Not only the warriors around him, but also the shopkeeper of the restaurant were completely stunned.
Looking at the mountains of dinner plates beside Mo Tian and Qin Yu, cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead.
If there weren't warriors around him, he really couldn't help but want to drive the two of them out.
He relied on his good connections to get to know the person responsible for providing food in Shura Prison, and after paying a certain price, he obtained the right to wholesale food at the lowest price.
Because of this, he opened a restaurant specifically. His restaurant is different from other restaurants.
In his restaurant, as long as you pay a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, you can eat whatever you want.
It seems that the price of a hundred low-grade spiritual stones is very high, but the dishes provided in his restaurant are also very many, and the taste is also very good.
The most important thing is to eat whatever you want! There will be no limit!
This place has become the favorite place for those warriors who eat a lot but dare not go to a normal restaurant to eat.
Because the price of wholesale food is relatively low, no matter how much those warriors eat, they will not lose money.
Within a month of opening the store, he made back all the spiritual stones he had paid before, and even had some extra.
His store has been open for a few months, and it is making a lot of money these days.
However, just as he was sitting in the accounting room and snickering secretly at the increasingly higher numbers, a waiter rushed in and disturbed him.
Originally, he was going to scold the waiter angrily, but after hearing what the waiter said, he didn't even bother scolding the waiter and went straight to the store.
However, when I arrived, it was already too late.
Mo Tian and Qin Yu were like two black holes that could never be filled, eating food one after another.
They saw plates piled up one after another, and they had no idea what to do.
Looking at the mountains of dinner plates, the shopkeeper didn't feel much at all.
At least for now, it seems that what Mo Tian and Qin Yu eat is still within control.
But, at the back, his face was completely covered with black lines.
When the waiter asked him to come, Mo Tian and Qin Yu had just started eating.
The eating speed was just a warm-up for the two of them. They were eating faster and faster, even beyond the shopkeeper's imagination.
One bite at a time, plates as tall as their height had been piled up within a minute.
Seeing the food pouring into their mouths, Mo Tian and Qin Yu kept eating as if they were swallowing it without even chewing.
This is nothing!
While eating, Mo Tian kept saying this to Qin Yu.
"Qin Yu, please eat this dish. It tastes good." Mo Tian handed Qin Yu a plate of barbecue in front of him.
Taking the barbecue from Mo Tian, Qin Yu ate it all in one bite.
Chirping, Qin Yu also nodded and said to the waiter beside him: "Waiter, give me ten plates of this thing, thank you."
With that said, Qin Yu continued to eat by himself.
"Brother, eat this, it tastes good!" Qin Yu held a roast chicken in his hand and handed it to Mo Tian.
Mo Tian's nose twitched as he glanced at the roast chicken in Qin Yu's hand.
"Forget it, this roast chicken tastes average, you can eat it yourself. If you have a chance, I'll treat you to some that my brother roasted himself. Even though he likes to eat, he is also good at making food." Mo Tian grinned.
"Oh?" Qin Yu said with a smile, "Then I'm looking forward to big brother treating me to roast chicken."
The conversation between Mo Tian and Qin Yu was silent, and the surrounding warriors and the shopkeepers mixed in the crowd could hear clearly.
When he heard Mo Tian praise his food, he nodded with satisfaction.
As a restaurant owner, he is very satisfied to meet such a person who knows how to taste food. He is very satisfied when his food is praised.
When he heard Mo Tian praising his food, he was ready to leave. He thought that since Mo Tian and Qin Yu liked to eat their own food, let them eat it. After all, this was the first time he met someone who ate so much, so
Relying on one person will not bankrupt him.
However, the following sentence usually makes the shopkeeper frown.
If it were any other dish, the shopkeeper wouldn't say anything, but this roast chicken is one of his most proud foods.
He is not only a restaurant manager, but also a very good cook.
Although this is just a roast chicken, he put a lot of effort into making such a roast chicken.
In order to prevent the roasted chicken from being overheated and the skin from being scorched when roasting, he specially wrapped a layer of lotus leaves around the outside of the roasted chicken, then wrapped it in a layer of earth and roasted it in the fire.
The roasted chicken not only has a light lotus leaf aroma, but also is mixed with the earthy aroma.
This simple smell combined with the fragrance of lotus leaves and the fragrance of chicken bring out the flavor of roast chicken to the extreme.
Just like that, the roast chicken that he was so proud of would be worthless if it were placed here in Mo Tian?
Unable to bear it anymore, the shopkeeper rushed out of the crowd and walked up to Mo Tian. Looking at Mo Tian who was eating and drinking, he took the neglected roast chicken placed at the edge and handed it to him.
Mo Tian asked in front of him: "You said the taste is average? Then what can be considered delicious roast chicken here?"
The sudden appearance of the shopkeeper made Mo Tian stunned, but he didn't know the shopkeeper, and because the shopkeeper was a chef, he was wearing his own chef's robe. This made Mo Tian think that the shopkeeper was the chef who made this roast chicken.
Looking at the shopkeeper, Mo Tian also put down the dish in his hand and wiped the oil on his hands.
"It's very simple. When you roast chicken, you use lotus leaves and soil. These two can make the taste of roasted chicken unusual, even slightly layered. This is the ultimate operation of roasting chicken. But your operation is different.
Not the best." Mo Tian looked at the shopkeeper seriously.
"Oh?" The shopkeeper looked at Mo Tian with disdain and said with a sneer, "Then what is the ultimate operation?"
"Everything you did before was correct, but you used the wrong method when roasting the chicken. It smells like it was roasted with fragrant wood?" Mo Tian asked.
"Yeah." The shopkeeper nodded and looked at Mo Tian a little differently.
Being able to tell the type of firewood used for roasting chicken just by its taste means that Mo Tian still knows some about roasting chicken.
"Since you wrapped the chicken with soil, why don't you let the chicken be completely baked in the soil?" Mo Tian asked back.
"Dig a hole, put your chicken wrapped in soil in it, and then put the firewood directly on it to burn. Because of the soil, the flames can't get in at all, but its heat does."
"Wait until all the firewood is burned out, then spread a layer of earth to keep it warm, and use the remaining heat of the firewood to continue roasting the roasted chicken. Finally, take out the roasted chicken. The smell of fragrant wood, earth, lotus leaves, plus the roasted chicken
The original flavor of the chicken can be integrated. Moreover, the meat of the roasted chicken will be more tender and the aroma will be richer, instead of the light earthy smell like now, which may not be tasted by normal people.
, I can actually eat it."
"Why do you know so well?" the shopkeeper asked with a frown.
Grinning, Mo Tian said: "Because this is called beggar's chicken over there. When I was poor, I used to cook it this way when hunting pheasants. You will know it if you cook it too much. Of course, we are not as heroic as you, so we use
It's the most common firewood."
Looking at Mo Tian, the shopkeeper clenched his fists tightly.