In a certain restaurant in Togetsu Resort, a few young men and women dressed as waiters were cleaning up the restaurant.
The dining room was very spacious and bright. Even though it was sparsely arranged, it could accommodate more than 20 tables.
"Lil Feng, I'm almost done cleaning here. I have something to do and I'll leave first. I'll leave the rest to you!”
After the few young men finished speaking to the young man named Xiao Feng, they immediately turned around and left the restaurant, not giving him a chance to react at all.
"F * ck, it's like this again…"
Liu Xiaofeng threw the rag in his hand on the table, but only a few seconds later, he sighed and picked it up again. He obediently wiped the remaining tables and chairs clean.
It couldn't be helped. Who asked him to be the youngest and a newcomer? At the same time, he could only work hard as a waiter. Otherwise, if he lost his job, Liu Xiaofeng wouldn't know how to survive in this world.
After wiping another table clean, Liu Xiaofeng stopped and sighed,"Sigh, why did I have to transmigrate to the world of the Spirit of the Halberd? The problem is that my culinary skills are completely incomparable to other professional chefs.”
That's right, Liu Xiaofeng was a transmigrator. At the age of 15, he came to the world of the " Spirit of the Halberd " by accident.
There were no cheat codes or cheats like the other transmigrators. In this place, there were chefs everywhere, and the cooking skills that only knew how to make some very home-cooked dishes were not enough. Liu Xiaofeng, who did not have any skills, could only work as a waiter here to support himself. As for the other novel protagonists, he did not dare to ask for more.
"This transmigration is really a f * cking pain in the ass.”
Liu Xiaofeng kept complaining, but he could only finish the rest of the work slowly.
"Phew, I'm exhausted. Let's rest first.”
Liu Xiaofeng found a chair nearby and sat down. Then, he took out his phone to relieve his fatigue.
When she had transmigrated, she had placed the phone in her pocket and brought it along with her. After unlocking his phone, he realized that there were several unread messages on a certain QQ chat software. At the same time, new messages kept popping up.
Eh?
Liu Xiaofeng was very puzzled. He clearly remembered that because he had transmigrated to the anime world, the apps installed on his phone could not be used. Today, the Penguin app could be used again? If he could use it, he would be able to contact his old friends!
Thinking of this, Liu Xiaofeng immediately opened the chat software and tried to send a message to his best friend. However, he was very disappointed because no matter how he sent the message, it showed that the sending failed. The network was obviously very good, but he couldn't send it.
After trying a few times, Liu Xiaofeng gave up. After all, the two worlds were not in the same plane, so it was normal that he could not send messages…If that was the case, then what was with this discussion group?
With a lot of doubts, Liu Xiaofeng opened the discussion group called " Chef Group from All Worlds ".
Liu Xiaofeng remembered that this was a chat group that he had joined a long time ago out of boredom, but after he added it, he blocked it and never paid attention to it again.
He hadn't looked carefully before, but now that he looked at the group members, he realized that they were all very familiar names!
Liu Maoxing, Dong Wuma, Xiao Song, Stephen Zhou?
Weren't they all characters from various gourmet comics? Why were they all in this group?
After thinking for a moment, Liu Xiaofeng understood something and said,"Oh, a multi-level marketing group. How boring!”
This kind of MLM group was not uncommon, but the only thing that puzzled Liu Xiaofeng was why he could chat in this discussion group that he had joined before in the world of " Spirit of Food Halberd "? She shouldn't be like the other contacts, unable to chat.
Thinking of this, Liu Xiaofeng decided to give it a try. After making a random emoji, he was ready to send it, but he immediately received a strange notification.
"Only when the group level has reached the 'special chef' level can you speak.”
F * ck, it even limited the group level!
Liu Xiaofeng took another look and found that among the nearly 100 members of the group, only he was a "rookie chef". Most of the others were "special chefs","Lin chefs","Long chefs", etc. The only "God of Food" level was this group leader.
Although he couldn't speak, he knew that he could speak in this chat group from the level restriction message.
Strange, what was going on! He had already encountered the transmigration incident. Could it be that the people in these groups were all real?
With this thought in mind, the group leader, Culinary God, sent another message.
Culinary God: " Chefs from all walks of life, I've pulled you into this group to let everyone study cooking together and become the Culinary God as soon as possible. It's very lonely to be alone in the Culinary God Palace." In the future, if you have any doubts, you can raise them here to solve your doubts.”
Liu Maoxing,[(/question mark) So, did you send this phone over?] If others knew that I had such high-tech gadgets in this era, wouldn't they come looking for trouble?”
Stephen Zhou: "(/nose picking) What era are you in? You don't even have a cell phone. Could you be a chef from the ancient plane?"”
" That's right," Liu Maoxing said." That's why I'm asking everyone not to look down on a 'country bumpkin' like me..."
Sanji: "Don't be so humble. It's the same here. We only have 'phone bugs.' But this phone smells so good. Apart from chatting, we can also watch movies (/smirk)~~~"
……
Liu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded when he saw the chat records. What were these guys doing? However, he couldn't participate in the speech, so he couldn't ask some questions.
Just as more than a dozen members were chatting fervently, Culinary God, the group leader, sent a message: "Giving out red packets every day, the old rules are still based on luck.”
Uncle Yi Le: " Boss, hurry up and post it. I'm still short of a few hundred gourmet points to exchange for the noodle pressing machine. Naruto brings people here to eat ramen every day. I can't handle it alone…"
Then, a large group of chefs came up to ask for red packets, and cute expressions flew everywhere.
He should be able to snatch the red packet, right?
Soon, a ding sounded and the phone vibrated. A large red packet that was flashing with golden light appeared on the screen.
Liu Xiaofeng, who had been single for fifteen years, opened the screen at lightning speed. Immediately, a notification came: Congratulations, you have obtained 128 Gourmet Points!
Then, he could see the situation of chefs from all walks of life fighting for red packets below the red packets.
[The luckiest: Liu Xiaofeng, 128 gourmet points.]
Next was Stephen Zhou, who had 98 gourmet points, and the rest of the people, who had 1 to 80 points.
Delicious food? This should be a virtual currency. Liu Xiaofeng thought to himself.
Because there were only 20 Red Envelopes, many members did not manage to get one. The chat group instantly became lively again.
……
(To be continued.)
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