Qian Yan moved to another store. Shen Huai knew he shouldn't find fault, but the food in these small stores really made him very dissatisfied. It was either not fresh or not cooked well.
Just when Qian Yan was ordering food, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the boss.
Qian Yan didn't move, but he could hear the sounds over there. Shen Huai planned to occupy the kitchen of the shop for a while and cook food by himself.
Since this was the case, she kept silent. When there was something delicious to eat, she said less and just waited to eat.
After living for so many years, it was a strange thing to see snails for the first time and taste the cooking skills of the snail tribe.
Shen Huai came back and said to Qian Yan, "I'm a little picky about food." He wanted to explain a little, but when Qian Yan nodded and showed understanding, he felt relieved and even walked into the kitchen happily.
About twenty minutes later, Qianyan smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.
The fragrance not only attracted her, but also the shopkeepers and people eating in the shop.
People passing by the shop couldn't help but poke their heads in, wanting to know what delicious food was being cooked here.
After a while, more and more people were staring at the kitchen, almost drooling.
The owner of the small shop subconsciously wiped his chin. He knew clearly that it was impossible for this young man to stay and work in his small shop, but he couldn't help but think crazily that it would be great if this was the chef in his shop.
The other guests looked at the food in front of them and felt that it didn't taste good.
People outside came in and asked the boss what delicious food was being cooked here, and the boss could only explain with a wry smile.
This guy is so good. Even if he doesn't eat, the smell alone can attract one customer after another. Unfortunately, he can't get the chef after all.
Several dishes of delicious food were placed in front of Qian Yan, accompanied by pairs of eyes staring at the table in front of her.
Shen Huai didn't care about that. Looking at the food on the table, the discomfort in his heart finally disappeared.
Qian Yan has determined that the snail tribe must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Boss, is there any more? Is there any more?" The quick-responsive guest rushed to the kitchen and saw the boss holding a plate and eating, his eyes shining, "Boss, share some with me, you tell me a price.
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"Boss, share some with me too. You tell me the price."
"Boss, if I pay more, can you put the dishes on our table back into the pot that we used before?"
The boss was holding the plate. He was very grateful to the chef for leaving some for him. As long as he could take a bite of these dishes, he felt that it didn't matter if the other party didn't pay.
Seeing so many "evil wolves" staring at him, the boss was extremely reluctant and sent some of them out. There was another table of guests who grabbed the used pot, poured all the dishes in, poured them back, and immediately started eating them deliciously.
Shen Huai was not surprised by this. Even the monks could not resist the cooking skills of the Tianluo tribe, let alone these ordinary people.
Although the people of the Tianluo tribe think that he is a person who concentrates on practicing and improving his martial arts, in fact he has not fallen behind in other aspects, and he is even very talented.
After Qian Yan tasted it, he had to say that racial talent is really amazing.
She had eaten Shen Fei's bowl of dumplings before, and it tasted really good to her, but not to the same level as Shen Huai's.
This shows that the cooking skills of the snail people are still different.
After a satisfying meal, the two continued on their way. Along the way, when it was time to eat, Shen Huai would cook if possible.
The drivers hired by them all felt extremely happy. There was even one who said that if he could follow this young man every day, he would be free of charge.
Shen Huai: It’s a beautiful thought.
According to information from the special department, the missing young people met with netizens in a place called Huangning Town.
Many monks who were investigating this matter had no choice but to come to this place and squat.
That place is still quite far from Qianyan's residence. Originally, it would be faster to go there by plane, but Qianyan has memory and knows that the place where those young people were found was not in Huangning Town.
Huangning Town is just a deception.
Before she came, she had thought about how to deal with this matter. She would just go there to rescue the people and catch the monsters. This is a special world and does not require many other means.
Asking means that she has a very special way to identify it. Each monk has his own taboos and dare not ask too deeply.