Looking at his faltering companion, Yevre had to pull a hand, avoiding a burly demon in time.

"So you're really not kidding! You passed the nine-star chef assessment like this? Is it true that you said about opening a restaurant?"

It was only now that Hopsling looked up and down as if he had known Jevre for the first time, and from time to time he tapped his head with a pig's trot.

"The matter of the restaurant is still being planned, after all, I may have to stay in the small town of Kakamos for a long time, so I should always find something to do. ”

Looking at the three pairs of piercing eyes, Jevre decided to give some hope.

"Even if you can't open it for a while, I can teach you a few hands in private, at least it's much stronger than now. ”

"That's fine! I must learn from last night's big meal, and I won't have to worry about running out of good food in the future." ”

Hopsling held a pair of piglets' trotters aloft, and then roared so loudly that he startled passers-by.

"Can I learn too? It's a pity that I'm not even a third of Hopsling's, you can't scold, do you?"

Carpents, who has the heart to pull into the relationship and hugs his real thighs, has a pair of rabbit ears that keep shaking, and his ruby eyes are full of gratitude.

"Isn't it right to be scolded, who doesn't come over like this?"

Capens's words reminded Jevre of the situation when he first learned the arts, a clumsy beginner, but after suffering countless scoldings, he made great progress.

Except for Hekiraf, who has been smirking and happy for Yevre, who is busy participating in extreme martial arts competitions and does not plan to learn cooking skills for the time being, the other two have heated discussions with Yevre about this issue.

With a series of discussions, a group of four people, before they knew it, returned to a family hotel.

Hopsling hurriedly told Hop Georgie the news that Yevre had passed the test, causing a scream.

Before Hope could congratulate him, the innkeeper, who was handling the accounts at the counter, rushed over in high spirits.

"Congratulations, congratulations! I'm the owner of my family, Master Jevre, your room is free, even if it's a little bit of my heart. ”

The owner of the Speed Demon Hotel, who is a bit of a philistine, is a human spirit, and understands that his small hotel cannot be compared to a young nine-star chef, even if he is already the strength of the peak realm of the Xuan Rank.

The connections of a nine-star chef are enough to easily crush him to death.

"Then thank you boss, we're going to go out to dinner together in the evening, why don't we go together?"

Yevre turned to Aunt Hope, who kept looking him up and down, asking for advice.

"No problem! No problem! I'll have someone take care of the hotel business in a while, and we'll go with you." ”

The cityman's speed demon boss secretly glanced at the nodding Hope Qiaoqi, and then nodded excitedly in agreement.

It's so easy to get on the relationship, but pie in the sky, how can you miss it, anyway, it's okay to stay in the hotel.

"Then it's settled, I'll go rest for a while, and then we'll go out together at nine o'clock in the evening. ”

For those ten nine-star dishes, Yevre took a lot of effort, and he was really a little tired.

As soon as the words fell, Yevre left his still excited companions and hurried to the top floor.

Why was Yevre so fast, it turned out that Lias had run back from wandering around.

"Lias, how was the play?

Jevre closed the door and summoned the Scarlet Codex as he asked Lias as he rolled over the soft quilt.

"Intelligence, what information? The master just wanders around, just looking for something to eat by the way, who has the heart to find any information! Not to mention, the catering industry in the small town of Kakamos is really developed enough, and there are restaurants of all sizes and large and small. ”

Lias straightened up, blinking his cute eyes, his face full of long aftertaste.

"Don't really say it, the master went to two restaurants with eight-star chef town stores, and the eight-star signature dishes are really authentic, compared to you, but they are much stronger. ”

"Isn't it normal to be stronger than me, how many years have I been a chef, and other eight-star chefs are at least ground-level strength, I don't know how many years I have been in the chef's house, can I compare?"

As he spoke, Yevre himself laughed, if it weren't for the bloodline breath bonus, he really wouldn't be a real master of cooking.

Not to mention the six-star masters and seven-star chefs who have not yet been seen, just if you want to stand out among the eight-star chefs, you have to continue to work hard.

"Lias, how many red crystal coins do you have? Give me tens of thousands, I basically have blue crystal coins on me, and it's a bit troublesome to settle the bill!"

I think that at the beginning, Lias got a lot of red crystal coins from Ziophra, but unfortunately he continued to ask for them before he came, so he entered the bloody battlefield.

"Checking out, you're going to eat and drink too?"

Lias muttered as he took out 20,000 red crystals and gave them to Yevre.

"Thanks, by the way, I'm going to participate in a food competition in a few days, and I also got a nine-star chef certificate today, and I'm going to celebrate with Hopslin and them in a while, are you going?"

Hurriedly putting the red crystal coins into the storage ring, leaving five hundred in the leather wallet for later use, Yevre suddenly remembered that there had been dinner for several days in a row.

"I'm too lazy to go, it's boring! If you want to find something to eat, the master will find it himself, a bunch of orcs, disgusting to death." ”

I don't know what unforgettable things happened to Lias and the orcs, anyway, I haven't treated the Hopslin people very much, and I always think they are inferior creatures.

"That's okay, whatever you want."

As soon as the words were finished, Lias rolled over, no longer took care of Evre, and occupied the big bed alone, resting alone.

Evre shook his head, turning his attention to the Crimson Codex.

The side quest that requires passing the nine-star chef assessment has been completed, and it actually gives 1,400 exercise proficiency, which is not bad.

Counting the remaining exercise proficiency from before, Yevre once again has three thousand savings, but he doesn't know how much he will be rewarded if he gets a full score at the beginning.

With three thousand exercises of proficiency, you can't do anything, so let's keep it obediently, and wait until the fifth ring of the main quest is completed.

Silently reining in the Scarlet Codex, Yevre sat upright on the circle chair, calmly contemplated the psychic sacred tree for a while, and when his spiritual power was fully recovered, he simply washed up, and tiptoed towards the outside of the house.

Lias has a bit of a big temper, whether it is a real sleep or a fake sleep, Yevre is unwilling to face a little monster who has the gas to get up.

"Huh, you've been talking here, why don't you wash up?"

Looking at the crowd of people who were eating melons together and discussing passionately, and looking at the sweat stains that had dried up, Yevre reminded a few ladies casually.

"Haven't I been waiting for you, otherwise I would have gone out for a full meal. ”

Hopsling shook the little pig's head, looked at the smiling aunt, and then looked up and down at Yevre, who seemed to be a little clean, with a pig's mouth, and a tall one.

"Well, that's my fault, let's go, I'd like to see the folk food of Kacamos City and prepare for the food competition." ”

As soon as Yevre finished speaking, Hopsling and the Boss of the Speed Demon stood up suddenly, and then walked out of the hotel together.

I'm really anxious, I know that I'm going to eat delicious food, and I don't know that I think I'm running for my life!

Jevre walked along, led by Hopgeorgi, turning a few bustling avenues, then two more alleys, and then coming to a place that resembled an urban village.

Under the various mottled old buildings, there is an open-air market.

All kinds of small shops have long since closed their doors, and countless food stalls pushing small carts have set up a battle.

Looking at the dense low-level intelligent creatures, looking at the hot and noisy scene, Yevre suddenly returned to the supper stall.

Many shirtless diners eat meat and drink wine with relish, which is a good picture of the atmosphere of rivers and lakes.

Yevre quietly sensed that in this open-air market, which covers an area of more than fifty acres, I am afraid that there are not nearly a thousand small stalls.

All kinds of snacks, all kinds of late-night snack partners, or some simple foods to fill the stomach, no matter whether they are clean or not, they are so grandiose and swaggering through the market.

Yevre, who was once made to vomit and diarrhea by roadside stalls, no longer worries about whether he is clean or not, after all, the physical fitness of ordinary earth-level primordial realm demons is comparable to that of ordinary earth-level primordial realm demons, and there is no problem in resisting some negative states.

The key is to see if there is anything new and can provide yourself with a little bit of brilliance.

"Yevre, you sit down first, I'll go buy some special snacks. ”

A group of six people, led by Hop Georgi's old horse, walked through the stalls on the periphery, and then said hello in front of an acquaintance's stall, found six wooden stools, and a simple wooden table that was still clean, and greeted Yevre with great swords.

"Aunt Hope Choki, buy less, so many snacks, taste them all in a while. ”

Before Jevre could speak, Hopsling hurriedly shouted at his aunt.

There was a loud noise all around, and if the sound was small, I was afraid that I would really not be able to hear it clearly.

"Okay, you guys wait first!"

Hop Choki paused, responded loudly, and disappeared into the crowd.

The business is really good enough, but the prices are ordinary, about the same as the price of the salty and crispy snake slices that Hopsling bought when he first entered the city.

It is estimated that the fat belly and intestines eaten by a group of six people will not cost ten blue crystal coins.

A stall selling fried insects ten feet away next to him only costs five gray crystal coins per pound, which is distressing.

The boss, who looks like an anteater, keeps collecting money, pretending to be bugs, and is very busy.

The stall on the left sells a kind of shabu food, which is a bit similar to Malatang, but there is no stick, similar to the steamed vegetables in Rongcheng.

Well, the kind of white soup and vegetables are basically salty and sour, without adding any chili fruit.

And the shop where Yevre is sitting is making something similar to the meat sandwich bun, but the bun is a little hard, similar to the dead dough bun in the mutton steamed bun, if the teeth are not good, I am afraid that it will be easy to break the teeth.

The minced meat in the meat bun is stewed and sloppy, and with some cheap spices, it is still quite marketable.

Yevre had only been sitting for a few minutes before the kobold boss sold almost ten meat buns.

"Boss, give me six to taste. ”

Jevre shook his feet, and then looked curiously at the iron pot of stew, and then at the temporary heating of the hard bun, which was almost covered.

"Oh, here you go, handsome elf brother, I'll wait for Hope Choggie to come back and settle the bill. ”

The kobold boss rubbed his big hands on his apron with a pair of rough hands that were a little wet, and handed them over with a smile.

"Thanks!"

Handing the bun to a thirsty Hopslin, Yevre chewed it carefully.

The flour is not kneaded for a long time, which causes the flour to be compacted, and there is no basic seasoning added separately, which makes it a bit bland.

The stew of unknown material is soft and rotten enough, but unfortunately the pre-treatment work is not in place, resulting in excessive blood residue, and there is no cold water pot to force the residue, resulting in a poor taste.

The ratio of fat and thin is unreasonable, resulting in the firewood of firewood and the oil of oil, and there is really nothing to look forward to in one bite.

Cheap and inferior spices, although they make the meat more fragrant, are not very coordinated, and are always a bit abrupt, just like some ordinary small shops in Muslim Street.

The only thing that is commendable is that the amount is relatively large, and it is very popular with big-bellied people.