Fantasy System

Speaking of it, pouring rice and rice is a food in the father's recipe.

Of course, after seeing the juice placed on the table, Mufan understands that the rice is poured, and it is not necessary to adjust the taste to the juice. The taste of the rice is also extremely important, so in order to make people more appetizing, Some acidic juices are added to it. ,

Looking at Sato Tatsu, Mu Fan understands that this Sato is still a bit of strength, although he is using advanced materials, but if he does not have the strength to give him advanced materials, he can't do it.

Moreover, the arrogance that he did not show from the beginning of his exposure to the civilian image reveals the original image. His IQ is stronger than that of Akua.

Listening to Mufan’s inquiry, Zang Muzi still did not forget to send the last spoonful of rice in the plate to the entrance, and then said: “This is the “Mu-style simmered rice bowl” Level is S!"

"S?"

"Well, it's S!"

When I heard that Zang Muzi answered again, Mu Fan’s heart suddenly became excited. I got an S-level rating, which means that he doesn't have to climb from the bottom of the thousands of people who signed up to the first place.

Can wait for the staff's notice, and re-appeared in the first 128.

"How.....how is it possible? How can a miscellaneous fish hold the same grades as me with low-grade ingredients?"

Seeing the same evaluation as himself, Mu Fan, Sato Tatsu said with amazement.

Growing up under superior conditions, he couldn't believe what he had made with a variety of high-quality ingredients.

Finally... it is only the same level as the miscellaneous fish that are made with the ingredients discarded by others.

It should be known that although this dish seems simple, it actually costs hundreds of thousands of yen.

As for the evaluation of Zang Mu Zi Nai, other busy chefs can't help but look at Mu Fan and Sato Chen with envy.

After all, from the chef's cooking to the present, it has become less than five fingers for S-class cuisine. Two natural ones have attracted the attention of many chefs.

"No, actually, the dishes you make are not just S!"

Don't forget to take the spoon and eat all the rice bowls of Mufan. Zhai Muzi smiled and said: "Because, the current rating is only S, so I will cook the rice for you. The highest evaluation that can be given is only S. If there is a higher evaluation, I will give it the evaluation of SS, even SSS!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

Mufan said with some excitement in his heart.

The fire that had forgotten to bring money to a stomach, from now on, seems to be a good thing.

“You're welcome, you can think of a solution so quickly with limited ingredients, and make such delicious dishes, you are no worse than us in cooking.”

Zang Muzi waved his hand and then took out a golden membership card from his pocket and handed it to Mufan: "This is the membership card of our restaurant "Tibet Season". With this card, you can reduce the percentage. Eighty, if you like, you can come to our restaurant to try our dishes and give some advice."

"I don't dare to comment. The teacher is really thankful for letting me go to the restaurant."

Since people smiled and smiled, Mu Fan would naturally refuse, and also extended his hands to accept the membership card. At this time, the chefs in the back had already cooked, and Mufan knew that there were things, so he thanked him again. Then I left.

"The dishes I made are actually left....."

Looking at the back of Mu Fan's departure, Sato Tatsu looked at the beef and seafood soup that he had relied on all kinds of high-quality ingredients but was only taken a sip of Tibetan wood. He could not help but stay in the same place.

He has always lived in his own restaurant, thinking that he has a prominent family, and learning from a young age, getting the top of the food festival is a simple matter.

But now, just a little-known little person, holding discarded ingredients is better than himself.

A simple dish that knocked down his arrogant heart.

"Young master, he is gone....."

At this time, the black man behind Satoki glanced at the window to receive the registration notice, and then went to the door from the door of Mu Fan, recalling the instructions of Sato Tatsu, and went forward, attached to the ear of Sato. Whispered.

"we......"

Sato Tatsuh couldn’t help but scream for a moment, and turned to look at the black man in the lead and said, “Let’s go with him, let’s go home.”

"Come back home?"

The middle-aged black man of the leader could not help but swear by Sato Takeshi: "Young master, can we not wait here until the end of the food festival?"

"Although I got the S-level, I can enter the top 128, but I decided to give up the registration."

Looking at the back of Mu Fan, Satoki sighed.

In his mind, he suddenly remembered what his father said, even if it was the existence of the top, but don't underestimate anyone anyway.

The water in the cooking industry is very deep, and it is not free to get the first place.

It seems that I have always been sitting in the sky.....

Sato Tatsuh could not help but laugh at himself.

"give up?"

The black man asked: "But this time we promised the president to get the top 50..."

"No, the top 50 have no effect. Staying here will only delay the time. I will return to work at the company. I will come back to register a few years later. At that time, I will not be in the top 50, but... I am the first to be upright."

Satohiko waved his hand and said, "Let's leave."

Hearing this sentence, the bodyguard just had a slap in the face, and then a happy smile on his face. He is the most loyal bodyguard of the president who stayed with Sato, and he almost watched Satoki from childhood to big.

Although it is a bit shameful to go back directly this time, it seems that the young master of his family has inadvertently grown up...

When Mu Fan left the registration office, he did not know that he had smashed a meal, and Sato Chen, who had dealt a bit, even unintentionally opened up.

otherwise--

Well, he will definitely go back and beat him again to see if his IQ is still saved.

Looking down, I looked at the two gold cards in my hand. One of them was a member of the "Golden Season" with a "Tibet Season" and the other one was a certificate of 126.

With the second one, wait a few days and get notified to participate directly.

When Mu Fan came to a corner and was about to put two gold cards in his pocket, the front suddenly darkened and hit a person walking around the corner.

"duang!"

The forehead was uploaded with a soft, elastic feeling that made Mufan backlessly stepped back two steps, and the person he bumped into could not help but uttered an exclamation.

This is the amount of milk.....

Feeling the softness and elasticity of the moment, Mufan’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch, then looked up and said apologetically: “Sorry, I just didn’t look at the road and hit you...”

When I didn't finish talking, I saw the pretty face with a flush in front of me, and Mufan couldn't help but hold it.

"Tomorna?"

Mufan was amazed. He didn't bring his mobile phone to go to the first registration office and waited for Asuna. I didn't expect to meet her here.

"Mu Fan?"

Originally with a hint of twilight on his face, after all, he was knocked out of his chest, and no girl would be in a good mood.

Just when I saw that this person turned out to be Murfan, the anger on Asuna’s face flashed past, and then she showed an excited look. She glanced at the golden card on Mufan’s hand and smiled:

"Mu Fan, I also got this news that I can directly enter 128. Looking at the gold card in your hand, is it true that your food evaluation has reached the "S" level?"