The first opening of the restaurant in another dimension, Qian Chen attached great importance to it.

The system makes it clear that if you want to get strong cooking skills, talents, and recipes, a restaurant from another dimension is the key.

With these, Qian Chen's culinary strength will continue to increase, which in turn will increase the praise of diners from other worlds, so as to get more praise points, which can be exchanged for stronger cooking skills, talents, and recipes.

It's a virtuous circle.

And a virtuous circle, getting off to a good start is the key!

So for a whole day, Qian Shiyu saw that his precious brother Jun began to 'get sick' again.

Qian Chen spent the whole day in addition to the necessary eating, drinking, and Lazar, all of which fell asleep on the bed.

Of course, this is only a façade.

The reality is that he is hiding in the training space, practicing cooking frantically almost non-stop.

There is only one dish he cooks, which is the 'small money fried pan-fried' that has won unanimous praise from the Ying pear family.

Although the recipe grade of 'Secret Beef Powder' is higher than that of 'Xiao Qian Raw Fried', Qian Chen knows very well that just ten days is not enough for him to fully understand the essence of the recipe.

A thousand birds in the forest is not as good as a bird in hand.

In the training space, after about ten days of non-stop crazy practice, Qian Chen successfully increased the completion rate of 'Xiao Qian Shengfang' to 71%!

After tasting it himself, Qian Chen found that with the improvement of the degree of completion, the raw fried became more delicious, and this improvement was all-round.

Just a 10% increase in the level of completion is such a noticeable change, and if it is increased to more than 90%, or even break through the shackles of 100%, and directly increase the grade of the dish to the blue grade, it will be delicious.

Just think about it, the instinct of a foodie makes someone's mouth automatically start secreting saliva.

In the previous life, because of his talent, he could only be a pure foodie.

In this life, because of the existence of the system god, he can continue to improve his cooking skills and satisfy his appetite.

Now that I think about it, it's a great feeling.

And because it's the result of my own labor, the food seems to taste even more delicious.

Could it be that this is the legendary do-it-yourself abundance?

At the same time, there was a four-story office building only three streets away from the commercial street where Qian Chen's house was located.

On the second floor of the office building, there is a huge signboard with the words "Fukuoka Corporation" printed on it.

From the outside, it seems to be just a very ordinary regular company.

However, at the main entrance of the office building, there were two big men in black suits, sunglasses, and fierce faces, glaring fiercely at the pedestrians outside.

Every pedestrian who passed by the office building almost subconsciously lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Bang!

At this time, a dull noise came from the president's office on the second floor of the office building.

Fujita Kumaji, who once flaunted his might in front of Qian Chen and Qian Shiyu, knelt on the ground with an embarrassed face and trembled.

An extra bloody mouth appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed down his cheek, leaving a hideous blood mark on his face.

Instead of daring to wipe it, Kumaji Fujita buried his head lower and pleaded in front of him, with his back to the figure sitting in the boss's chair.

"Mr. Fukuoka, please give me another chance! This time! This time I must ... ”

"Bastard! Are you fooling us! ”

Before Fujita could finish his sentence, he was immediately kicked to the ground by a man standing next to him with a scar in his left eye and a shoehorn head.

The man was holding a crystal ashtray in his left hand, and the corner of the ashtray was stained with blood.

He kicked Fujita in the abdomen a few times, grabbed Fujita's hair with his right hand, pulled Fujita's head up, and forced Fujita to face the figure in the boss's chair.

"BOSS, this guy swore that he would take the property, but he came back empty-handed, making it clear that he was fooling you. The brethren can't wait for this bastard to reclaim the sea beneath Tokyo Bay! ”

After saying that, he looked at Fujita with a cruel smile, and the ashtray in his left hand swayed back and forth, as if he was looking for a suitable angle.

"Mr. Fukuoka! Mr. Fukuoka! Spare your life! Spare your life! ”

Fujita was immediately frightened.

At this time, the figure sitting in the boss's chair slowly turned around.

This is a middle-aged man in a suit, with gold-rimmed glasses, meticulous hair combing, and elegant temperament.

At first glance, it doesn't look like the boss of a huge black club, but it looks like an office worker and a social person in an office building.

However, the fierce and cold aura on his body can't be faked.

When he sat on the boss's chair and slowly turned around, the crowd who was clamoring to give Fujita a good look, including the man who grabbed Fujita's hair, suddenly brushed his face and lowered his head slightly.

Fujita was even more speechless.

The hustle and bustle of the office suddenly came to a standstill with one of his turns.

At this time, Tatsuhiko Fukuoka, the leader of the Fukuoka group, spoke.

"Fujita, you've disappointed me so much."

Fujita immediately lowered his head, sat down in a standard earthen seat, and said loudly.

"I'm so sorry! Mr. Fukuoka! Please give me another chance! ”

Tatsuhiko Fukuoka didn't even bother to look at him, blew his nails, and commanded lightly.

"Take him down, I don't want to see him again."

Fujita's face is! It was all white all at once.

"Hey! BOSS！ ”

The man who grabbed Fujita's hair immediately said yes loudly.

Then he looked at Fujita with a wicked smile and patted Fujita on the cheek with an ashtray.

"Xiong Er, for the sake of our work together, brother, I will personally send you on the road.

As for your little lovers, don't worry, the brothers will comfort them for you. ”

The crowd on the side showed a lewd smile very cooperatively.

Then several Wakazhong stepped forward, one left and one right, and Fujita was about to drag him down.

Perhaps out of the instinct to survive, Fujita's brain flashed and he suddenly screamed.

"Wait! Mr. Fukuoka! I've got a way! I've got a way! ”

If the crowd stopped, seeing that Fukuoka was still indifferent, they retaliated and gave Fujita a few blows.

Fujita gritted his teeth and shouted loudly and rapidly.

"Force them to repay early! Their restaurant has just opened, and we can not only force them to pay back, but also take the opportunity to evict the restaurant's customers! The siblings couldn't make any money, so they had no choice but to mortgage the house to us! ”

Fujita's idea seemed to impress Ryuhiko Fukuoka, and he made a gesture, and Wakazhong immediately let Fujita go.

Fujita immediately knew that he had won the bet this time.

After calming down a little, Fujita saw that Tatsuhiko Fukuoka had no other words, gritted his teeth, and added a weight again.

"If it doesn't work, I'll find a way to force that kid to eat a halberd!"

Tatsuhiko Fukuoka finally made a move.

He waved to Fujita, then pointed to his shoes.