"China Ichiban" world.

Huaiguang Temple.

In the square where you can see the pinnacle of the temple, the 'Guangzhou Dumpling Festival' will be held on the same day.

A number of restaurants and shops have set up sunshade and rain shelters in their own divided positions, and next to the sheds, cloth flags are erected high, and the names of time-honored restaurants are displayed in the wind on the cloth flags.

'Pottery Hall'.

'North Park Hotel'.

'Dumpling Brothers'.

and the 'Yangquan Restaurant', which was hit by a fire a while ago and was in ruins.

These brands are unanimously optimistic about the people of Guangzhou City, recognizing their craftsmanship as masters, and predicting that one of them will definitely win the 'Dumpling Conference', of course, the only criterion for the winner is to see which one takes the most food and has the most hot business.

The day before the food festival, the 'pottery house' kitchen, a special review is underway.

The owner of the restaurant is a widow who still has charm.

As for the chief chef and head chef, he is a fat cook with a simple face.

They were tasting the 'black dumplings' of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who had just come out of a steamer.

"Hey, it turned out to be a dough kneaded with cuttlefish ink?"

The fat cook bit the dumplings and commented in surprise:

"Hand-rolled dough is qualified!"

"The filling, shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots and minced pork, only the steamed granular fish roe remained, which remained intact, and the taste was slightly stiff and abrupt when I first ate it, but the refreshing bite of the fish roe was reasonably retained......

Poof!

With every bite, the umami of a mouthful explodes.

"Good!" The fat chef nodded affirmatively and looked at the proprietress , "It's a very novel dumpling, it's no problem to take it out to deal with this dumpling conference!" ”

"Our 'pottery hall' can divide the stall into two, half of which is placed on our original 'cockscomb dumplings', and the remaining half is on this 'cuttlefish dumplings'!"

The boss lady who still has charm has to think about more links, such as budget, such as cost.

"Ink sacs, a lot of squid, squid have, this supply is no problem."

"But the roe is ......"

The girl who had just made the 'black dumplings' was, of course, Erina Nagikiri, and when she heard this, she immediately replied: "There is no restriction on the specific species of fish roe, any fish roe can be, even if it is a very small particle like 'multispring fish'." ”

Capelin is OK too?

The proprietress smiled in surprise and surprise.

This is a kind of fish that spawns all year round, and the production is large, and the cost of fish roe is not as good as that of pork filling...... Well, if you could make another cut on the stuffed pork and shrink the water a little, then the recipe would be even more perfect......

"Ding-dong."

Seeing the information bar, a row of information about new missions popped up, and Erina Nagikiri suppressed the surprise.

Sure enough, the information obtained on the forum is still very practical.

Those veteran players have summed up a pattern -

No matter where you are.

If you successfully participate in it and receive the task, it is basically a blood earning, and the income from completing the task is equivalent to the progress of others for half a month.

The girl didn't know, and at the same time, Xia Yan, who was also paying attention to it here, was also slightly relieved.

"Did you finally trigger the mission?"

Xia Yan nodded secretly, in this way, there is no need to worry about Erina not working hard enough at the 'Dumpling Conference', in other words, his invisible drive and hints, that's the end of it, and then leave it all to the girl, he can stay behind the scenes, wait for the task on his side to be completed and check the skill points of the signed account.

……

The next day, the square under the tower of Huaiguang Temple was congested with people, and there were shouts of "dumplings dumplings" everywhere.

did not deviate from the track of the original plot.

In the whole square, the most crowded and thickest, and the most lively and popular scene is the stall with the name of "Dumpling Brothers".

"Everyone—"

Wu's dumpling brothers, the elder brother's name is Takeo.

At this time, Takeo greeted the crowd outside the booth: "Thank you for joining us today, that's right, we two brothers, decided to offer something different, to ensure that everyone eats happily and satisfactorily-"

"Then, please take a good look at it, it belongs to the Wu family, the most delicious interpretation at the dumpling conference-"

Takeo nodded to a naked hunk standing in the simple kitchen counter of the stall.

A bald hunk named Wu Lu, lift the lid of the pot!

Suddenly, the crowd rioted.

In the black cauldron on the stove are some strangely shaped potstickers, the top of which is skillfully kneaded into the shape of a flame.

'Color, flavor and shape'.

In terms of styling and appearance, it can be called a full score for the gimmick.

When the Wu Dumpling Brothers just held the conference, they immediately made the atmosphere of the food festival extremely hot.

"Wow!"

"Is this a 'flaming potsticker'?"

The spectators exchanged their heads and looked excited.

In the crowd, Erina Nagikiri was also standing, who called almost the entire venue was attracted to come, she settled in Guangzhou City these days, and occasionally heard of the name of 'Dumpling Brothers', so she was also very curious about the brothers' cooking skills.

I saw the bald muscular brother named Wu Lu, under the kitchen counter, picked up a clay pot that looked like a wine jar, raised his head and drank something, but he didn't swallow it, but held it in his mouth.

"Hazard Warning!"

The elder brother Takeo reminded the spectators at the right time:

"Please take two steps back and keep your eyes open to see clearly-"

Whew!

Erina Nagikiri raised her eyebrows, saw the bald muscular brother, and spitted out a burning torch with his mouth, and the flames instantly covered the black cauldron and the potstickers inside.

The fragrance then filled the square!

"It's very unclean, unhygienic......"

Erina Nagikiri was a little difficult to accept, and looked at the unattractive dumpling brother, especially, thinking of his 'tongue of the gods', when he tasted it, he probably tasted something strange in addition to the ingredients.

That sense of déjà vu.

It's like, being kissed by a gorilla.

Belch!!

The girl turned her back in disgust, immediately gave up the idea of buying a plate and tasting the taste, and hurried back to the 'pottery hall' stall.

This shadow with his back to the enthusiastic crowd was too conspicuous, and it suddenly gave Takeo an unexpected glance.

And found out that this little girl was there to see the situation from the name of 'Tao Pavilion', Wu Xiong couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

"Although it is the first time for our brothers to participate, the winning champions of this year's 'Guangzhou Dumpling Conference', these time-honored brands that are dull and have no new ideas, don't want to get involved."

Retracting his gaze, Takeo looked at the surging crowd in front of the stall, the corners of his mouth curled.

"Come on, come on, don't grab it, line up in an orderly manner!"

"I want two sets of ......"

"It smells so good! Crispy from the inside out, is this a fried dumpling or a potsticker? ”