The aroma of the eggs is fully stimulated and thoroughly integrated into the rice.

The egg-coated rice is not only soft and chewy, but also has a distinct grain, and when you taste it, it has a special flavor that is produced by the high temperature of the fat.

It's the smell of fire!

Egg fried rice can be said to be the foundation of Chinese cuisine.

However, it is precisely because of the foundation that the use of fire and flame has reached the extreme.

Golden Egg Fried Rice is such a product of the ultimate foundation.

Gou Ming can say without exaggeration that this is the best fried rice he has ever eaten in his life and in his life! Not one of them!

He even wondered if he had made this bowl of fried rice.

The most terrifying thing is that this is just a one-star dish, and if it were a more advanced dish, how delicious it would be, it really makes your mouth water.

However, Gou Ming quickly calmed down.

The strange events of the 2-star difficulty threatened his life several times, and he really couldn't imagine what kind of monsters he would encounter at 3-star, 4-star, or even 5-star.

Maybe in the end, there will be a midnight bell, curses and the like, or even more inexplicable weird events than these.

With the location of my restaurant, I can only make ends meet with just one golden egg fried rice, and I may have to continue to explore strange places and events in the future, so I must not be careless, and I must be fully prepared! ’

In the face of unreasonable supernatural beings such as resentful spirits, any careless behavior is death.

At this time, Gou Ming suddenly thought of a question.

'System! What about my compensation awards? What the hell is it? Why hasn't it arrived yet? ’

As a result, the system replied.

- The reward is already on the way, please be patient.

Then he stopped paying attention to him.

You think you're delivering a courier! Have to wait?!

However, Gou Ming, who knew the virtue of the system, could only put this matter aside for the time being and began to prepare for the opening of the restaurant.

Gou Ming first went to the nearby commercial street to buy the ingredients he needed, and after returning to the restaurant, he prepared some of the ingredients.

Then, before opening, Gou Ming took out a small blackboard and wrote on it in red chalk: Our restaurant has launched a new dish 'Golden Egg Fried Rice', which costs 2,000 yen per serving.

He thought for a moment, and then added a sentence below: new product launch, special event. Half price for the second serving!

When he was done, he hung the small chalkboard in the most prominent place in the restaurant.

The price of goods in Sakura City is equivalent to that of Tokyo before the Takanai Travel, and a fried rice serving costs about 400 to 500 yen.

Despite this, the price of 2,000 yen for an egg fried rice is still sky-high, and it is basically only sold at high-end restaurants in the city center or starred restaurants with 'tire' certification.

However, Gou Ming is confident in the taste of golden egg fried rice, as long as he tastes even one bite, he will definitely think that the price is worth it.

If it weren't for the location of the restaurant being too bad and the hardware facilities of the restaurant itself being poor, Gou Ming would have wanted to set the price a little higher.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Gou Ming opened the door of the restaurant.

At this time, the restaurant that has done well is about to close and start preparing the ingredients for the evening.

Gouming's restaurant has to rely on extended opening hours to increase its revenue.

Scattered and scattered, there were a few customers who missed their meals in the restaurant of Gouming. These guests are all residents of the neighborhood, and they basically know Gou Ming.

It's just that when they saw the advertisement on the blackboard, they all laughed and shook their heads.

This price is not affordable for the residents of the neighborhood. They all thought Gou Ming was joking.

A familiar guest also took advantage of this to make fun of Gou.

"Manager, it doesn't look like it's April 1st."

The middle-aged man with slightly graying hair was named Zhenxiang and was the owner of a nearby shoe repair shop. His family's shop is only a few stores away from Gou Ming's house.

Unlike Gou Ming, his family has lived in this alley for generations, and his grandfather has been repairing shoes in this alley since his grandfather.

It's just that after entering the Internet era, young people prefer to shop on the Internet, throw things away when they are broken, and don't think about finding someone to mend them.

Like tailor shops and the like, they are gradually being phased out.

The shoe repair shop of the real Xiang family is naturally no exception. Until now, only nearby residents would go to him to repair their shoes.

Mr. Sho, who is completely idle, occasionally runs to Gouming's small restaurant to drink a little wine or something.

The other party seemed to be ridiculous, but there was concern in his words.

Gou Ming just smiled and didn't explain much.

When he offered this price, he was already prepared in his heart.

With the location of his house, the size of the restaurant, and such a high price, it must be difficult for customers to accept at first.

However, just as his fried rice will shine, it is gold that will always shine.

As long as even one customer is willing to be the first person to eat crab, the word of mouth will gradually rise, and slowly more people will choose to try this outrageously expensive bowl of egg fried rice.

Time flickered, and it was half past three in the afternoon.

During the time it was open, Gou Ming entertained a total of 5 nearby residents. But no one wants to try the expensive golden egg fried rice.

But there is good news.

It seems that because the system directly instilled cooking skills and muscle memory in him, his culinary foundation has also risen.

When I make some ordinary dishes, the taste is even more delicious than before.

After tasting it, several regulars said that they would often visit Gouming's restaurant in the future.

After all the guests in the restaurant left, Gou Ming was boredly fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand.

Suddenly, the door of the restaurant was pushed open.

"Welcome!"

Gou Ming subconsciously raised his head and said.

A middle-aged man wearing brown trousers, a white shirt, a blouse in his hand, a fat figure, and a Mediterranean Sea on his head walked in.

As he walked, he kept wiping the sweat beads from his face with a handkerchief.

When he saw Gou Ming in a chef's suit, he couldn't help but be stunned, as if he was a little surprised that the chef of this small restaurant was so young.

"What do you want?"

Gou Ming took the initiative to ask.

The middle-aged man touched the top of his head with some embarrassment.

"Manager, I would like to ask, is No. 3-79 Mikicho here?"

"Mikicho? There is only Mimeo Town in the vicinity, so you are in the wrong place. ”

Gou Ming thought about it and replied with a somewhat strange face.

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, and he quickly took out a note from his arms and examined it carefully.

Soon his face fell, and he muttered something quietly.

"Damn, wasted an afternoon."

He put away the note and bowed to Gou Ming again.

"Thank you very much, manager."

"You're welcome."

Gou Ming waved his hand.

The middle-aged man was about to go out, when his stomach suddenly screamed softly.

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, but soon his eyes lit up.

"Manager, are you still open?"

"Of course."

Gou Ming gave an affirmative answer.