Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Lin Xiaoqian slept until a little after 1 p.m.

She stretched, got out of bed, and drew back the curtains. Sunlight streamed into the room, instantly brightening it.

I glanced at the bustling street outside and, in a good mood, went to the bathroom to wash up.

She found a pastoral-style green dress in her closet, tied her hair up with a matching green headband, and looked fresh and bright.

After going downstairs, I put on an apron, made myself a simple sandwich, and heated up a glass of milk for brunch.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Lin Xiaoqian took out about a hundred fried chicken legs from the warehouse and placed them on the kitchen table. The fried chicken legs looked as if they had just come out of the fryer, hot and fragrant.

After taking it out, Lin Xiaoqian opened the shop door to prepare for business. While waiting for customers to arrive, Lin Xiaoqian went into the kitchen to prepare some small ingredients to make the fried chicken legs taste better.

These are all from the system's recipe book, including garlic spicy, cumin spicy, Korean sweet and spicy, and Lin Xiaoqian's favorite plum flavor.

Before she could even get ready, customers started arriving at the shop.

Old Henry had been watching this shop since morning, wanting to know when the fried meat shop would open.

After greeting one customer, Old Henry glanced across the street and saw the shop door was open. Somewhat incredulous, he rubbed his eyes and hurried into the shop next door.

"Philip!" he shouted, but seeing that there were customers inside Philip's shop, he gave Philip a wink in the opposite direction and left.

Old Henry jogged to the entrance of Lin Xiaoqian's shop, and the aroma of fried meat that wafted towards him almost made him dizzy.

With his chubby face, his small eyes narrowed into slits as he walked into the store.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

After hearing the sound, Lin Xiaoqian looked out through the small kitchen window.

Someone came to our door so quickly?

She quickly washed the materials off her hands and wiped them on a towel.

He stepped out of the kitchen and greeted us with a smile, "Hello, I'm the owner and chef of this restaurant."

Old Henry sized up Lin Xiaoqian and was surprised to find that she was a beautiful Asian girl.

Then there's no mistake. Besides being skilled in trade, people with black hair and black eyes from the East are most skilled at cooking.

No wonder the fried meat at this place smells so good.

He smiled politely at Lin Xiaoqian and asked, "Hello, what delicious food do you sell at your store?"

Lin Xiaoqian said, "We have freshly fried chicken legs, would you like some?"

Oh, it was fried chicken legs! No wonder I dreamt I was eating chicken legs last night.

Old Henry's nose was filled with the aroma of fried chicken legs, and he said impatiently, "Give me one, no, two, please!"

Lin Xiaoqian nodded: "Please make yourself at home."

He turned around, went to the kitchen, picked up two chicken legs, put them in a woven basket, and delivered them to old Henry.

Thinking of Lilith, who came over for chicken legs last night, Lin Xiaoqian specially demonstrated to Old Henry how to wear disposable gloves.

Old Henry was somewhat surprised by the glove's thinness, but having seen a lot in the world, he didn't show it on his face.

Lin Xiaoqian also recommended Sprite to Old Henry, but instead of choosing the black Coke, Old Henry opted for Sprite with a lemon flavor.

Old Henry finally got to eat the fried chicken leg he'd been craving. The moment he bit into the shredded chicken, he knew that the plate of fried poultry he'd had at the Hunter's Restaurant at noon was nothing compared to what he'd had at lunchtime.

The fried chicken leg in my mouth has a crispy skin and tender meat that's so tender it's juicy.

A sip of sweet and sour Sprite, the wonderful taste made old Henry's mustache stand on end in excitement.

With the idea of ​​attracting customers in mind, Lin Xiaoqian asked, "Would you like some other appetizers, sir?"

Old Henry swallowed a bite of chicken, looking somewhat curious: "Are there any other appetizers?"

Lin Xiaoqian took out the remote control, turned on the TV on the wall, selected "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone," and clicked play.

This is what she thought of before going to bed this morning. She installed the TV to play some good shows to attract customers.

Old Henry looked at the image on the wall in surprise. There was no magic on it, it was not a magical projection. Could it be an alchemical item?

"What amazing alchemical artifacts!" Old Henry exclaimed.

Lin Xiaoqian didn't say much. After playing the movie, she went back to the kitchen to continue grinding plum powder.

Old Henry watched the movie while munching on fried chicken legs and drinking Sprite, gradually becoming engrossed in the film's content.

“Mr. Henry, you’ve come quickly,” Ms. Elena’s voice rang out from the doorway.

Old Henry turned to look at her: "Hey, Ms. Elena, your shop is right next door, why did it take you so long to get here?"

Elena had smelled the fried chicken legs for a while, but there were customers in the store at the time, and she was busy serving them, so she didn't come over. But as soon as the customers left, she came over.

Hearing the commotion, Lin Xiaoqian came out to greet them, and as usual, Elena gave him a once-over.

"I didn't expect her to be a young girl from the East. Now I have even more confidence in the food at this restaurant."

Lin Xiaoqian heard Lilith say last night that people with black hair and black eyes like her all come from a continent in the east. They don't know magic, but they know a kind of mysterious Eastern martial arts. They love to come to the continent of Aeria to do business. They have excellent business acumen and are best at making delicious food.

Because their food is delicious, most people in the continent of Aeria are quite friendly towards them.

Elena also ordered two fried chicken legs. While waiting, she noticed the movie playing on the wall.

"It has no magic, so it's an alchemical item?" she asked curiously.

Old Henry spat out the chicken bone from his mouth: "It should be an alchemical item. However, the story behind it is quite interesting. See this little boy with glasses? He should be living with his aunt. His aunt's family treats him very badly."

Elena nodded, clearly also interested in the scene before her.

The movie is currently showing Harry Potter and his aunt and uncle visiting the zoo to see snakes, where they unexpectedly discover that they can communicate with snakes.

“A beast whisperer?” Elena said. “If he really is a beast whisperer, this little guy named Harry might be chosen by the nobles and escape the torment of his aunt’s family.”

In the magical world, there are also people who can understand animal speech. This talent is innate, and they are often recruited by nobles to train wild beasts for them.

Lin Xiaoqian brought over Elena's chicken leg, along with two small dishes of plum powder.

"Hello, madam, here is your fried chicken leg. Please enjoy. This is our special dipping sauce, made with plum powder. It's sweet and sour when sprinkled on the chicken leg. Please have a taste."

Then place the two small plates in front of each of them.

Old Henry was already eating his second fried chicken leg when he heard this. He picked up a small plate, sprinkled a little bit on it, and took a bite. It tasted a bit sour plum, but he didn't really like the taste of plum and thought the original flavor was better.

Seeing that he had almost finished his chicken leg, he said to Lin Xiaoqian, "Boss, please give me two more fried chicken legs."

Lin Xiaoqian went to get it as instructed.

Elena quite liked the sour taste. Of course, the original flavor was also delicious, but the plum powder made her even more hungry.

Old Henry noticed that Elena liked the sour taste, so he recommended Sprite to her.

"This drink is also sweet and sour, but the taste is quite unique. I've never drunk anything like it before. It's like having a bunch of little bombs in my mouth, making my tongue feel numb."