The strongest anime shop owner

"Oh, it's you." As soon as Su Luo opened the door, she saw a middle-aged man who looked very artistic with a small mustache. The man was none other than Ning Hai. Su Luo's face immediately showed a look of realization.

"Boss, you're finally back! You always leave without a second thought, it's so capricious! Do you even consider how we customers feel? You know, I feel like I've lost all my creative inspiration if I don't eat your food for a day. You're such a sinner!" Ning Hai said with a resentful look as he saw Su Luo open the door, as if it were really true.

Su Luo felt uncomfortable under Ning Hai's resentful gaze, as if he were a bitter woman she had abandoned. Her lips twitched involuntarily. What did he mean by saying that he had no creative inspiration if he didn't eat the dishes? Slander! This is absolutely slander.

Su Luo composed herself, her face expressionless, and said, "It's not open for business yet."

"Boss, I know it's not yet opening time, but you can't possibly not let me in, can you? You know I'm a loyal fan of yours. I've never missed a chance to get in your shop, except for one time when it was too crowded." Ning Hai put on a pitiful expression, looking like an abandoned puppy, and said.

Seeing Ning Hai acting cute despite his age, Su Luo couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Come in."

It's not that the store can't be seen, it's just that it won't open for business until the appointed time. In reality, when the store opens and when it opens for business is entirely up to Su Luo.

Hearing Su Luo's words, Ning Hai's face lit up with joy, and he said sweetly, "I knew it, boss, you're the best. How could you be so heartless to your most loyal customer?"

Upon hearing this, Su Luo really couldn't stand it anymore. If a girl had said this, it would have been fine, but since it was an older man saying it, it was inexplicably painful. She couldn't help but say, "If you say another word, get out of here."

Ning Hai originally wanted to say something, but upon hearing this, he covered his mouth with his hand, afraid that he would lose control of his mouth.

Su Luo returned to the stove and continued making steamed buns. She did so very quickly, and the whole process was smooth and easy to watch. Then she put them on the steamer to start steaming.

At this time of day, although it gets light earlier in summer than in winter, there are still not many people to be seen.

Even though it hadn't gone on sale yet, Ning Hai wasn't bored at all, especially watching Su Luo's delightful movements; every time he watched, it was a real treat.

Oh, right, I almost forgot.

During this free moment, Ning Hai seemed to suddenly remember something, so he took out his phone and started filming Su Luo's hand movements.

"What are you doing?" Su Luo, who was focused on making the food, seemed to realize something and looked ahead. Seeing Ning Hai holding his phone, she knew what he was doing and couldn't help but ask.

"Boss, your cooking is so amazing, I couldn't resist taking a picture. I hope filming isn't prohibited here?" Ning Hai was startled by Su Luo's sudden question. He couldn't read her expression at all. He wondered, "Could it be that filming isn't allowed? If that's the case, will I be dragged into a dark room? No way!" Finally, he put on a cautious expression and said...

Ning Hai knew very well that it was forbidden to film a chef's cooking, especially without permission. If caught, the consequences would be severe.

"Why are you so nervous? I didn't say filming wasn't allowed. I just wanted to say that filming is fine, but you can't include me in the shots." Seeing Ning Hai's cautious demeanor, Su Luo found it amusing and couldn't help but say.

Hearing this, Ning Hai breathed a sigh of relief. If he had really been blacklisted by Su Luo, it would have been truly tragic.

Su Luo's process of making steamed buns looked very simple, not as spectacular as making flaming dumplings, nor as shocking as kneading dough, but every movement was extremely elegant, clean and neat, and very fast. Each steamed bun was indistinguishable to the naked eye, which was even more terrifying than a machine.

As the saying goes, you can tell a master's skill with just one move. These simple actions require at least ten years of experience to achieve this level. Even laymen who don't understand the craft will find them pleasing to the eye.

After filming a short video, Ninghai opened QQ, clicked on a group called "Comic Masters Group," typed a few words, "I wasn't lying before, here's a short video for you to see," and then uploaded the short video he had just filmed.

Ninghai had mentioned the local delicacies to the group members before, but not many people believed him. After all, given Ninghai's personality, he was seen as someone with no morals whatsoever by the standards of the group members.

Although it's only almost six o'clock, people in the group replied shortly after Ninghai posted the video.

Mao Mao: Oh my god, Hai Jie, you're still agonizing over this topic? No matter what you say, I won't believe you, because you can't fool my intuition, hahaha.

The wind from last night: It's so early in the morning, and you're all still awake? Are you all cultivating immortality?

Last night's wind: And what are you talking about? I have absolutely no idea.

Mao Mao: Wind God, shouldn't you be asleep by now? How come you still have time to chat?

Ninghai: You must have been sleeping with some girl again, I know even if you don't tell me.

Last night's wind: Roll away!!! It's because the manuscript is due today, so I've been drawing all night... Hey, wait, why am I explaining this to you? By the way, what was going on before you explained it to me?

Last night, Feng was busy rushing to finish his manuscript and didn't have time to read their chat, so he naturally couldn't understand their conversation and couldn't help but ask.

Then Mao Mao explained the wind from last night, and they quickly understood.

Last night's wind: Sister Hai, are you telling the truth?

Last night's wind is also a foodie. Although Ninghai's morals are not guaranteed, he was very interested in the food he mentioned.

Ninghai: Of course it's true! I'm in this little shop right now. The video I uploaded earlier was just filmed.

Mao Mao: Feng Shen, don't be fooled. What he said is absolutely fake. Have you ever seen a place that doesn't allow outside food? Have you ever seen a place where you can only order one dish per meal? Also, the prices are really expensive compared to other places. I heard that it's open four times a day, but only for two hours each time. Look at all this, are you sure this is a store? It looks very fake.

After hearing what Mao Mao said, the wind last night suddenly became interested.

Last night's wind: Really? If that's the case, then I'll have to go check it out. I've seen plenty of weird shops.

Ninghai: I'll give you the address, or if you have time, we can go together as a team. Also, is anyone else in the group who wants to go?

Broken Bridge and Lingering Snow: I, I... I've already watched the video. A true expert can tell at a glance whether someone is skilled or not. Although this move looks very simple, it takes more than ten years of experience to master it.

Ninghai: So it turns out the foodies from the Broken Bridge have come out. Finally, someone who knows their stuff has appeared.

Mao Mao: What are you saying? Do you think I don't know what's good? Humph, I'm going to go and see for myself. If it's not tasty, I'll give you a piece of my mind.

Ning Hai chatted with the group for a few more minutes, then took a few more pictures of the final appearance of the Kung Fu steamed buns. On the steamer, there were steamed buns that looked like pale green jade. Although they were just steamed buns, they were surprisingly pleasing to the eye. With the white smoke rising, they looked very tempting.

After seeing that he had attracted several people, Ning Hai was a little smug, a wicked smile appearing on his lips. He thought to himself, "After you've eaten this, let's see if you'll still be able to live without Su Luo's cooking. I don't believe you won't get hooked and unable to get out."

As the saying goes, we should share both good times and bad. Just thinking about the expressions on these people's faces after eating Su Luo's food made Ning Hai feel amused.

"Mom, hurry up, we're almost there."

At that moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door again.

Not long after the sound faded, a high school student led the way, followed by a middle-aged woman. Her hair was simply styled, and she wore a string of pearls around her neck. She didn't look like a nouveau riche at all; on the contrary, she exuded elegance and refinement. With her dignified demeanor, she seemed to be a person of great wealth or a scholar. Her smile was particularly gentle. She was being led by the high school student at a leisurely pace. She looked at the high school student leading her with a hint of helplessness, shook her head slightly, and really didn't know what delicious food was so attractive to him.

This person was none other than Zhang Yang, the high school student who had previously claimed he was too poor to afford Su Luo's food. Unexpectedly, he had brought his mother over in the blink of an eye.

The Zhang family is indeed wealthy, but that depends on who you compare them to. In fact, they are very rich; their company is worth at least several hundred million. Perhaps because their family is very strict, they only give their children tuition and food, and never any extra money. So, Zhang Yang usually takes advantage of holidays to work and earn some pocket money for himself.

Today happens to be the day of the parent-teacher meeting, which starts around nine o'clock. It takes half a day to get here from Zhang Yang's home, so if he tries to catch the bus today, he won't make it in time. Therefore, his mother came last night.

Originally, Zhang Yang had wanted to bring his mother here to try the food yesterday, but his mother didn't believe that such a restaurant existed.

However, in the end, she couldn't resist Zhang Yang's persistent persuasion and finally agreed to come and try the food here this morning, so Zhang Yang brought his mother over early in the morning.

His mother's name is Zhang Mei. She is a typical housewife, but she is a very easy-going person. Perhaps because she takes good care of herself, she looks like she is just over thirty, even though she is in her forties.

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Chapter 408 What kind of dish is "White Dragon Playing with a Pearl"?

"Alright, alright, I know." Zhang Mei said helplessly to her son's eager look. However, she was also quite curious about the food that could have such a magical attraction for Zhang Yang. Plus, Zhang Yang kept pestering her, so she came to take a look.

You know, her family is quite wealthy, and they've eaten all sorts of expensive delicacies before, but they've never seen Zhang Yang act like this before. It's as if he'd die if he didn't eat. I really don't know what kind of food has such magic.

With this in mind, Zhang Mei was pulled into the small shop by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Mei's face didn't show much emotion at the fact that she ended up in such a remote little shop. Unlike the others, she didn't immediately dismiss it. She knew that it wasn't strange for some private kitchens to be located in such places. After all, some hidden places could serve dishes that were in no way inferior to the most luxurious hotels. She had seen it all before. However, such places always had some strange rules and regulations, which wasn't unusual.

Zhang Mei was pulled in by Zhang Yang. Zhang Mei carefully looked around the small shop. On the surface, it seemed to have nothing special about it, but at least it looked very clean. It seemed that the owner of the shop was a clean person. In fact, she had no idea that the shop was kept clean by itself using high-tech methods.

"Hey, what brings you here? Didn't you say you didn't have any money last time?" Ning Hai asked curiously after seeing Zhang Yang walk in. He was quite familiar with Zhang Yang; he was that annoying guy who called him Sister Hai. Although that's what everyone in the group called him, it was still just in the group.

"Hehe, ding ding ding!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang's face broke into a bright smile. He jumped to the side, welcoming the greeting with both hands.

Zhang Mei's true colors were revealed, and Zhang Yang said smugly, "I brought my mom with me this time, so naturally it's my treat. My mom will pay, and this time I'm going to eat my fill."

Speaking of Xiao Qianqian, there's a touch of sadness in his heart. It's all because his family is strict and doesn't give him much money. This time, his mother is in charge, so Zhang Yang naturally won't let her off the hook.

"You brat, you talk as if I abused you before," Zhang Mei rolled her eyes and said irritably.

"I see." Looking at the figure that appeared behind Zhang Yang, Ning Hai suddenly realized. So he brought people over. Someone paid for it. No wonder he came here.

After listening to Zhang Yang and Ning Hai's conversation, Zhang Mei figured out something. To be honest, Zhang Mei was quite concerned about Zhang Yang's affairs. She rarely took back the money he earned, so she knew he had quite a bit of money. But judging from what they said, it seemed like it wasn't enough to cover the expenses here. That meant the food here was definitely not cheap.

"Boss, give me a Kung Fu steamed bun, a Flaming Dumpling, and... um... also a Colorful Flower Noodles." This time, with his mother around, Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't be polite. After all, his mother was a rich person, not a poor high school student like him.

"It's not open for sale yet, please wait a moment." Su Luo was busy with what he was doing and didn't even look up as he said this. Even so, he already knew who the person was, thanks to his good memory.

Zhang Yang took out his phone and checked the time. It was indeed not time yet, so he nodded, pulled his mother along, and found a place to sit down.

"Oh, by the way, we've launched two new dishes this week. You can take a look."

After Su Luo shaped all the dough into steamed buns and placed them in the steamer, she addressed the guests who were already seated.

"Oh, there are new dishes again?"

Hearing this, the group was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly that anyone who had tasted Su Luo's cooking knew that every dish she made was a masterpiece and had never disappointed them. In particular, the two noodle dishes she made last time were absolutely top-notch.

As they spoke, the group looked at the menu on the wall. Sure enough, there were two more dishes added: Golden Fried Rice and White Dragon Playing with a Pearl.

When I saw the golden fried rice, it was alright. It cost 200 yuan a serving, which is considered moderate and relatively cheap among the prices here.

They were all stunned when they saw the dish "White Dragon Playing with a Pearl" that was placed separately on the other side. From the name, they had no idea what kind of dish it was.

However, when I saw the price listed, I was completely shocked. The lowest price was 100,000. My eyes widened, and I didn't know what to say. Although, I had heard of a dish costing 100,000 before.

As for Zhang Mei, although it was her first time there, she didn't show the shock or the urge to curse that others had when they saw the prices. After all, everyone's manners and status are different, so their reactions will naturally be different.

Zhang Mei didn't really care about the price; she had eaten dishes that cost several thousand yuan each, let alone these that cost several hundred.

Even so, Zhang Mei was still shocked when she saw the price of the dish "White Dragon Playing with a Pearl". It wasn't that she had never seen such a price before. After all, there are reasons why some dishes are so expensive. As for this dish, she had never even heard of it. She frowned slightly, wondering if the owner of this restaurant really had such ability or if he was just putting on a show.

Moreover, the lowest price for this dish is 100,000, and there are even more options at 990,000, which is truly astonishing. For ordinary people, even those dishes priced at a few hundred are already frighteningly expensive, let alone this one.

If most people saw the price of this dish, they would probably turn around and leave. However, Ning Hai, who had eaten Su Luo's dishes before, knew that Su Luo would never make up a story. This dish must have something special about it to justify its high price.

However, despite what Ning Hai thought to himself, he still said aloud, "Boss Su, is there a mistake with this price? Did you add a few extra zeros?"

"No, this is the price." Su Luo said seriously, looking like she wasn't joking at all.

To be honest, just looking at this dish, I had no idea what it was. I searched online but couldn't find any information about it. It was really puzzling. I was quite curious: "Boss, this dish is so expensive, what kind of dish is it?"

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Chapter 409 Ordering Food

Just as Su Luo was about to say something, the system's cold voice rang in her mind:

[Task] Sell three servings of "White Dragon Playing with a Pearl" (limited time offer: one month).

As a unique little shop, it's bound to have some amazing dishes. No matter what kind of dishes they are, there will always be someone who appreciates them. Keep it up, young man!

[Mission Reward: One Special World Lottery Draw]

Upon seeing this task, Su Luo was truly at a loss for words. Although this place was connected to big cities and had many wealthy people, could it really sell three servings within a month at this price? Even Su Luo herself, knowing the dish's miraculous properties, remained skeptical.

Even if you explain that this dish can improve people's physical fitness, or how good it is, it's useless if people don't order it. Besides, people might not even believe such nonsense about improving physical fitness by eating it.

As for the rewards, they are quite good and the benefits are plentiful. However, there is still some concern if we don't know what kind of world it will be. After all, the system did not say that each time we travel, it will provide a body. Who knows what kind of weird world it will be?

As for the world Su Luo has traveled to, she currently knows there are four types. One is the trading world, where you become a trading world by completing a task, and you can't become one if you don't complete a task. The same applies to the food world. The special world that appeared before was a one-time world. The special world that has appeared now consists of two main tasks: trading and food. You can become the one that you complete. At the same time, you can become both the trading world and the food world. If you don't complete either task, you can become either world.

The current culinary skill rating has reached the Master Chef level. To advance further, ordinary food is clearly not enough. At the same time, it is necessary to attract more customers than just ordinary ones. Undoubtedly, turning the world into a trading plane would be the best solution.