Don't pretend, I'm the God of Cooking and I'll showdown!

Chapter 23 Trigger the main mission again!The Great Demon King is online!
"lottery!"

Lin Xu never expected that this task would be completed so smoothly.

I just had a private chat with Che Zai last night and invited him to work in the store.

Today this guy pulled Song Tiantian and the others over by mistake.

just now.

mission completed.

It's finally time to harvest.

After some operations and prayers.

Lin Xu completed the excellence class draw.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the excellent-grade cold dish - lotus root with ginger sauce."

what?
Ginger lotus root?

He was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the one drawn this time was actually my favorite.

Lin Xu didn't like ginger since he was a child.

But don't reject the taste of ginger.

When he went to a restaurant to eat, he would specifically ask whether the lotus root was made with ginger juice or minced ginger. If it was made with ginger juice, he would order one, and if it was minced ginger, he would forget it.

Now that I have won this dish.

Isn't that the realization of the freedom of lotus root with ginger juice?
Lin Xu put away his thoughts.

Go back to the kitchen and continue to work.

It was less than an hour before dinner began.

Gotta get ready.

So as not to miss the business in the store.

Five in the evening.

The store has officially opened.

Lin Xu just placed the electronic blackboard at the door.

A few nearby uncles and aunts walked in:

"Is that delicious tiger skin chicken feet sold in your shop? Can you give me ten?"

"It's definitely this one, isn't it here? Young man, give me twenty. My son doesn't have enough to bring home in the morning. I'll buy more in the evening."

"I want [-] sticks. There is a party at home tonight. I have to let them taste the delicious food on Yingchun Street, which is no worse than the one on Guijie Street."

"Yes, our Yingchun Street is no worse than Guijie Street! Young man, give me twenty-five sticks."

"..."

The arrival of this group of uncles and aunts made the atmosphere in the store lively.

Lin Xu took out a stack of packing boxes.

Together with Che Zai, he started to serve chicken feet.

Soon.

Another new customer came in.

"Three chicken feet, a big bowl of three-in-one hand-rolled noodles, and a bottle of beer."

"Five chicken feet, two bottles of beer, and a big bowl of eggplant noodles."

"Four chicken feet, a small bowl of tomato and egg noodles with soup."

"Eight chicken feet, two big bowls of eggplant noodles, and six bottles of beer!"

With dinner coming.

People who have been busy all day come to the store one after another.

Order a bowl of noodles, with a few chicken feet, and two bottles of beer.

Those who don't like beer will buy a small bottle of Erguotou in the supermarket opposite before entering the store.

When the chicken feet are served, use the bottle cap as a wine glass and sip with the chicken feet.

The busy work makes these laborers breathless.

It is only during this time of eating that I can face the wine glass and enjoy this moment of peace that belongs to me.

Evening business is still good.

But because there is one more cashier and three waiters.

On the contrary, Lin Xu relaxed a lot.

Now he is only responsible for rolling and cooking noodles in the kitchen.

As for other things.

All have cars and waiters to do it for them.

Half past seven in the evening.

Chicken feet sold out again.

"No, boss, are you gone again?"

"Can you add another appetizer? The chicken feet are sold out too fast, so I can't even eat them."

"That's right, it's a hot day, let's get some cold dishes in the store."

Customers who didn't line up to buy chicken feet, the next best thing is to get some snacks in the store.

Lin Xu said:

"Tomorrow, there will be a refreshing little cold dish in the store, just wait and see."

The amount of chicken feet has reached the limit.

Now only dishes can be added.

Slowly share the pressure on the chicken feet.

Desperately need a lottery.

If you pick a dozen or eight dishes.

Are you still so obsessed with tiger skin and chicken feet?
While thinking.

A system prompt sounded in Lin Xu's mind:
"The host is not satisfied with the status quo, and triggers the main task [Daily Progress]: Please ask the host to make the store's daily turnover reach [-] yuan within one month, and reward the perfect dishes with three lucky draws after completion."

"The host is not satisfied with the status quo, and triggers a side task [Slightly Famous]: The host is asked to make the topic of Linji Food reach the top [-] in Yanjing's food category list within a week, and reward the perfect steamed dishes for a lucky draw once completed .”

"The host is not satisfied with the status quo, and triggers a side task [independent innovation]: The host is asked to make a new meal based on the cooking techniques mastered within three days, and reward a perfect meal upgrade card after completion. "

(Note: The perfect level food upgrade card can upgrade the food mastered by any host to the perfect level)
After listening to the system beep.

Lin Xu couldn't help frowning.

Obediently.

I just mutter something casually.

Are you so cooperative?

Turnover reached [-].

Is this really a number I can achieve?
Now it's exhausting to earn [-] to [-] a day.

If it is fifty thousand.

This can definitely make people tired enough to send them to the hospital for emergency treatment.

The task of raising the heat is relatively simple though.

But the difficulty is not small.

Especially now that it is not allowed to spend money on the list, if you want to increase the popularity of the topic, you can only increase the amount of attention and the activity of the account.

Lin Xu is not a big V who responds to everyone.

There is no such appeal at all.

He is most sure of the task of innovation.

I have the experience of making oil splashed noodles last time.

He is going to continue to make tricks on the noodles this time.

eight pm.

All the noodles and toppings in the store are sold out.

When Lin Xu was resting in his seat.

I remembered the task of increasing the popularity of the topic.

He is holding a cell phone.

Click on the short video social platform.

Posted a dynamic under the topic of Lin Kee Food:
"Hi everyone, I'm Lin Xu. Tomorrow #林记食品# will serve a new cold dish. You can try to guess it. Friends who guess correctly will get a free copy of this cold dish tomorrow."

The dynamic just came out.

Netizens who are surfing the Internet are boiling.

"Damn it, Boss Lin has airborne the topic?"

"The Great Demon King has appeared on the topic, everyone hurry up and watch!"

"Ah ah ah ah a new cold salad will be served again, sooner or later I will die in the store!"

"Which kind of cold dish is it, Boss Lin?"

"Don't give any hints, you really deserve to be the Great Demon King."

"..."

West Fourth Ring.

In a villa in the Xishan villa area.

Shen Jiayue has just completed tonight's exercise goal.

She was sitting on the floor covered in sweat, planning to take a breather before going upstairs to take a shower.

"I'm exhausted, I blame that big villain, the cooking is so delicious, I put on five more sets of strength in the afternoon... I will never eat his cooking again!"

While muttering.

She found Lin Xufa's post under the topic of Lin Ji Food.

"What? Is there going to be a new cold salad tomorrow? This..."

Miss Shen remembered what she had just said.

I couldn't help puffing up my cheeks.

"I'm going to school to attend the graduation ceremony the day after tomorrow, so I'll go to Lin Xu tomorrow and ask him what time he arrives at school. Is this normal? If he insists on inviting me to dinner after arriving, that's... reasonable, right?"

the other side.

Longqi Mountain Scenic Area in Yinzhou City.

Chen Meijuan was in her room packing up the things she would bring to the capital tomorrow.

"Do you want to bring some dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots and fungus to Xiaoxu? These are picked by Lao Zhang and the others from the mountains, and they cannot be bought outside."

Lin Xu's father Lin Hongqi walked in from the outside.

Although he is nearly fifty years old, he is still tall and straight, with the tenacity and simplicity unique to Yinzhou people on his face.

"I won't bring it this time. Xiaoxu doesn't know what to do in the capital. I'll go and see if he's opening a restaurant."

Chen Meijuan zipped up the bag:

"If it's really a restaurant, this kid is bored working in the kitchen every day, when will he find a girlfriend? I'm worried about him..."

(End of this chapter)