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413, then what is the price?

 Brother Zhang went over and took a look. The reason for the commotion there was really interesting. In fact, it was two old men discussing who was the real source of the roast duck in the south or the roast duck in the north.

The combined age of the two of them is estimated to be over one hundred and fifty, but for this problem, they literally grabbed each other's collars and almost started to fight.

Some people were advising from the side, saying that the two elders were both masters and there was no need to get angry over such a thing. However, some people were curious because everyone also wanted to know who was the authentic roast duck from the north to the south.

In the end, the result of their discussion was that there was no result, because this kind of food itself has its own merits, and there are different opinions on how it originated over time, and the food itself has its own difficulty in adjusting. As long as they are of the same level, ten people can eat ten

It's such a different flavor, it's so weird to be able to comment on it.

But it's actually quite interesting to watch the two old men arguing. They have one set of theoretical knowledge, but you can't tell the difference between you and me. At this moment, a voice from the crowd suddenly jumped out: "What do you want?"

I think, whether it’s the south or the north, it’s all outdated.”

This sentence directly attracted the attention of everyone in the crowd, and then they saw a straight young man standing there in the crowd. He looked very sunny and had that classic ABC temperament. At first glance, he looked like the type who had returned from abroad.

Seeing that everyone was watching him, he simply pushed aside the obstruction and stepped forward: "Chinese food has developed so far that it is incompatible with the world. You should also give up your stubbornness. It's time to start creating something new. This time I

When I come back, I want to launch a revolution in the catering industry."

"Who are you?" The disciple next to the old man from the Northern School asked with a puzzled face: "Where did the big-tailed wolf come from?"

The young man pointed at himself and said in surprise: "Didn't I introduce myself? Well, let me introduce myself to you solemnly. My name is Long Danchen."

As he spoke, he pulled off an apron from the side and started to wrap it around himself: "I don't have any other reason for doing today. I just came here to cause trouble. I just wanted to let you old antiques understand what the new era is.

.”

His arrogant demeanor and tone made everyone present angry. His words were not directed at anyone. He was clearly saying that everyone here was happy.

"This man is so arrogant. He is really grateful to the rule of law society for not being beaten." Miss Succubus held a small piece of refreshing grass ointment with a dab of cream hanging on her lips: "How can there be such a thing?"

Her voice was a bit loud, and Long Danchen looked over following the sound, and immediately saw the most beautiful Miss Succubus in the crowd. His eyes suddenly lit up, and then he smiled and nodded towards Miss Succubus.

"Oh my God, this hair is so greasy."

As soon as these words came out, Long Danchen, who was about to get on the stove, almost stumbled into the ditch. He took a deep look at Miss Succubus and the people around her, and then suddenly a very strange feeling came over him.

In my heart, but now we have to do business, it is not the time to plan to hook up with girls.

After he got on the stove, he began to handle a duck with his killer smile on his face. Almost everyone here came here curiously and started to take a look.

I saw this Long Danchen using his knife like flying, and quickly finished a duck, and then he started cooking, and his cooking process was also very strange. It didn't look like conventional cooking methods at all, and it looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

.

Brother Zhang frowned when he saw his method, because his cooking was more about restructuring than cooking. He used unnatural abilities to reconstruct the food itself, breaking its original structure and reorganizing the molecules.

Reconstruction of levels.

This is obviously not cooking but chemistry, and the most interesting thing is that he is still using simple cooking techniques to cover up this fact, and his so-called innovations are nothing more than airbrushing, smoking and simple spices. These three things are obvious.

It sounds very bluffing, but in fact most of it is just a gimmick, because it has no way to get to the root cause, let alone a quick way to completely deodorize waterfowl such as ducks.

In about twenty minutes, Long Danchen's duck was roasted. The two masters present wanted to kill him, because if cooking was so simple, wouldn't the chef be one of the top three professions in human history?

About to be eliminated?

"Please taste."

Long Danchen raised his head proudly. The idol-drama-like feeling really came with its own filter effect. He directly turned the greasy profession of chef, who had to deal with the kitchen all day long, into something refreshing.

He held the plate with his hand for a long time but did not try to go up. He just kept his posture like this, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and began to walk around carrying the plate.

When he came to Xiao Zhang, Long Danchen couldn't help but glance at Miss Succubus, and said with a smile: "Try it."

Miss Succubus raised her head and glanced at Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang pursed his lips and took the first step to pick up a piece and put it into his mouth. As soon as it entered his mouth, he could feel the difference. The structure after reorganization has been

It's completely separated from the original texture and taste. In all conscience, it's still quite delicious. But strictly speaking, this thing can no longer be called duck, but another kind of meat that no one has ever seen.

Seeing him eating it, Miss Succubus also took a piece, but she was not as professional as Brother Zhang. She just felt that this thing was so delicious that she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Her exclamation aroused the enthusiasm of the people around her, and they all started to try it one after another, and finally they all praised it. Under such praise, the two master chefs also tried it, but after eating it, they still felt that something was wrong.

How could they not know how duck meat tastes after having lived with ducks all their lives? Such crispy, tender and juicy meat coupled with the special aroma of the meat, although they don't know how to achieve it, is definitely not the texture and taste of duck.

But the cooking was clearly done in front of them, which makes no sense at all.

They frowned and stood there tasting it over and over again, somewhat unwilling to accept it. However, compared to their unwillingness, the people around them were shocked by this innovative dish.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Long Danchen chuckled: "I said I'm here to have fun today, so everyone here can show off whatever skills they have, and I'll take care of them all."

After saying that, he looked at the person in charge of the stadium: "You won't allow kicking out of the stadium, right?"

The person in charge's eyes drifted towards Brother Zhang, who nodded gently. The person in charge immediately responded: "Of course, this is a food expo. I hope Mr. Long's cooking skills can conquer everyone."

"Hahaha, okay!"

In the next few hours, he stole the spotlight of the entire venue. Whether it was French food, Russian food, Turkish food, or Greek food, all the cooking masters present were picked by him without exception.

He captured it.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is now the most handsome kid in the audience, and he is in the spotlight for a while.

In the final selection stage, his Furong Delicacy Eight Treasure Soup successfully won the first place and became the key support target this year. Although he looked calm, Brother Zhang believed that this should be his first pot of gold.

Yes, this person has something special. In terms of ability, it is more powerful than most super powers. If he says that he has such a super power that he can only use it as a cook, then Brother Zhang won’t believe it.

Also, there was no smell of a cook in his whole person, and there was no love for food in his eyes, just like a very capable person completing a haphazard and perfunctory task.

I don’t know what he wants to do, but it’s interesting, isn’t it?

Long Danchen, right?

Brother Zhang scanned him up and down and silently took note of this person.

In the evening, after Long Danchen got his first bucket of entrepreneurial funds, he returned to his residence, sat down and stretched his limbs: "It's so easy, these people are so stupid."

At this time, a figure gradually appeared behind him, an unclear figure. This figure had its arms folded and looked very serious.

"It looks like you had a lot of fun today."

"I'm not playing around." Long Danchen laughed: "I finally got reborn and returned to forty years ago. I have to manage it well and not make the same mistakes again."

"This is not your original world, you have to be careful."

"Hahahaha, I am Long Danchen, the Dragon King. I can return to the top anywhere." Long Danchen stretched out again: "I can see that there is no difference between here and our place, but still

They are just superpowers, they are nothing. When I find the original person, you see, I will return to the top of the world."

"Oh, I hope so."

"What? You don't believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it."

Long Danchen sneered: "Then I'm going to show you. By the way, that girl today is pretty good, but the man next to her is a bit annoying. I feel irritable just looking at him."

"Then just go and kill him."

"That won't work. My abilities are far worse now than before, so I'd better keep a low profile."

Long Danchen lay on the bed: "How long have we been back?"

"Four months."

"Well... there are only two months left before our half-year plan. We must complete the goal quickly. My workshop and my equipment must be built as quickly as possible. By the way, I checked

, Yaoyao in this world has not changed, she is still the same Frankenstein. The next step is to find her first. Without her as a capable person, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if she didn't recognize you in this world?"

"Hahaha, she didn't recognize it in the original world. Some people had to be conquered by force. Have you forgotten the shortcut to a woman's heart?"

"Oh, obscene."

Long Danchen was not angry at all after being scolded. He just whistled: "And where is the Colossus Queen now?"

"Are you talking about the child who can visualize his imagination? I don't know. I can't find any relevant information at all."

"Her fighting power is indispensable. It would be a pity not to find her. Colossus Queen Chen Siwen, she should be in her teens now, and her abilities have not yet fully awakened."

"Um."

"No matter how many things there are, let's go step by step. Tomorrow we will open our own store first. Wherever we make money is the first priority."

At this time, in a fly restaurant with outstanding taste, Miss Succubus was vividly describing today's encounters. When she mentioned Dao Long Danchen, she said: "That person looks to be in his twenties, laugh.

He looks greasier than a middle-aged man in his forties, and his face is really wasted."

Qing Lingzi opposite her raised her head and looked at Brother Zhang: "Is it really so magical?"

"Um."

"Okay, I'll take note of him and my subordinates will investigate thoroughly."

Brother Zhang said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's see what he wants to do. I took a look and found that he is not from this time and space, which is quite interesting."

Miss Succubus was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "Ah? Not from this time and space? Are they aliens?"

Brother Zhang tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head: "They are from the future."

"Wow, that's cool. How do you know that? You can see that too?"

"Number prefix, everyone has a number, just like an ID card. It is divided into four parts, the first part is the world number, the middle two are race and ability classification, and the last group represents the life of this creature

Era. Each group is eight digits, you can know it just by looking at these eight digits."

“What if it’s more than eight digits?”

"No, this is a coding program, and the excess parts will be replaced by characters." Brother Zhang explained patiently: "So his number is not from this world or this time."

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If you follow normal people's thinking, you will immediately question the accuracy of Brother Zhang's words, but Miss Succubus has the advantage that she never asks too many questions, and she has a rough understanding. She already knows today's greasy

The fact that the man is a time traveler has already satisfied most of her curiosity.

"Interesting." A long-lost smile appeared on Qing Lingzi's face: "But since the master said to take it easy, then my subordinates will take it easy."

"Well. Anyway, I think it will be interesting. Let's wait and see again. The most important thing now is to plant the land well."

An ordinary time traveler would not cause Brother Zhang to feel any danger, let alone trigger an alarm, but this was the first time he had seen such a reborn person from another world, which greatly aroused his interest.

I really want to see what this reborn person wants to do and what kind of waves he can make.

This can be regarded as the guardian's bad taste. Anyway, Brother Zhang has no obligation to correct the chaos. He is just a fun-loving person with a cold appearance. Having fun is the best thing.

While they were discussing this, Zhang Yao suddenly received a strange phone call, which said to her in an almost MLM tone: "Do you want to participate in the greatest cause? Do you want to achieve your ideals? Do you want to create a

A dream world?"

Zhang Yao frowned and hung up the phone, then dialed the 12339 national counterintelligence reporting hotline.


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