Almighty Game Designer Chapter 992: Anonymous Xiaoguan

Lin Xue went round and round for a long time, but didn't decide what she wanted to eat.

She also made a special observation of these stores. Although the rice is fragrant and there are a lot of people, she always feels that it is still a little different from the reality.

The material of the virtual world is one aspect. Another very important reason is that the food in these stores is basically served directly from the back kitchen. It is conceivable that these dishes are just some more complicated models. For example, spaghetti can indeed be picked up with chopsticks and put in your mouth, and there will be some sauce remaining on the plate, but Lin Xue guessed that the back chef should not have done the cooking process.

This pasta is just a piece of data generated out of thin air. Various materials have their own parameters. What kind of texture and taste it brings to players is also written in the code, even if the taste of each dish is slightly different. Different, it must only adjust some variables in a very small range. After all, this is a virtual world, and it is impossible to really create a chef to replicate the whole process of cooking.

However, Lin Xue still feels a little pity when he thinks that these dishes are just virtual data.

It may be that the obsessive-compulsive disorder was suddenly committed. Xue Lin continued to walk into the depths of the gourmet area, passing through the dazzling and varied restaurants, Lin Xue wanted to find a restaurant special enough.

Fortunately, the waiters in the restaurants in the entire food area are very quiet, and there are no waiters outside the restaurant to greet them. Basically, they have an attitude of "who comes and eats, and who doesn’t come and don’t force." This makes Lin Xue feel very comfortable. It's right to think about it, anyway, it's all virtual food, the waiters are all NPCs, and there is no pressure on profit.

Lin Xue was still walking forward, and suddenly saw a small restaurant in the corner of the food area. It didn't even have a signboard and didn't know its name.

There is a small blackboard standing at the entrance of the store, on which it is written in elegant fonts: "Open at 10 am every day, with a limit of 100 customers per day."

Lin Xue's mind instantly made up a big show, and she got into this small restaurant without hesitation.

As the saying goes, "the big hidden in the city" and "the master is in the folk", Chen Mo has built such a large matrix shopping mall, it is impossible to arrange a disgusting player in a restaurant with average taste in the food area.

What's more, the style of this restaurant is quite good, and it has limited reception of 100 customers. This is properly the protagonist's treatment!

After Lin Xue saw the layout of this small restaurant, she was even firmer about this idea: The food in this restaurant must be delicious!

Because the space of this nameless restaurant is very small, with only a long counter and a dozen tables, the layout is reasonable, and it does not feel crowded. But the most important point is that all diners can clearly see the back kitchen.

It seems that this young man in the back kitchen is the owner and chef of the small restaurant. He is handsome in appearance and has long fingers. He looks like a weak student, but his cooking skills are very good, his hands are too stable, and his movements are smooth. Incomparably, it is like a machine accurate to millimeters and milliseconds.

The little brother's superb cooking skills almost bluffed Lin Xue until Lin Xue glanced at the dishes he was cooking.

Um... he is spreading pancakes.

Put a layer of mung bean batter on the baking pan and spread it out into a thin layer. No one is too thin or too thick; I took two eggs and smashed them on the side. Spread them on the pancake. Scrape the egg yolk and egg white evenly, so that the whole pancake dough is covered with a layer of yellow and golden color; use a small brush with a delicate shape to evenly smear the specially prepared sweet noodle sauce, and then sprinkle it with just the right cut, every grain is average The big and small chopped green onion, and finally add a cracker, flip the four corners of the pancake, like a soldier folding a quilt, folded in a square, stylish and stylish, then put it on a plate, and hand it to the greedy diners at the counter.

The diners waiting at the counter hurriedly took it with both hands, and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Boss Yuan!"

Lin Xue was shocked. He spent 300,000 on a matrix game pod, and then went to the matrix shopping mall to eat pancakes? ? ?

You are far more than the happy fat houses who come in to eat fast food and drink happy fat house water!

But having said that, when the customer passed by Lin Xue with pancakes, Lin Xue still smelled the very tempting aroma of pancakes. The customer found an empty place to make it, then carefully picked up the pancake and took a small bite.

The expression on his face froze, his hands trembled slightly, his lips began to twitch lightly, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Lin Xue was shocked. Brother, do you want to play so much? ?

Are you going to cry? What do you think you are doing? Do you want to shoot "China Little Home"?

Should it be equipped with an exclusive BGM and a surfing brain image to make it more suitable?

Tucao return to Tucao, Lin Xue still came to the counter and said to the boss who was cooking: "Boss, do you have a menu?"

The boss is still focusing on the work at hand, without even raising his head: "The wall."

Lin Xue was a little dazed. She turned her head and saw that some rules were written on the wall.

"1. Limited reception of 100 people per day~IndoMTL.com~wasted food, questioned the owner's appearance and cooking skills, and permanently blocked."

"3. No order, what do you eat what I do."

"4. No credit, wait in line after payment, come to the counter to pick it up."

Lin Xue: "..."

There are enough rules...I will recognize the others. Is this third point a bit too much? ?

Can't order food? What do you do and what do i eat? What kind of consumers don’t even have the right to choose?

Looking at the meaning, only 100 customers are received every day, which means that each person can eat at most one dish every day. If you want to order a table, it’s impossible...

Like the guy just now, he can only eat one pancake in line...

Lin Xue hesitated, Boss Yuan’s next dish was ready, this time it was even more excessive, there was only one...salted duck egg on such a big plate.

As a result, the diners who were waiting at the counter graciously took them away again.

Lin Xue stared at the diners and thought, are these all NPCs? Is this the shopkeeper’s request? In that case, the owner's AI is quite high.

I saw the diners sitting on the seat with the salted duck eggs happily, took the chopsticks, and carefully knocked open the hollow end of the salted duck eggs, and then tapped them lightly with the chopsticks, only to hear a "squeak--". The bright red oil flowed out along the chopsticks.

The diners carefully picked out a little egg yolk with chopsticks, which turned out to be red, put it in the mouth and savored it, with an intoxicated expression on his face: "Gaoyou salted eggs are fine in quality and rich in oil, soft and tender in taste. Mellow, melts in the mouth...enjoy and enjoy..."

Lin Xue: "..."

She came to the counter: "Boss, what do I eat?"

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