One man and one dog, wandering in the world of Monster Hunter

The egg-pot fried rice has no egg in it, and the ingredients used are mushroom pig meat and ferns from the dense forest.

Paired with the rice produced in Jieyun Village, the taste is still good enough for travelers passing by.

The prerequisite is that you don’t run into Link, that guy with a bad mouth.

"Boss, give me some mushroom pork fried rice!"

As soon as Link led Matsutake into the store, he took a seat by the window with great fanfare, removed the heavy crossbow from his back, and placed it aside.

Naturally, you don’t need to carry this thing when you eat.

The interior of the store is simply decorated. The wooden tables and chairs exude a faint fragrance. There are several paintings depicting local customs hanging on the walls. The store is full of travelers from all over the world. A young girl is busy, shuttling between the tables and serving steaming hot dishes to customers.

Link's shouting attracted the attention of other diners, but after seeing the Fanghound following him, they all looked away.

Link was already accustomed to this kind of reaction. He poured himself a cup of tea while greeting the young and pretty waitress.

"Good morning, Fengya, has your father's cooking skills improved?"

Link smiled, his voice gentle.

"Ah, it's Brother Link, long time no see."

Seeing Link, the girl who was serving food to customers quickly greeted him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her voice was clear and pleasant, like a mountain spring.

The girl named Fengya is the daughter of the hotel owner. She is not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she is still young, she already looks like a beauty.

Her long hair fell on her shoulders, smooth like a waterfall, and her face was full of youthfulness.

As a local of Jieyun Village, her skin is delicate, white, and as tender as the finest bird eggs, probably because she often soaks in hot springs.

After she finished serving the customers, she immediately trotted over to Link's table with the tray, shouting as she ran.

"Dad, Brother Link is here."

"I know. I knew it was him from the voice."

A strong male voice came from the kitchen. For some reason, the customers around felt that the voice sounded more irritating than before.

"Fengya, you haven't answered my question yet. Has your father's cooking skills improved?"

Link smiled at Fengya and repeated his previous question.

"Hehe, Dad's cooking skills are certainly getting better and better. There are new customers coming to taste his food every day."

Fengya said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with pride.

Link nodded slightly and smiled.

"Really? I hope it won't be like last time, when the bottom of the bowl was covered with grease by the end of the fried rice."

"Haha, that was purely an accident. My dad's fried rice skills have improved a lot recently, so that won't happen again."

When Fengya heard Link mention what happened last time, she laughed dryly and tried to defend her father.

When Feng Ya mentioned what happened last time, she wanted to laugh. She had never seen her tall and mighty father being scolded like that.

That time, Link came to eat fried rice just like this time. However, because the boss's frying skills were not up to par, the fried rice ended up being rice mixed with lard, with only a few grains of rice visible in the oil.

Then Link, the picky eater, exploded and scolded the chef.

"Boss, what I want is fried rice, not rice with lard. I can tolerate rice with lard, but why can't I see any rice in your bowl? It's all oil. I can tolerate the oil, but you have too much oil. I can fry another pot of rice, and I can fry an egg with the remaining oil."

Link's curses were very harsh at the time, but there wasn't a single dirty word in his curse words, and every word he said made sense, making it impossible to refute.

The customers around were stunned, but when they looked at the bottom of the bowl, they found that it was just as Link said, it was delicious at first, but became more and more greasy as they ate more, and in the end it was all oily.

The reason why so many customers come to eat here is that the ingredients themselves taste good.

Otherwise, even dogs would shake their heads when seeing the boss's cooking skills.

While Link and Fengya were chatting, a one-eyed sturdy man came over with a bowl of freshly cooked rice. His left eye was covered by a rough black eye patch, while his right eye flashed with a wild light. The muscles on his body were clearly defined, and every muscle spoke of his strength.

"Link, you're the bad boy again. Here comes your fried rice. Try it."

Then he placed the bowl of steaming hot rice heavily on Link's table. Seeing the force he used, the customers around were worried that this sturdy table made of knotty cloud wood would fall apart.

"Well, luckily I am a man who doesn't care about formalities, otherwise I would have to argue with you for your attitude."

After taking a look at the sturdy man's biceps that were big enough to crush a big bird to death, Link chose to follow his heart and ignored this little thing.

"Hehe, if the fried rice is not tasty this time, I will scold you again."

The fried rice in front of him looked good just by looking at the appearance. The mushrooms, pork and fern grains were evenly scattered among the rice. Each grain of rice was perfectly coated with oil, exuding an enticing aroma and golden color. Link picked up the chopsticks, picked up a handful of fried rice, and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully.

"..."

The customers around stopped eating at this moment. Link and Fengya did not avoid them during their conversation just now. After listening for a while, they also realized that Link was a picky eater.

They also wanted to hear Link's evaluation of the store.

"...Not bad, it's a big improvement over last time. The fat this time just coated the fried rice perfectly, and it didn't sink to the bottom like last time. It seems like they listened to my advice and used leftover rice."

Link nodded as he ate. Besides cursing, he would also give suggestions on how the other party could improve. Otherwise, with the simple folk customs of this world, Link would have been thrown out long ago.

The local rice in Jieyun Village is very rich in water and is not suitable for fried rice after being cooked. That's why the situation last time happened. The oil could not enter the rice at all and finally could only flow to the bottom, turning the rice at the bottom into lard rice.

This problem can be avoided by letting the cooked rice cool down and wait for the moisture to dry out before frying it.

When the strong man heard his words, a smug smile appeared on his face, but he didn't say anything.

However, the girl Fengya happily hugged Link's neck.

"Really? That's great, Brother Link. I knew that after listening to you, Dad's cooking skills would definitely improve."

Seeing his daughter's actions, the smug smile on the sturdy man's face disappeared before it could fully develop, and his eyes became like knives, cutting into Link's body fiercely.

Link continued to savor the fried rice, casually pushing away the girl's hands that were around his neck, letting the burly man withdraw his gaze, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Link, that brat, would kidnap his precious daughter, but luckily, this guy only had eyes for food.

Link was chewing some mushroom and pork cubes in his mouth.

The taste of mushroom pork is very special. It has the deliciousness of meat and the unique aroma of mushrooms, which makes people linger in the aftertaste.

This is due to the peculiar ecology of this small monster, the mushroom pig. The skin on its back is extremely thick and covered with emerald green moss. During the rainy season, it even grows specialty mushrooms, so the meat quality combines the advantages of both.

Although fungus pigs are also small monsters, their numbers are not large. This is because their only instinct is to eat, and even their desire to reproduce is extremely low, so they will not form large-scale groups.

Because of their low reproductive desire, they are like castrated pigs, with a docile personality and low sex hormones, which makes their meat firmer and taste better.