Chapter 62 Golden Ratio Shaomai

"It should be fine."

In the kitchen, Li Ran took the time to open the steamer.

When he opened the lid, the first thing that came to his face was a strong aroma, and Li Ran could even see a dazzling light flashing from the steamer.

Of course, it could also be just his delusion.

After all, this is the world of Meiman and not the world of "China's Little Master".

Shaking his head and sweeping away the absurd thoughts in his heart, Li Ran turned his attention back to the dishes in the steamer.

On the green lettuce leaves, the steaming dim sum dishes were constantly attracting Li Ran's eyes, even if the dim sum came from his own hands, looking at the delicate dishes in the steamer, Li Ran swallowed subconsciously.

"Golden Ratio Shaomai."

Looking at the fragrant dishes in the steamer, Li Ran murmured its name.

That's right, the dish that Li Ran cooked was the dish that [Xie Lu] made his first appearance in the duel with the young master in "The Little Master of China". Although, in the plot of the animation, the "Golden Ratio Shaomai" of [Xie Lu] lost to the "Universe Big Shaomai" made by the little master.

However, rather than saying that Liu Angxing defeated [Xie Lu] in cooking, it is more that [Xie Lu] finally admitted defeat.

As the perfect result of the many years of experience researched by [Jie Lu], the golden ratio siumai is close to the level of perfect cooking in terms of taste and appearance. However, in the face of a situation that was sure to be defeated, the young master was able to quickly conceive of an unprecedented novel and bold dish like "Cosmos Big Shaomai" to turn the situation around.

It made [Xie Lu] willingly admit defeat, thinking that he has been surpassed by the young master in terms of cooking attainments.

Not to mention the cooking plot in the animation for the time being, the aroma of shaomai in front of him has been arousing the greed in Li Ran's stomach.

Reaching out, he picked up a simmered wheat and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of vegetables, the lusciousness of pork, and the freshness of shrimps burst out in Li Ran's mouth.

"Unfortunately, without the oily but not greasy smooth taste of Jinhua ham as the finishing touch, this shaomai cannot be regarded as a 100% perfect 'golden ratio shaomai'."

Shaking his head, perhaps because of the character card of [Xie Lu] hanging on Li Ran at the moment, as a [Superior Pastry Chef], he can easily perceive the missing part of the cooking.

Limited by the material, although Li Ran's "Golden Ratio Shaomai" is equally delicious, it does not actually reach the level of the golden ratio as the name suggests.

Shaking his head regretfully, Li Ran solved the remaining siomai in the steamer.

"Just, how should the character of [Xie Lu] be used?"

After eating the food and returning to reality from the world of food, Li Ran couldn't help falling into contemplation as he watched [Xie Lu] in the system.

Although it is not a battle-related card, there is no doubt about the ability of [Jie Lu] as a [Superior Pastry Chef]. It is a bit too wasteful to simply keep it in my own hands. What's more, as a [Black Iron Treasure Chest] to open it. The D-level card that came out, Li Ran didn't forget that this card was worth a thousand legends, so he couldn't just let it go.

No, I have to figure out a way.

Li Ran frowned and glanced casually in the kitchen.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the empty steamer in front of him.

Or, I can...

Looking at the steamer in front of him, Li Ran suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

...

Three days later, on the streets of New York.

A brand new red food truck appeared on the street, disagreeing with the big and small hamburgers and hot dogs on the streets of New York,

From the observation of the internal structure of this dining car, it can be seen that what it sells is obviously Chinese dim sum dishes. Especially the stacked bamboo steamers in the dining car, for many Americans, they are cooking utensils that can only be seen in movies or Chinatown.

Although the kitchen utensils are unfamiliar, the aroma wafting from them continues to attract pedestrians on the street to turn their heads.

During the period, most of the pedestrians shook their heads and left after seeing the aroma of the food truck. For some people, it still takes a lot of courage to challenge a new dish that they have never tasted before.

However, there are also people who are attracted by the aroma from the dining car and take the courage to step forward.

"Hey, buddy, what kind of food are you selling here?" The first customer who came to the door was a bald black man with a full foodie figure. He twisted his plump buttocks and glanced into the food truck.

"Dim sum dishes, specific dishes, I have written on the signboard"

At this time, a bronze-colored man emerged from the dining car. He was tall and had a long scar on the left side of his face. He spoke in unskilled Chinese English.

The burly appearance of the owner of the dining car surprised the black man standing outside, but soon his attention was attracted by the dishes on the signboard.

Not because of the name, but purely because of the price of the food.

"Dude, you are robbing money." Pointing to the price on the signboard, the bald black man shouted excitedly: "The price of ten dollars is a bit too much for a food truck. It's a bit expensive, and you're not at the entrance of any scenic spot!"

As a street food, most food trucks in New York are generally priced at three to six dollars. The few expensive ones are also the food trucks that are already well-known. Like this one that has never been seen before, the "high price" of ten dollars is all of a sudden. It's no wonder that this black man is so excited.

"As an 'expert' who has eaten most of Manhattan's food trucks, I think you should adjust the price of these dishes, at least by more than half..."

"You can choose not to eat." Faced with the endless advice of the black man in front of him, the owner of the food truck was not very appreciative, but replied impatiently.

"..."

Choked by the words of the owner of the dining car, the bald black man's face froze, and he wanted to turn around and leave. However, the close-up aroma in front of the dining car kept disintegrating his not so firm determination. Although he thought he had tasted a lot of food, he also had to admit that the new food truck in front of him was indeed very attractive.

Standing in front of the dining car and struggling for a while, in the end, appetite prevailed, and the black man continued to mumble, but his body had already honestly pulled out ten dollars in cash from his pocket, pointed to the sign and read out the somewhat convoluted words above. The name of the food in the mouth.

"Give me a 'Golden Ratio Shaomai'."