On this day, Qian Chen made preparations early.

clang!

With the bells, the world in the restaurant has become different again.

"Hahaha! Little guy, I'm here again!"

Accompanied by this loud laughter, Qian Chen looked helplessly at the glassware in the restaurant vibrated, as if it could explode at will.

The door of the restaurant opened, and a figure who only reached Qian Chen's waist walked in.

He was wearing a shiny silver armor, and his beard on his chin was almost as dense as Qian Chen's hair. He was braided into a unique pattern, erecting a huge beer belly like a ball.

A dwarf who seemed to have run out of a fantasy game walked in so proudly.

Qian Chen sighed helplessly.

"Uncle Iron Hammer, please let me know a little bit more, my eardrums are almost blown by you."

"Sorry! Sorry! I'll pay attention."

The dwarf named Rex Hammer laughed, afraid of hitting the armor on his chest.

The armor made by Mithril immediately made a crackling sound.

"By the way, the bread meat you made last time is delicious."

"That's called Jianbao, Shengjianbao!"

Qian Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly.

I also have bread and meat, and I also have Roujiamo!

The dwarf uncle grabbed the thick beard on his chin.

"Anyway, it's that, what's the fried bread? I went home and asked my wife to make it, but I couldn't make it that taste. In order to eat the fried bread you made, I waited for a full week, and finally let me wait!"

In order to emphasize his tone, Rex slapped the table hard.

Every time he slapped, the glass bottles containing free seasonings on the table bounced up one after another, making Qian Chen's eyes hop.

"Anyway, you can sit for a while, I'll do it right away."

Qian Chen could only comfort him first, otherwise the dwarf would start to be angry and demolish his restaurant, so who would he ask for to reason?

Qian Chen was extremely grateful at this time that he had made the decision not to introduce "wine" for the time being.

Although reselling alcohol can make the restaurant profitable, drunk customers are also a huge trouble.

In addition, he is a different dimension restaurant that can connect to another world. Who knows what trouble some strange customers will cause after drinking?

It is still a combination of noodles, mixing fillings, and frying. Qian Chen has already made it extremely skillful in this process.

But today he had another step, and he scooped out a small ball of red stuff from the sealed clay pot on the side, placed it in a small plate, and then brought it up with the fried bread.

"What's this?"

The dwarf uncle looked at the unknown object in the small disc with a confused look on his face and said curiously.

"Uncle, didn't you say that the pancake tasted strong enough last time? So this is the chili sauce I specially prepared, using the lava peppers you gave me."

Qian Chen smiled and placed a thick fork with traits on the right hand of the dwarf uncle.

Compared with human fingers, dwarfs have thicker and shorter fingers. Not to mention the chopsticks that are difficult to use flexibly, even thinner knives and forks are sometimes hard to hold.

Therefore, Qian Chen specially ordered a batch of knife and forks of various models from IGO's kitchenware mall to meet the needs of different customers.

As for lava peppers, this is Qian Chen's secret weapon to defeat Fujita Kuroji.

This is a special pepper that only grows in the crater. Because the growth of this pepper requires the absorption of a large amount of fire elements, it can only be produced in the magical world where elements are active in the origin of Uncle Hammer.

When the restaurant of II Dimension was opened last time, Uncle Tiehammer visited for the first time. Qian Chen's fried bread made him very satisfied, so he left a large bag of their specialty - lava pepper.

In terms of spicyity alone, lava peppers can only be considered medium to top, and are not as good as those fantasy peppers that can be so spicy that they can be so spicy without cooking.

But because of its special growth environment, lava peppers are created. Anyone who tastes it is like swallowing magma in one bite, which is a burning sensation that seems to come from the soul.

This special flavor was deeply loved by Qian Chen when he tasted the first bite.

Spicy, scientific research shows, is not a taste, but a special burning pain.

So people who like spicy food are potentially shaking M.

A chef who is good at using chili peppers is a skilled teacher who can use the pain caused by spicy taste to make diners unable to stop.

Pain and happiness.

This is the true meaning of using chili peppers.

The spicy taste of lava pepper is special, so it takes considerable skill and a lot of experience to master its characteristics and make it into the best 'whip'.

In order to fully grasp the characteristics of this magical pepper, Qian Chen treated himself as a teenage mouse.

After repeated trials in the training space for more than fifty days, I gradually turned the lava pepper into a training tool in my hands.

As for the price, it’s nothing. After coming out of the training space, it’s just a day or two after tasting nothing.

"Then I'll try it and talk about it!"

The dwarf uncle laughed and forked up a fried bun, then dipped it in a little chili, then threw the whole fried bun into his mouth, and then chewed it in a big way.

His generous appearance seemed to not care about the hot soup in the fried bread at all, and Qian Chen, who was beside him, made his eyes twitch.

However, Qian Chen did not remind him.

Most of the dwarves are forging masters who stay by the high-temperature stove all year round. They spend most of their lives dealing with the high-temperature and fire elements.

In the words of Uncle Iron Hammer, this popularity is not as good as the special fire wine made by their dwarves.

As for the fire wine, according to his own words, it is a horrible thing that can really spit out fire in his mouth after drinking it. Only the dwarf warrior who reaches the level of the legend can taste it without any harm.

Bang!

A loud bang interrupted Qian Chen's thoughts.

Uncle Tiehammer's eyes were as big as a ping-pong ball, and his left hand slapped the table hard.

"Delicious! Enjoyable! Enough!"

Uncle Tiehammer laughed and swung the fork in his hand directly, then fucked his fingers as thick as a carrot, twisted the fried bread, dipped it in a spicy sauce and threw it into his mouth.

Some of the soup in the fried buns shot out and splashed on his beard, but he ignored it and attacked the fried buns with one stubbornness.

After a while, twenty fried breads entered his stomach.

"Not enough! Not enough! The little guy brings more! My belly is still flat!"

Uncle Iron Hammer slapped his belly and screamed.

"Okay, please wait."
Chapter completed!