A Bite of Douluo Continent

Soon, a new batch of Mowu dumplings was freshly made.

Except for the frying process, which was changed according to Qi Han's suggestion, everything else was exactly the same as before.

But at this moment, the black lumps in the bowl have a noticeably better color on the surface, and look even more tempting.

Ye Lingqing carefully picked up some food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and after chewing it briefly, her eyes lit up.

The surface is crispier than before, while the inside is more tender. The combination of the two results in a significant improvement in taste compared to before.

Could such a small change really bring about such a big transformation for the Mowu Group?

At this moment, Ye Lingqing felt even more respect for Qi Han.

No wonder he's Shrek City's best chef!

Having witnessed the whole thing and confirmed that the boy understood his meaning, Qi Han smiled slightly and said, "Alright, I should leave now."

"Mr. Qi, let me see you off..."

"No need," Qi Han waved his hand. "Let's prepare to entertain our guests. Perhaps... there will be a surprise tonight?"

After saying this, Qi Han walked towards the alley entrance, reached out and hugged Gulu, who had jumped back into his arms, a smile appearing on his face.

Perhaps... when I'm open for business in the evening, I could recommend the Mo Wu Tuan to my customers?

Qi Han wouldn't have originally thought of this, but after tasting this Douluo Continent version of stinky tofu, he suddenly felt compelled to recommend this delicacy to his customers...

It seems quite interesting?

Chapter 293 One vote for you, one vote for me

"Hey! Dan, what's the rush?"

Pad looked at his friend, who was tugging at his sleeve, with a dark expression. "Didn't I already promise to go to Hanshi with you this afternoon? What's the rush? It's still early!"

"You don't know anything!" Dan rolled his eyes. He only breathed a slight sigh of relief when he dragged his friend to the entrance of Hanshi Gate and saw a few people queuing up.

Fortunately, with this number of people, I should be able to be among the first to enjoy the delicacies of the Cold Food Festival.

Daen, the diner whose martial spirit was the Wind Dog, once ordered a dish of bursting fatty intestines at Hanshi Restaurant, but because his sense of smell was too sensitive, he couldn't muster any appetite for the dish and ended up giving it to Pan Kong.

He was a long-time customer of the Cold Food Festival and loved most of the delicacies served during it.

"Most of" here refers to everything except for the bursting, juicy pork intestines!

Even when it comes to braised pig brains in tin foil, he can quickly praise the wonderful taste after a brief period of psychological discomfort.

Pad was an old friend of Dan's.

Paide doesn't live in Shrek City; he lives in Heaven Dou City. The two were classmates at the Soul Master Academy. After graduation, they went their separate ways, but they never stopped corresponding.

Pad and Dane share a common hobby: a love for all kinds of food. This is the reason why the two became friends at the academy. As a foodie, Pad certainly wouldn't miss such an important festival that only comes once every three years.

Hmm... I can also visit some old friends I haven't seen in a long time.

He never expected that just a moment ago he was lingering over all kinds of delicious food in the food street, and the next moment he was hurriedly dragged to Hanshi by Dan.

Once he was in line, Dann finally let go of Pad's sleeve.

Pad straightened his wrinkled clothes with some dissatisfaction. "Old friend, I was planning to spend the whole day in the food street today and then come to Hanshi tomorrow to try the food at what is said to be the best restaurant in Shrek City."

"You've completely disrupted my plans."

Dane gave Pad a disdainful look. After all these years of friendship, who doesn't know who?

"This meal is on me."

"Alright!" A smug smile immediately appeared on Pad's face.

Forget about plans, that thing was created to disrupt things!

Pad looked curiously at the entrance of Hanshi Restaurant.

Since arriving in Shrek City last night, he has heard the name "Hanshi" countless times. After having a full lunch on the food street, he passed by the Food Association and glanced at the temporary vote rankings. The fact that Hanshi had occupied eight of the top ten spots already shocked him.

It had been over a year since Pad last visited Shrek City, and before that, he had never even heard of the Cold Food Festival.

This was his first time visiting Hanshi Festival, so he was naturally very curious about this restaurant that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"By the way, Dan, why weren't you in a hurry at noon, but suddenly you're so eager to drag me over tonight?"

Yes, that's also what puzzled Pad.

When I told Dan at noon that I was going to the food street to try some food, he had this "what do I care where you go" look on his face. Now that he's so eager to drag me here, there must be another reason.

Upon hearing Pad's question, Dan slapped his forehead, only then remembering why he had so hastily dragged Pad over.

"Ahem." Dan coughed lightly, looked around, then leaned closer to Pad and whispered, "Brother, this meal is on you. Could you vote for the pan-fried honey ribs for me?"

ha?

Pad blinked. “Pan-fried honey ribs… I don’t think this is one of the dishes that Hanshi is participating in the food festival. If it is, I wouldn’t mind casting my vote for this dish for you.”

He hadn't used any of the three votes he had. Out of consideration for our old friend, it wouldn't hurt to cast one for him.

"Hey! I wasn't talking about the food festival tickets." Dan paused for a moment, then quickly realized that Pad had misunderstood.

"I need you to cast a recommendation vote for Pan-fried Honey Ribs for me." After saying that, Dan explained what a recommendation vote was.

"Oh, okay then. I'll cast my vote for this... pan-fried honey ribs after I finish eating." Pad suddenly realized what he meant and readily agreed.

He wouldn't mind doing a friend a favor with just one recommendation vote.

"Yay!" Dan waved his arm vigorously at the air, his face showing excitement.

He was among the last customers to arrive at the restaurant at noon today, so by the time he finished eating, the restaurant had just closed. When he cast his vote, he also saw the current ranking of all the dishes based on the number of votes cast.

Upon seeing this, Dan was nearly furious.

The bursting fatty intestines, which he had always considered unorthodox, were surprisingly ranked right above his favorite pan-fried honey ribs.

Can this be tolerated?

So he not only cast his vote for Pan-fried Honey Ribs without hesitation, but also planned to get others to vote for Pan-fried Honey Ribs as well.

One vote from you, one vote from me, and Honey Ribs will debut today!

Pad was the reinforcement he brought in. Dan believed that as long as he persisted in making the pan-fried honey ribs, he would definitely be able to make this dish trample the bursting fat intestines under his feet!

Pork intestines and the like are simply heretical!

Pad, who had never tasted the Cold Food Festival dishes, could not understand Dan's obsession. He looked around with some curiosity and soon noticed a notice board placed next to the Cold Food Festival gate.

Eh?

"Dann, look! What's that?"

Pad patted Dane on the shoulder and pointed to the sign to ask a question.

“Oh…” Dan only glanced at it before looking away. “It’s probably an introduction to the recommendation vote system.”

After all, the recommendation vote system has just been introduced, so it's reasonable to put up a notice to explain it.

is it?

Pad frowned.

His martial spirit is a falcon, and his eyesight is much better than that of a normal person. Even if he is standing far away, he can still vaguely see the words on the notice board through the gaps in the crowd.

"recommend…"

Is this really an introduction to the recommendation vote system?

When he saw those two words, Pad thought to himself.

However, he quickly noticed the words at the back and his expression changed slightly. "Hey, Dan, you seem to have guessed wrong. The sign says that the owner of Hanshi recommends that diners try a special snack."

"Oh?" Dane's interest was piqued. "Is it a new dish for the Cold Food Festival?"

"No, it's a snack called Mowutuan from the food street."

"this…"

This was the first time Qi Han had acted this way, and even Daen, a regular customer, was somewhat taken aback.

Recommend food to your competitors?

What is this operation?

"The owner of the Cold Food Restaurant even drew a simple map to get there!" Pad exclaimed in surprise at this new discovery.

Oh?

Dan's curiosity grew even stronger.

"Squeak."

The gates of Hanshi Temple were opened at this moment, and the people in line filed in.

Dan pulled Pad along quickly, and just before entering, they glanced at the notice board.

Upon seeing this, his face immediately darkened.

The sign clearly stated that this kind of black glutinous rice ball smelled strange, just like the bursting fat intestines, but tasted exceptionally delicious.

evil ways!

It's a heretical path, just like the bursting pig intestines!

Even if I, Daan, starve to death, or even if I die here, I will never eat a single bite!

Chapter 294 A Good Brother's Backstab

After deciding that he would never try the Mowu Clan, Dan pulled Paid into the Cold Food Hall and quickly found a place to sit down.

"The environment here is really nice." Pad smiled with satisfaction after looking around at the furnishings of the Cold Food Shop. "Although I don't know where the style is from, I quite like it."

After saying that, he picked up the menu and prepared to order.

As Dan mentioned earlier when he introduced the recommendation tickets, the dishes on the wall are not all of the Cold Food Festival; the complete menu is where you can see the most complete menu.