colorful desolate world through the screen, Lin Zuo couldn't help but feel a little stupid.
This is definitely countless times more shocking than any super blockbuster.
"It would be great if you could really travel into the desolate world, even if you can't really cross it, you can have a mind to cross it. Thinking of those flood and wilderness crossing novels, Lin Zuo couldn't help muttering to himself.
Just then, a young couple walked into the store.
"Boss, is there a menu?" said the slightly handsome young man.
Lin Zuo's mind moved, put away the screen in front of him and smiled: "I only provide one dish today." β
The young man's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in disbelief: "Just one dish?"
The girl who snuggled up to him and was dressed fresh and lovely frowned and said, "You dare to open a restaurant for just one dish, let's go, let's go to Times Square to eat." β
The young man frowned and hesitated, and asked Lin Zuo, "Boss, what is the way you have for this dish?"
Lin Zuo stood up and said with a smile: "You will never be able to eat my dish outside." β
The young man was interested: "Oh, could it be that the boss ancestor is still from the imperial kitchen?"
Lin Zuo choked, slightly embarrassed, in the morning he thought that since he used the white radish produced by Honghuang to cook, the value was naturally not ordinary, so he temporarily set a hundred yuan for a dish.
However, I can't say why.
Coughing dryly, Lin Zuo said calmly: "Haha, brother, this has been seen, my ancestor is really from the imperial kitchen." β
God knows which farmer Lin Zuozu is.
The girl glanced at Lin Zuo, and there was a deep suspicion in her eyes.
"Let's go, I know there's a new restaurant in Times Square that's delicious. β
With that, the girl pulled the young man out of the restaurant.
Lin Zuo watched the couple leave, shook his head and sighed.
After looking at the time, he realized that it was almost ten o'clock, so he hurried to the kitchen and plucked a few large radishes from the barren fields.
Subsequently, the meat is cut and boiled, and the sauce is seasoned.
With the lid of the bucket pot simmering slowly, Lin Zuo sat on a stool, looking at the bucket pot that was constantly steaming, looking forward to it.
Although he is very optimistic about white radish cooking, he has never tried it after all, and he has no bottom in his heart.
However, it doesn't hurt to try it anyway, and even if the final dish is not satisfactory, he can sell the radish directly to high-end restaurants.
After tasting the taste of white radish, Lin Zuo believes that it will definitely be sold, and it will definitely sell well.
As the radish and gravy in the pot merge, a faint and enticing fragrance wafts out along the edge of the pot.
Lin Zuo sniffled, and following the direction of the fragrance, he saw the barrel and pot being cooked.
He strode up to the pot excitedly, wanting to lift the lid but held back, fearing that it would affect the final taste.
In fact, the pot dish that Lin Zuo burned has another name, called the big pot dish.
For some reason, Lin Zuo just likes to eat big pot dishes, probably because it is flavorful enough, the sauce is thick enough, and the vegetables and meat are worse and more flavorful.
It could also be a hobby left over from school.
Just then, a voice came from the hall.
Lin Zuo walked out and found that it was four men dressed in workers' clothes.
"Boss, a few plates of side dishes and four beers. One of them, a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a straight appearance, spoke.
Lin Zuo apologized and stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry everyone, our store has launched new dishes today, and we will not operate other dishes for the time being." β
Hearing Lin Zuo's words, a thin young man sneered and said, "Brother, even if you launch a new dish, you don't have to cook other dishes, do you still plan to cook this new dish in the future?"
Listening to the young man's words, Lin Zuo nodded in agreement, he really thought so, if this pot of radish stewed pork is really as delicious as he imagined, then he can make a boutique private restaurant based on Honghuang vegetables in the future.
This can make more money than running a regular restaurant.
"Guys, you might as well try my new dish and get the best value for your money. Lin Zuo said with a smile.
The stout man said happily: "Okay, let's give our brothers a plate of your new dish for each of us." β
At this time, a young man with black-rimmed glasses next to the stout man pulled him and whispered, "Uncle Xiong, don't worry, listen to the price first." β
"New dishes, 100 yuan a plate. Lin Zuo glanced at the sturdy man whose face changed instantly, and continued: "Of course, if you feel that the price is not appropriate, there is a yellow braised chicken restaurant diagonally opposite. β
The sturdy man stared at Lin Zuo with round eyes, and Lin Zuo looked at him not to be outdone.
The three young men who came with the stout man persuaded them to find a new one.
'Smack!' The stout man slapped the table with a loud bang and said, "Serve us four new dishes, if it doesn't taste good, I'll tear down your shop." β
Lin Zuo was overjoyed, but he said with an unmoved look on his face: "I guarantee that you are worth the money." β
A slightly chubby, more than 1.8 meters tall and honest-faced young man persuaded: "Uncle Xiong, where is it not eaten, let's not be slaughtered by him." β
Uncle Xiong waved his hand and said, "I said that I want to invite you to dinner, since we will eat it, then we will eat well, I want to see what new dishes he will serve, come, come and sit." β
Lin Zuo came to the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly a rich and attractive fragrance came to his face.
Stir the inside of the pot with an iron spoon a few times and taste the taste.
Immediately shocked, the taste was much better than he expected.
After tasting it a few more times, Lin Zuo found that the taste was light, so he sprinkled some salt into it.
Suddenly, a message flashed through his mind.
With a thought, he opened the screen, only to see the words on it:
'Post a quest to plant at least two spirit plants. Reward: Doubled the size of the field. β