Becoming The Food God In This Cultivation World

“Food Critique Magazine?”

Lunchtime business quickly ended, and Qin Yue hurried to tell this to Qi Han.

“Yes, Food Critique Magazine is a specialty magazine in Star Luo City, only sold within Star Luo City and several surrounding cities. This magazine is compiled every six months and records all the recommended delicacies in Star Luo City.” Qin Yue looked at Qi Han, speaking seriously.

“Food Critique Magazine is very popular, and most of the commoners and nobles in Star Luo City will buy it.”

Hearing this, Qi Han almost understood. Obviously, this was something similar to some food magazines from his previous life.

In the Douluo Continent, there were magazines, which he knew before.

Although there were class and wealth differences in this world, literacy was still common, so some entertainment methods like magazines and newspapers also emerged.

Before in Shrek City, Qi Han also bought some similar magazines out of curiosity, but the magazines there seemed to lean more towards various knowledge related to Spirit Masters, with more educational significance. Qi Han read a lot of them but didn’t pay much attention.

Unexpectedly, there were also food magazines in Star Luo City?

Qi Han became interested.

The system was still upgrading, and he was wondering what to do in the afternoon. He could buy the latest issue of Food Critique Magazine to read.

Seeing Qi Han’s interest, Qin Yue spoke again, “Boss, the next issue of Food Critique Magazine will be printed at the end of this month. According to the previous practice, the reviewers of Food Critique Magazine will collect various food information and ratings one week before printing.”

One week before the end of the month?

Qi Han calculated the time and smiled, “Isn’t that starting from tomorrow?”

“Yes, so boss, do we need to prepare for something?” Qin Yue hurriedly asked.

She was somewhat regretful because due to the downturn of Moonlight Pavilion before, she almost forgot about this. If she had told Qi Han earlier, he might have been able to prepare in advance.

“Prepare?” Qi Han fell into thought.

If it was true according to Qin Yue’s words, if Small Shop appeared in this Food Critique Magazine, it would probably greatly increase its popularity.

The increase in popularity was related to his main task number six, which Qi Han took seriously.

“Yeah, for example, putting up some banners welcoming the Food Critique Magazine reviewers to rate Small Shop?” Qin Yue suggested subconsciously.

This kind of action was something Moonlight Pavilion used to do every six months. Not only Moonlight Pavilion, but almost all restaurants would give extra treatment to the reviewers of Food Critique Magazine to get better scores for their own dishes.

So that’s what Qin Yue meant by preparation?

Qi Han suddenly realized, then shook his head, “No need for that.”

After a pause, he spoke again, with a more serious tone, “The catering industry is a service industry, improving service attitude is necessary, but customers should not be treated differently, and I believe the dishes in our restaurant are enough to impress the reviewers of Food Critique Magazine.”

Qin Yue was speechless for a moment. It seemed that her boss was indeed different from other chefs. But after a moment of thought, she had to admit that what Qi Han said made sense.

A restaurant should speak with its food.

Watching the Qin sisters leave, Qi Han closed the door and walked out of the Small Shop.

As the busiest street in Star Luo City, at this moment in the afternoon, it was the busiest time with crowds. After some difficulty squeezing through the crowd, Qi Han finally found his destination, a bookstore.

For  someone to be able to open a bookstore in a location with such high rent such as the Morning Star Street meant that the bookstore is not simple. This bookstore, named “万事书屋” (Wanshi Bookstore), was said to have the most complete collection of books and information in the entire Douluo Continent. You could buy any book here.

Whether the collection was complete or not, Qi Han didn’t know, but what he wanted, the latest issue of Food Critique Magazine, was indeed available here.

The price of Food Critique Magazine was not too high; you could buy it for just one Silver Coin. Indeed, as Qin Yue said, for the common people living in Star Luo City, this price would not be too burdensome.

After buying the magazine he wanted, Qi Han squeezed through the crowd and returned to his own shop, finally feeling relieved.

Back at the Small Shop, Qi Han carried Pururu and went up to the third floor. While stroking the cat, he leaned back in the recliner and started flipping through the Food Critique Magazine.

Contrary to what Qi Han imagined, Food Critique Magazine didn’t review restaurants but rather food itself. It wouldn’t introduce the unique culture of a particular restaurant or its excellent service but would simply introduce a kind of food worth trying, and then mention where you could find it.

This approach was obviously very fair and objective, so it’s no wonder this magazine was popular among both commoners and nobles.

Qi Han became interested for a moment.

Although he had already tried many local delicacies in Star Luo City since he arrived, there weren’t many recorded in this Food Critique Magazine. There were still many foods he had never tried mentioned in the magazine. Just reading the detailed descriptions that seemed to be written by food critics made Qi Han feel the desire to go and taste them for himself.

If even he felt this way, the residents of Star Luo City would probably feel even more tempted, right?

At this moment, Qi Han realized that he had underestimated the charm of this Food Critique Magazine.

Perhaps, this kind of food magazine would be the key to completing his main task number six.

In the highest-grade private room of Fenglai Pavilion, Zhao Fenglai smiled brightly as he looked at a middle-aged, tall and thin man who was dressed elegantly but not extravagantly. He rubbed his hands together and spoke with a smile, “Mr. Cao, are you satisfied with the delicacies of my little shop?”

The middle-aged, tall and thin man wiped his mouth with a napkin on the table and showed a faint smile on his face. “Indeed, not bad. I heard that Boss Zhao has recruited the head chef from Moonlight Pavilion. The dishes are indeed more carefully crafted.”

The table in front of them was full of various dishes, but each dish had only been touched by a chopstick or two, with the rest left untouched.

Neither of the two people in this private room paid any attention to it.

For Zhao Fenglai, although the dishes on this table were valuable, if he could please the person in front of him, this small effort was nothing at all.

And in Cao Pingzhi’s eyes, this was normal.

He was a respected food critic, and there were so many dishes to taste, how could he finish them all?

Just a bite or two of each dish was enough.

“Boss Zhao, nothing happens without a reason. You chose to invite me for a meal today, I’m afraid there’s some other meaning behind it?” Zhao Fenglai handed over a piece of beautiful jade with a smile. “Let’s not talk about anything for now. I happened to come across this piece of beautiful jade recently. I, a lowly person, am not worthy of it, but it suits you perfectly. Please, Mr. Cao, have a look and give me your opinion.”

Taking the jade, Cao Pingzhi’s eyes flashed with surprise. He discreetly put the jade away and looked up again with a smile on his face. “Boss Zhao, we’re old friends now. I’m responsible for the food evaluations in this area. If there’s anything I can help with, just let me know.”

Zhao Fenglai’s smile became even brighter. “Then I won’t be polite. It’s like this, I heard that you, Mr. Cao, are in charge of Morning Star Street this year.”