After this period of unremitting efforts and the power of the secret lava chili sauce, Qian Chen pushed the completion of "Xiaoqian Shengjian" to more than 80% in one breath.

Uncle Tiehammer's extremely fanatical attitude is the best proof that the taste of fried bread has reached a higher level!

After eating 100 fried breads, the dwarf uncle finally stopped.

He patted his beer belly with satisfaction and let out a cheerful laugh.

"Tasteful! Little guy, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to improve again!"

"As long as the uncle is satisfied."

Qian Chen also laughed. He had gradually found the fun of being a chef.

Watching diners enjoying the food he carefully made, this special sense of accomplishment is no worse than the pleasure he produces after tasting various foods himself.

At this time, Uncle Tiehammer showed a hint of distress on his face. He subconsciously grabbed the thick beard on his chin.

"You are already my friend. We dwarves never take advantage of our friends, but you are unwilling to charge meals. Well, let me think about it..."

Qian Chen waved his hand.

"It's okay, Uncle Hammer. The lava pepper you brought me last time is the best meal."

The last time the dwarf uncle visited, he raised the question of paying for meals.

However, Qian Chen refused.

It’s not that Qian Chen wants to push the money out, but that the meal paid by the dwarf uncle is actually their specially made dwarf gold coins.

This kind of gold coin is unique. If Qian Chen takes action, it will easily be suspicious from others and attract investigations from state organs.

But this problem does not exist in lava peppers.

The reason is that a treaty that is older than the Food Hunter Convention - the World Convention on Food Hunter.

The background of this convention was the great invasion of fantasy species.

In order to deal with the constantly invading and powerfully threatening fantasy species, ensure the living space of human beings.

All countries around the world signed this convention under the leadership of IGO and witnessed by all the king-level chefs.

Now the original copy of the convention is carved on a huge artificial diamond and placed in the reception hall of the IGO headquarters, and each country has obtained a copy carved on crystal.

One of the provisions of this convention is that no person, force, or state shall force an individual to hand over fantasy ingredients, the place of production and cultivation methods of fantasy ingredients for any reason.

To put it bluntly, unless voluntarily, even the country cannot use personal fantasy ingredients.

The purpose of this convention is to encourage chefs to become food hunters, hunt large amounts of fantasy ingredients, and alleviate the pressure on various countries to defend against invasion of fantasy species.

The dwarf uncle grabbed his beard and thought for a long time, hesitated for a while, and said.

"How about this, you have something to forge, so you can leave it to me.

It’s not me that I’m bragging, our lava clan’s forging skills are very well known in Elazos.”

The dwarf uncle stood up with a proud look on his face, and the chair under his butt suddenly made a creaking sound.

Qian Chen was worried, afraid that he would just sit on the chair with his tonnage.

However, the Dwarf Uncle's proposal immediately attracted Qian Chen's attention.

“Can I create kitchen utensils for me?”

The dwarf's forging skills and fame directly spread to another world.

As the saying goes, it must be a fine product for the dwarf.

Uncle Iron Hammer raised his head with a proud look on his face.

"Of course, let alone kitchen utensils, even magic weapons, or even legendary weapons, you Uncle Hammer can forge them."

A bead of sweat suddenly appeared on Qian Chen's forehead, and such a picture appeared in his mind:

In the halberd, he suddenly pulled out his kitchen knife. In an instant, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and a colorful halo kept flowing on the surface of the kitchen knife.

He held the kitchen knife tightly in his right hand and slashed hard at the ingredients in front of him. A thunder fell from the sky just hit the opponent's head.

Then he won the victory of the halberd (magic).

"I just look at legendary weapons, but I'll just build ordinary kitchen utensils for me."

Qian Chen slightly curled his lips and smiled very reluctantly.

Unexpectedly, the dwarf uncle thought seriously for a while and said.

"That's right, with your current physical fitness, using legendary weapons is likely to hurt yourself."

Seeing that the dwarf uncle had temporarily given up this idea, Qian Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then tell me what kind of kitchenware I want me to create for you."

Qian Chen immediately began to think.

On the other hand, the standard three-piece set of Chinese chefs is: square head kitchen knife, large wok, and fried spoon.

But Qian Chen is still in the stage of laying the foundation, and the Chinese recipes are still unsatisfactory.

In addition, the dwarf uncle has become half a regular visitor, so he can ask him to help create a three-piece set in the future. At this stage, he still needs to focus on fried bread, beef noodles and some Japanese ingredients.

So Qian Chen spoke.

"Then please help me build a kitchen knife, one big and one small, two pans."

Qian Chen said, finding a piece of white paper, drawing simple drawings in front of the dwarf uncle.

The dwarf uncle patted his chest and held his arms around him.

"No problem, these kitchen utensils are very simple, so you can leave them to me with confidence. I will bring them with you next time I come."

The dwarf uncle left with satisfaction.

Qian Chen looked at the time. There was still half an hour before twelve o'clock. It seemed that there was still only one customer today.

Qian Chen touched his chin.

It's no wonder. After all, "Chenguang" has just opened for business and is not very famous in another world, but it is not as famous as the real world.

The Dwarf uncle contributed 6 positive points to him during his two visits.

There was not even a drunken tycoon who visited Gao once.

"System, what is the judging criteria for diners to give positive points each time?"

Qian Chen couldn't help asking.

——The system judges the diner’s level of pleasure.

"Then why is a dwarf and a human tycoon so much different? Is this what is called being rich can do whatever you want?"

Qian Chen subconsciously joked about the system.

Then he clearly felt the system's tone become cold.

——Please don’t say stupid things. This is a comprehensive assessment based on the influence of the diner, his own strength and the overall energy level of the plane he is in.

Of course Qian Chen understands influence, there is a world of difference between a beggar and a president.

Qian Chen thinks that my strength should refer to combat power.

"But Tony Stark obviously came from a technology plane, how could he be taller than the magical world where dwarfs came from?"
Chapter completed!