Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 312 Instant Coffee? !
"Hot Planet, are you sure carrying this thing back won't cause a natural disaster?"

Lu Zao took a look and said, "No, it's like a bomb now. I haven't tried the power of throwing it out. Anyway, no beast in the food world dares to try it."

Lu Mingfei immediately raised his hand and asked where the heat-generating and heat-absorbing organs mentioned earlier were.

He is really afraid that Brother Zao will do something wrong and directly destroy the food city.

Lu Zao nodded with satisfaction and praised Xiaolu for being studious.

Very good, the tool man was found.

Compared to approaching a hot planet, it is much easier to find dangerous organs inside and remove them.

"It's just a little hot."

Lu Mingfei was like a steamed shrimp. Even when he was leaving the hot planet, he threw out his Mistin first, and then jumped out with sweat on his forehead, carrying the cut part.

Lu Zao said: "If you throw it into the fiber volcano, with this organ as a support point, the volcano will be able to return to its original state in about half a month."

Lu Mingfei let out an "oh" and took off. Several people and Samson also flew up one after another. They left after Lu Mingfei threw the organs into the volcano.

Caesar rubbed his arms. The sudden high temperature and freezing were like a hair removal operation for him. He was still a little uncomfortable with it.

Fortunately, they prepared the clothes outside in advance.

"I now understand what you mean by employee passage and visitor passage, Lao Lu."

Damn the employee passage, this is clearly a dangerous area designated by IGO!

Caesar pondered the meaning of the tourist passage, then looked at Chu Zihang, who was silent beside him, and asked him if he knew other locations for the Western full meal tour.

Chu Zihang thought about it for a moment, looking strange.

"If you're asking about the Four Heavenly Kings, then the only Western-style meal he has is the Fiber Volcano, which is a pilgrimage site that can be developed as a tourist destination."

"In addition to this, there is also Century Soup, which was cooked by Xiaosong, the chef of the Gourmet Hotel and Alu's partner. But he is probably still wandering around in space now."

"With this frequency of coming back occasionally, I would probably have to wait for several years to make an appointment."

Caesar was not discouraged: "What about the other ingredients? I remember that a full western meal has many other dishes."

Chu Zihang was helpless: "No more, these two are the easiest."

"For ordinary people, the rest are either in dangerous areas at the level of life-forbidden zones, or in habitats directly under the IGO. Those places are considered military control areas. How can ordinary people enter them?"

Even the drink in the meal, which is said to bring back the vitality of the billions of birds to the human world, Chu Zihang has not found the habitat of the billions of birds in the information so far.

This kind of savior ingredient is either protected by IGO or brought into the food industry by Lao Lu, otherwise it would be impossible to hide it so well.

Caesar was also a little annoyed: "Life restricted zone. That's right, just the two moves from the hot planet just now can cause casualties at the level of a battlefield meat grinder."

Tourists just go out to relax when they have free time, not to commit suicide.

The team carrying the hot planet back immediately attracted the attention of the entire food city. Some shrewd and courageous businessmen came up to talk to them and asked if they were willing to sell it.

They don't know what the food is, but they are well-informed.

The news of the fiber volcano has spread to the Food City, and pictures speak louder than words.

Samson relied on his strong body to lead the way, while Lu Zao directly contacted the IGO customer service of the Food Tower and deposited the hot planet in Yuta's store.

"This ingredient is very effective in making medicinal food. In other words, the meals made by Yuta are very suitable for replenishing the energy lost from food, and are even more suitable for recovering blood after a war." Several people were sitting in a coffee shop. Lu Zao took a sip of the hot and fragrant coffee in his hand and nodded to a white-haired old man behind the bar.

"Not bad, kid, it seems you haven't wasted your time in the past few years."

Lu Mingfei shrank his head and moved closer to Caesar.

"Why do I feel like that old man is always staring at Brother Zao?"

Caesar whispered, "Be more confident. That old man's eyes definitely show the urge to cut Old Lu into pieces."

He had seen the old immortals in the family discussing matters once, and they had this kind of look in their eyes when they were making all kinds of crazy plans.

Chu Zihang was more direct: "Old Lu, are you an acquaintance?"

Lu Zao nodded: "Yes, acquaintances. To be more precise, two generations of his family are very familiar with me."

Lu Zao gestured and said, "The last time I saw him, he seemed to be only this small."

The old man served dessert to everyone with a sour face.

"Not everyone is as youthful as you."

Lu Mingfei was curious: "Since we are acquaintances, why do you have such a sullen face, old man?"

Lu Zao agreed: "It was your father who asked me to do this. If you want to blame someone, you should blame him."

Old man: "Before my father died, he told me that you instigated him and it had nothing to do with him, Mr. Oak."

Lu Zao:?
Caesar and Chu Zihang nodded subconsciously.

As expected, he is Lao Lu’s acquaintance.

Samson was confused: "So what happened? Can someone explain it to me?"

The old man sighed, then pulled out a chair and sat next to Lu Zao in a very familiar manner.

"It's a long story. My father was also a famous gourmet hunter. He met the old man during a large-scale hunting event. To be more precise, he saved his life."

"Later, my father realized that it was difficult to improve his abilities, so he opened a coffee shop according to his own interests, got married and had children."

“When I grew up, I showed an extraordinary talent for coffee grinding, and over time I became obsessed with hand-grinding coffee.”

When the old man from Coffee talked about the past, the expression on his face was one of nostalgia and pain, which intertwined together and seemed particularly strange.

"According to the old man's point of view, I am the kind of person who has gone astray. My father also knows that there is something wrong with his education, so he tried to contact the old man for help and advice."

"Of course, the old man's method of helping is also very simple and crude, that is, he comes to my shop every day to borrow hot water to make instant coffee."

"instant coffee!"

The old man's voice suddenly increased: "After a long time, I deliberately timed my visit to avoid the old man, but he would only show up when I was running the coffee shop, so I couldn't avoid him at all!"

"Who knows what kind of beans are used in instant coffee packaging and what kind of environment they were grown in?"

For a barista who loves or is even crazy about hand-made coffee, whether he makes decisions based on the raw materials of coffee beans or the finished coffee, he has his own unique understanding.

The grinding particle size, water temperature, and water volume are all extremely strict, and baristas who are skilled in this regard regard it as an art, with a level of piety similar to the relationship between a chef and cooking.

(End of this chapter)