Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 231 - 232: Dark Cuisine—Time of Judgment!

Wang Fan used to think finding a girlfriend was a troublesome matter.

He always felt that having someone manage him would make him feel suffocated.

But today, Zhuo Qianqian was indeed managing him, yet he felt not only unsuffocated but quite happy.

This made him start to question whether he had some tendencies of being a masochist. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Otherwise, why would being controlled make him happy and excited?

However, looking at Zhuo Qianqian, who was still somewhat glum despite his agreement, a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Wang Fan’s mouth.

I wonder what expression she’ll have when she sees me in the school canteen?

That’s right, he’s decided that once the May Day holiday is over, he’s going to open a shop in Zhuo Qianqian’s school canteen!

After all, once he sets a goal, the system task will automatically direct him there. Going to his girlfriend’s school canteen is almost a sure thing.

It’ll be nice to relive the campus life once again.

Moreover, back then, he only went to the worst third-rate college. In this world, he only attended a vocational school. He’s quite curious about what the campus environment and student life are like at Zhuo Qianqian’s top-tier school, Kainan University.

But what he most wants to see is his girlfriend’s surprised expression when she sees him, hahaha!

The hailstorm and heavy rain came quickly and left quickly. By around 4, it had stopped, and Wang Fan prepared to order ingredients, asking Zhuo Qianqian, "What do you want for dinner?"

Zhuo Qianqian bit her finger, thinking hard about what she wanted to eat, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "I want to try the Thunder General’s Time of Judgment!"

Wang Fan laughed, "Alright, tonight we’ll make Time of Judgment."

After speaking, he began searching for the recipe of Time of Judgment in his mind so he could decide what ingredients to buy.

But as he searched, his face froze because he checked over and over in his mind and couldn’t find a recipe for "Time of Judgment"!

"Qianqian, does this Time of Judgment have a recipe in the game?"

Considering his own capabilities, Wang Fan thought that even without a system recipe, replicating a dish wouldn’t be a big problem.

Zhuo Qianqian chuckled, "No, there’s no recipe in the game. It’s a dish created by players as a joke."

She then took out her phone, flipped to a picture, and handed it to Wang Fan: "Look, it’s this."

Wang Fan took a glance at the phone, and four lines of black appeared on his forehead.

Instead of calling it a dish, it might as well be a witch’s brew, right?

How could it be so terrifying?

"Without a recipe, it’s a bit difficult."

Zhuo Qianqian also felt that this dish seemed impossible to replicate, so she suggested changing to another one.

"This dish seems to have no recipe indeed, can’t be made? If not, should I choose another one?"

Wang Fan was reluctant to give up; being a robust guy from the Northeast, how could he admit defeat?

Even at level 35 as a chef, how could a little "Time of Judgment" be beyond his reach?

"No, just this one. I refuse to believe a little ’Time of Judgment’ can stump me."

Wang Fan took the phone and closely studied the contents.

A cauldron of purplish liquid with something that looked like a skull floating and sinking, and purple smoke wafting across the top, along with purple bubbles...

Hmm, no wonder it’s called Time of Judgment, who in their right mind would think of eating this?

Hmm? His girlfriend wants to eat this?

Yep, only someone as unique as Qianqian could come up with this.

"Let’s go, I think I know how to make it."

"Huh?"

Zhuo Qianqian was surprised, can this really be replicated?

She was just saying it casually.

The main point was that she asked him not to let other girls on board, but he never asked her not to hang out with other boys?

Feeling slightly playful anger!

Initially, she wanted to give him a hard time, vent some frustration, but unexpectedly he managed to replicate it?

Wang Fan had roughly simulated the ingredients in his mind and found no major issues, so he placed an order in the System Mall and then tidied up his clothes to leave the RV with Zhuo Qianqian.

By this time, the ground was a mix of water and white hail, looking extremely difficult to walk on.

Standing at the RV door, Wang Fan crouched down slightly: "Let me carry you over, the ground is covered with water and your dress might get wet."

Zhuo Qianqian loved the feeling of being carried by Wang Fan, his broad back full of a refreshing scent, very comfortable and giving a sense of security.

"Alright, if you feel tired tell me, I’ll walk on my own, it’s okay if my dress gets wet, I can just wash it again."

...

Wang Fan entered the comic con center via the employee corridor, which led directly to the food square area and allowed him to avoid being surrounded by people.

Although he would be surrounded once he reached the stall, less time is better than no time.

However, his popularity is indeed something, as soon as he reached the stall, a crowd gathered again and continued to grow.

"Boss Wang, what’s for dinner tonight?"

"I want to know too, I missed lunch, and I haven’t gone anywhere else this afternoon, just waiting for you to make dinner."

Wang Fan chuckled and responded, "Tonight I’m planning to eat Time of Judgment, so that’s what I’ll prepare."

This thing is not a conventional dish, so there’s no need to let Zhuo Qianqian take the blame; Wang Fan decided to take it upon himself.

Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned Time of Judgment, the surrounding people froze.

Some recalled that terrifying cauldron of purple mush, while others were bewildered about what this dish was.

Just then, the ingredients were delivered, and Wang Fan started preparing to cook.

While he was sorting through the ingredients, those who didn’t know what Time of Judgment was also searched for information about it, ending up looking at each other uneasily.

So this purplish thing that looks like poison, with the effect of killing all members for thirty seconds, is what’s going to be eaten tonight?

"Wow, this is really interesting!"

"Just thinking about it is exciting."

"Couldn’t have imagined Boss Wang made a down-to-earth dish at noon, and at night thought up one that connects to the underworld, truly creative, almost creatively killing me."

"Quite curious to see what it’ll look like when finished, can it be recreated like in the picture?"

Wang Fan hadn’t anticipated this group of cosplayers having such strong acceptance skills, although that Stargazing Faction hadn’t seen them react like this.

He didn’t realize it was mainly because he had already recreated the Stargazing Faction; although Time of Judgment was absurd, it’s slightly more palatable than Stargazing Faction.

Shaking his head to clear his doubts, Wang Fan began to use his current experience to create this dish.

The skeleton in the dish was replaced with lotus root, a little knife alteration would suffice, not too difficult.

As for the purple primordial broth...