I conquer the world by cooking

Qi Cheng's mood value has always been maintained in a good state, fluctuating around 90, the lowest will not be lower than 86, and the highest will not exceed 92.

He Yuanyuan observed silently for a while, feeling that the data changes were a bit psychedelic.

For example, early in the morning, he happily said good morning to Qi Cheng, adding a little.

The next morning, the exact same scene, the exact same dialogue, minus a bit.

The night before, he made another dish that Qi Cheng liked very much, which added to his mood.

The next day, when he was cooking in his own shop, Qi Cheng ran over fully armed, only poked his head in for a look, and then left. His mood value was reduced by one.

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He Yuanyuan felt that this person was really unreasonable.

Qi Cheng was actually even more aggrieved.

He enjoys the time when he can see He Yuanyuan every day, and especially likes to eat dishes specially made for himself, but there seems to be a hole in his heart, he finally fills it up a little, and then collapses deeper, but he doesn't know how to solve it. able to really fill up.

Therefore, the value of his mood also rises and falls with his uncertain mood, never stopping.

He Yuanyuan had a headache for a few days because of this, and then quickly changed his target. Anyway, he didn't have a clue about the other tasks, so it doesn't seem urgent at the moment.

Ten days later, the broken pot and shovel ate the hundredth dish, but there was no reaction.

He Yuanyuan was busy at the moment and was in no mood to study the sad pair of spatulas. When he almost had some free time and bent down to take a closer look, the pots and spatulas were gone.

what happened?Puzzled in his heart, he opened the system's special kitchen interface again, but it was still empty, and the system did not prompt that the task was completed.

He took another look at the system interface: Lament of the Pot and Shovel: Completion Progress (99/100)

Obviously, there is a mystery here.

But now the pot and shovel are gone, but he has no clue.

The system didn't give him any hints, and the whole mission got stuck here for no apparent reason.

"What's the problem?" He thought carefully about the last dish he made just now, which is shredded chicken with pepper and garlic. This dish is quite popular. no problem.

Is that not enough?Seeing that there were still materials left, He Yuanyuan picked up the spatula and made another small portion.

Cook the chicken breast in boiling water first, then tear it into thin shreds by hand, fry it in oil, add shredded green and red peppers, cooking wine, and seasoning sauce, and stir fry quickly. Finally, sprinkle a handful of minced garlic and cumin powder, and stir well. It's ready to serve.

He Yuanyuan picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth. The shredded chicken had a burnt aroma, the shredded green and red peppers were crisp and delicious, and the minced garlic and cumin were well matched. The only fly in the ointment was that the heat was not enough. He is extremely sensitive to the freshness and heat of various ingredients, but it seems that there is still a layer of film between him, and he is obviously about to break through, but he is still a little bit short.

He was chewing carefully when suddenly a small black ball wobbled on the edge of his plate.

He Yuanyuan was startled, thinking it was a small animal that came out of nowhere, but after a closer look, he found that it was a palm-sized iron pot model, and there was a slender small shovel squatting beside the iron pot, only the little finger Long, although the two objects are small, they look very delicate.

These two objects seem to have spirituality, moving around on the side of the plate, as if enjoying the aroma.

He Yuanyuan quickly guessed the identities of these two and asked, "Want to try it?"

The two little things seemed to be frightened, and disappeared in a flash.

He Yuanyuan could only scratch his head in doubt.

I don't know where the two little things are hidden, they are elusive, and every time He Yuanyuan cooks a dish that he is quite satisfied with, they will come out and try to get closer, but they are timid, and when they hear the slightest movement, they will come out. will run away.

After two or three days of stalemate like this, He Yuanyuan still didn't figure out what they wanted.

When the store opened in the afternoon, a strange young woman came into the store. She was dressed exquisitely and stylishly, wearing a tight red dress, black stiletto high heels, and a pair of sunglasses. She had fair complexion and bright lips like flowers.

She half took off her sunglasses, her eyes were as bright as water, but she didn't want to get too close to the counter, so she asked from a distance: "After eating this quail egg, does it smell like tea or five-spice powder?"

He Yuanyuan was stunned, he really didn't know.

"Forget it, give me one to try." The woman in the sunglasses put on her sunglasses again and said in a low voice.

She had to move a little closer to the counter when she was paying, and He Yuanyuan immediately smelled a strong and strange smell, like the scene of a car accident where several perfume bottles were knocked over, but she still couldn't hide the strong smell in it. stink.

After she raised her hand to scan the code, she backed away quickly, as if she was afraid of getting too close to people.

He Yuanyuan looked at her thoughtfully, and handed her a quail egg.

This is a smaller egg than ordinary fresh quail eggs. The egg shell has been peeled clean, and the white is slightly brown. Although it is small in size, it exudes a strong aroma of tea and flowers.

The girl in sunglasses took the quail eggs, took a few steps back quickly, and put the eggs into her mouth.

She had tried a lot of deodorant candies before, most of which were fruity or flowery, but she had never tasted such a rich aroma, as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom, singing and singing, and there was a faint fragrance of tea during the period, which added to the A little fresh and indifferent.Although the fragrance is strong, it is not offensive, on the contrary, it is long and lingering, refreshing.

The girl in sunglasses adjusted her glasses, nodded slightly in thanks, and left in a hurry.

She has been plagued by strong body odor since puberty, and she has used various treatment methods for this, and even underwent surgery, but the effect was not very good, and it recurred again after half a year.

The doctor was very interested in her particular case, but for her it was the source of all pain.She doesn't dare to keep too close to anyone, and other people can't help showing disgust when they see her. She dare not participate in any group activities. She has no friends, let alone a relationship, even if she dresses up No matter how glamorous it is, no matter how expensive the perfume is sprinkled on, as long as it is within one meter of her, everything will be ruined.