A Bite of Douluo Continent

This price... is it for real?

He had never heard of any of those dish names before, but that was normal. Many upscale restaurants like to come up with strange names to make their dishes stand out. Lin Lang thought that this restaurant might be doing the same thing.

But this price... is just outrageous.

He turned to his son sitting next to him and asked, "Are you sure the food here is good?"

Lin Lang could afford to eat, but he always suspected that his good-for-nothing son was trying to ruin his father's life.

What kind of vegetable can sell for such a price?

"Hello, what would you like to order?" A familiar voice interrupted Lin Lang's thoughts. He turned his head and found an unexpected person.

"Qin Yue?"

Back when the Qin sisters' father was still alive, Lin Lang was a regular at Yueyao Tower, so he naturally knew Qin Yue.

Qin Yue also recognized Lin Lang, her former regular customer, and she also knew Lin Lang's other identity.

"Uncle Lin, hello, hello." Qin Yue's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Lin Lang had a good impression of this enthusiastic young girl. Every time he visited Yueyao Tower, she would affectionately call him Uncle Lin. The owner of Yueyao Tower was also a wonderful person, quite witty, and they got along well.

Recalling the past, Lin Lang asked gently, "Is this shop owned by your Qin family?"

“No, my sister and I sold the shop to the owner and then became waitresses at Hanshi Restaurant,” Qin Yue explained, then fell into deep thought.

Something feels off.

Lin Lang's expression also became interesting. He pointed to the price list on the wall and asked, "What's with these prices?"

"You mean this? Uncle Lin, don't be fooled by the high prices of the food in our shop. It's all worth the money. The owner uses ingredients from spirit beasts, and eating them regularly is very beneficial to your spirit power and health."

These words weren't spoken by Qi Han at Qin Yue's behest. However, during the cooking process, Qi Han didn't avoid the Qin sisters. Sometimes, when Qin Yue asked about the ingredients out of curiosity, Qi Han would tell her the truth.

At this moment, in order to prevent Lin Lang from being deterred by the high price, Qin Yue took it upon herself to add this sentence.

But this doesn't count as fraudulent sales; it's a fact.

Lin Lang is a food critic. Although he is not the one in charge of Morning Star Street, having him taste the delicious dishes of Hanshi might be of some help in adding Hanshi delicacies to the food criticism. Even if it is only a little, it would be a huge gain.

Qin Yue was lost in thought.

"Soul beast ingredients?" Lin Lang's face showed a hint of surprise. "I can't afford to eat these long-term, but since you've put it that way, I'll try your shop's cooking. Can you tell me more about it?"

Qin Yue smiled more and began to introduce the dishes for the Cold Food Festival, and also mentioned hot pot.

"This hot pot is quite interesting." Lin Lang is very knowledgeable about food. After Qin Yue's brief introduction, he understood the characteristics of this hot pot and his face showed more interest. "But let's try it on the first floor tonight. I'll try this hot pot next time I come."

"Oh, right, Uncle Lin, we can't waste food in our shop, otherwise we'll be blacklisted and won't be able to come to our shop again." Suddenly remembering something, Qin Yue hurriedly added.

"Oh?" Lin Lang's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Ordinary restaurants would never have such a rule.

They'd even love for you to waste food, because that means you'll order more food and they can make more money.

It's really a strange rule to forbid waste.

Wasting food is actually a common problem among the raters.

If you want to try every kind of food, how can you possibly eat it all?

Unless the judge is a big eater.

However, Lin Lang still agreed with the shop's ideas.

Even during the rating period, he doesn't like wasting food, and if he really can't finish it, he will find a way to get rid of it.

However... Lin Lang then realized that Cao Pingzhi seemed to have his own scoring rules, allowing a maximum of two bites of each dish. Since he was assigned to Morning Star Street, this Cold Food Restaurant would also need to be scored by Cao Pingzhi.

Will this family block Cao Pingzhi when the Cold Food Festival comes around?

Thinking of that scene, Lin Lang couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

I must be overthinking it. Cao Pingzhi is a food critic. Even if this restaurant has its own rules, it's impossible for it to offend the food critic. They'll probably change the rules specifically for that guy, or turn a blind eye.

However, none of this is related to me.

"Don't worry." Lin Lang smiled slightly. "Today I'm not a Lin Ping judge, just a husband and father who brought his family to dinner."

Having figured out which dishes were the main courses from Qin Yue's introduction, Lin Lang smiled more and said, "Bring one serving of each of the dishes."

If it were just him, he definitely wouldn't be able to finish all this food, but it wouldn't be difficult for a family of four to finish it.

After all, there are only three kinds of staple foods.

Of course, Lin Lang's occupational habit kicked in again when he ordered the food this way.

Faced with this intriguing restaurant, he felt an almost irresistible urge to try every dish.

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Chapter 152 Lin Lang's Shock

Lin Lang's family knew about his occupational habits, so they approved of his way of ordering food.

After all, it's their first time here, so being able to try a variety of dishes is a great experience.

As for sharing a meal with several people...

The family naturally wouldn't mind.

The first dish served was xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), a type of noodle dish that can be prepared in advance and served very quickly.

"Please enjoy the xiaolongbao." Qin Yue knew that the xiaolongbao would probably be enjoyed by Lin Lang's family, so she placed it in the middle of the family of four before speaking again.

"These xiaolongbao are a specialty of our restaurant. When eating them, please use chopsticks to pick them up, then bite a small hole at the top of the xiaolongbao, blow out the soup inside through the small hole, and then suck it out in one gulp. Finally, dip the xiaolongbao in the vinegar dish before eating."

"Oh?" Lin Lang carefully examined the basket of steamed buns in front of him. The buns were small and delicate, and their round shape was quite cute. They looked somewhat similar to steamed buns, but they were obviously not just smaller steamed buns.

"What are chopsticks?" Lin Lang then discovered something new.

The tableware at this little shop is surprisingly unique.

"This is it." Qin Yue took out a pair of chopsticks and demonstrated how to use them in front of the family, which immediately caught Lin Lang's eye.

"What a brilliant design!" Lin Lang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. With his professional background, he could immediately tell that these cutlery pieces were far more convenient for picking up food than forks. "Was this also invented by your boss?"

"Yes." A hint of pride appeared in Qin Yue's eyes.

After getting a little familiar with how to pick up food, Lin Lang used his chopsticks to pick up a cute little steamed bun, remembered the way Qin Yue had introduced to eat it, and carefully bit a small opening.

With a slight chew, a small piece of bun skin, with its chewy texture and a hint of savory broth, caught Lin Lang's eye.

This dish will taste good.

He made that judgment instantly, then carefully blew on the inside through the opening, then brought his mouth close to the opening and sucked hard, instantly drawing out the soup from the xiaolongbao.

The delicious flavor of the broth exploded on Lin Lang's tongue, causing his eyes to widen instantly.

this...

Such deliciousness is simply unbelievable.

Lin Lang possesses an exceptional sense of taste, which is essential for his role as a food critic. His martial spirit enhances his sense of taste, giving him a significant advantage in his work.

Therefore, unlike other diners, he could easily distinguish the ingredients and raw materials inside many delicacies, but at this moment he felt a sense of bewilderment.

The soup inside the xiaolongbao was so perfectly blended that he couldn't even distinguish any of the individual ingredients, an experience he had never had before.

"Incredible." Lin Lang took a deep breath, dipped the xiaolongbao into the vinegar dish, and its surface became a tempting reddish-brown. He put it in his mouth and a completely new taste appeared, which was similar to the soup but also completely different.

The chewy, springy dough, the tender and juicy meat filling, and the tangy, appetizing vinegar blend together perfectly during chewing, creating a wonderfully unique flavor experience.

"My goodness." Lin Lang couldn't help but exclaim. This one dish of xiaolongbao alone almost surpassed all the delicacies in the previous food review.

This dish would definitely be worthy of being featured in a food review.

Is this the most delicious dish for the Cold Food Festival?

But looking at the prices, they are clearly among the cheapest options.

In an instant, Lin Lang was filled with anticipation for the delicious food to come.

Seeing the curious and expectant expressions on his family members' faces, Lin Lang smiled.

He knew that his wife and children hadn't touched their chopsticks yet so that he could better appreciate the food. "Come and try it, these xiaolongbao are really delicious."

The family began to share the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings). Lin Lang and his wife tacitly agreed to each eat two, leaving three for each of their six children.

Unsurprisingly, the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) were highly praised by the family. These xiaolongbao with soup inside were simply too delicious, and Lin Lang's family loved them. If there hadn't been other food available later, he might have ordered another serving.

Looking at the empty steamer, Lin Lang fell into thought.

His tongue can distinguish all kinds of delicacies, so his cooking skills are naturally not bad either.

People like Qi Han, who have the palate of a gourmet but can't cook, are ultimately a minority.

At this moment, Lin Lang was pondering the question: how exactly are these xiaolongbao made?

Steamers also exist in Douluo Continent; they're used for steaming buns, but the one in front of us is smaller and more delicate. That's not a big deal.

Lin Lang already had an idea of ​​how to make the dough. If he wasn't mistaken, it was probably made by not adding yeast during the kneading process. He also knew how to make the meat filling, although he probably couldn't make it as delicious as this.

But how to stuff the soup into the buns was something Lin Lang couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried.

That's amazing.

However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the second dish, "Smashed cucumber, please enjoy."

Smashed cucumber?

Lin Lang looked at the small dish of cucumbers in front of him, coated in brown sauce and garnished with red chili peppers and cilantro, and a hint of curiosity appeared on his face.

This... looks like an appetizer?

Picking up his chopsticks, he took a small piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing it slightly, a look of surprise appeared on Lin Lang's face.

The spicy and sour flavors, which should have been incompatible with the sweet taste of cucumber, slowly blended together as he chewed. After one bite, Lin Lang felt his appetite increase.

"This is also very good, it's sour and spicy and appetizing, you guys should try it." After taking a bite, Lin Lang rubbed his stomach and felt a little hungry again. He smiled and invited his wife and children to try the cucumber salad.

After smashing the cucumber, Qin Yue reappeared with two plates of dishes in her hands, saying, "Pig stomach and chicken, and Dongpo pork knuckle, please enjoy."