Food: Randomly set up stalls, even the little guy is drooling.

Its daybreak.

Lu Feng suddenly sat up in bed; he had returned to his home.

Lu Feng was momentarily stunned. His month-long experience in the gourmet fantasy world clashed with reality, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

He felt like he had a very, very long dream.

"Am I dreaming?" Lu Feng was in a daze for a long time. He began to recall the details of Xie's steamed buns, Master Xie Badan, Aman... He remembered every person and every event very clearly before he slowly came back to his senses.

Lu Feng slowly exhaled, shook his head, and summoned the system, discovering that the panel data had changed.

He has become an intermediate apprentice (1543/3000).

[Activate Dream Training Feature: Replay Room.]

[Dream Replay Room: This feature allows you to replay your learning experiences from your mentor within a dream, providing a third-party perspective within the dream.]

His basic skills in pastry making have reached Lv.2 (1324/5000), and he has mastered five recipes: S-level Fire Chicken Noodles, S-level Fried Chicken Cutlet, S-level Jie's Meat Bun, S-level Jie's Vegetable Bun, and S-level Eight Wild Vegetable Steamed Bun.

Lu Feng was immediately invigorated. He had been preparing to ask the AI ​​last night how it could learn to make steamed buns in just two days. Now, after just one night, his skills were comparable to those of a high-level pastry chef in the culinary fantasy world.

What level is this? He's the best steamed bun maker in the entire city! This isn't the kind of pastry capital of the north. Even though he can't create originals, he's a first-rate copycat.

How did the system praise itself again, Neeko! Pure copycat!

However, while Lu Feng was tireless in his dreams, upon waking up, he felt as if the fatigue of thirty days had suddenly washed over him, making him thirty times more exhausted and unwilling to move at all.

After resting until noon, he went to the hospital in the afternoon to visit his grandmother.

Lu Fengcai then activated the system shop to purchase ingredients, preparing to begin replicating what he had learned in his dream.

The system uses carefully selected flour, fresh organic vegetables sourced from deep in the mountains, and foreleg meat from free-range pigs that have reportedly been raised for a full year!

All of these ingredients are top-of-the-line in the world.

He was confident he could do even better than in his dream!

Lu Feng recalled the various details of Professor Jie Badan's teachings, took a deep breath, poured out the flour, and slowly and vigorously kneaded the dough. After the dough began to rise, he chopped the perfect local pork foreleg meat, which was three parts fat and seven parts lean, into a fine filling, and added soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and other seasonings in turn.

After the dough had risen, he pressed it to remove the air, cut it into pieces, and each piece was exactly the same length and width to the naked eye, with terrifying precision.

Lu Feng then took out a rolling pin and rolled each small section into a round wrapper that was thicker in the middle and thinner at the edges. He then placed the pre-prepared filling in the middle of the wrapper and pinched the edges to seal it.

After a second proofing, steam the food.

He closed his eyes, timing the second in his mind. In his dream, he was in a northern climate; in reality, he was in a southern climate. Master Jie Badan once said, "A difference of a hair's breadth leads to a difference of a thousand miles."

He kept this in mind and judged the doneness of the buns by their aroma.

"That's enough!" Lu Feng immediately took the steamer down.

After the buns cooled down a bit and weren't so hot anymore, he picked one up and broke it open. The pale golden broth was crystal clear and had an even richer aroma than the ones he had made in his dream.

Indeed, even the best techniques need good ingredients to support them.

He suddenly remembered Master Jie Badan's wild vegetable steamed buns. Due to the limited availability of ingredients, his master was unable to receive recognition during the assessment.

And he has the entire system to support him.

Unable to resist the urge to try his hand at it, he once again began to replicate his master's wild vegetable steamed buns.

Lu Feng was still replicating the style of steamed buns.

Liang Tao's latest video on Douyin (TikTok) has become quite popular.

"Shocking! Suspected of adding poppy seeds, yet the stall was operating normally the next day!"

"After queuing for three hours, how delicious is that half-piece of fried chicken cutlet?"

The two videos were very popular, garnering millions of views in a single day.

"When making short videos, what you need is shock value! What you need is suspense! What you need is buzz!"

Liang Tao sat smugly in his ergonomic chair, spinning around while scrolling through comments.

"Hahaha, Tao Ge's (Brother Tao's) fashion faux pas has backfired! His elegant mask is gone!"

"Reported! Clickbait title! It didn't even mention the exact location! (doge)"

"This must be so delicious, people queue for three hours just for a bite?"

"It's incredibly delicious! If it's not, call me 'Dad'."

"Hehe, I gained several thousand followers, which is equivalent to doing 10 episodes before!" Liang Tao couldn't sit still anymore when he thought of this, and he had another idea. "I have to do another episode tonight. Hey, the boss should thank me."

"Xiao Chen, go go go, let's go!" Liang Tao called out to his assistant with high spirits, feeling as if the overwhelming traffic was beckoning to him.

Only Xiao Chen, a working-class man, quietly canceled the takeout he had just ordered. That's why working-class people have such a hard life!

However, when Liang Tao arrived at the entrance of the Wumei Fitness Center, he lost his composure.

Hundreds of people were waiting here, but they couldn't see Mr. Lu, the owner of the chicken cutlet shop.

"Something's not right." Liang Tao's heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked down at his watch; it was 6:20 PM, and he was 20 minutes late. Was Boss Lu late too?

Or perhaps, Liang Tao suddenly thought of another possibility.

"What's going on? Hasn't he come yet?"

"Yeah, I heard there's a super delicious fried chicken cutlet here. I came here because I saw that Liang Tao video."

"Exactly! They talked a good game, but we couldn't even see a trace of them?"

The surrounding crowd's discussion made Liang Tao break out in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized that many fans had listened to him and brought their friends to eat fried chicken cutlets, some even traveling from the other side of the city.

If we can get our hands on it, that would be wonderful, but what if this fried chicken cutlet isn't sold on Sundays?

He could almost see the scene of his video comment section being flooded with comments.

"Scammer blogger!" "I was completely fooled and went home for nothing, I'm unfollowing!"

He chuckled at himself for overthinking things, then pondered, "This boss's business is so good, especially on Sundays when there's even more foot traffic. What reason could he possibly have not to sell?"

After a while, someone finally couldn't wait any longer.

A young man took out his phone, quickly snapped a few photos of the empty stall and the surrounding crowd, then turned the camera to take a selfie, muttering, "Look, look! So many people!"

"It's a Sunday, everyone's here for that super delicious fried chicken cutlet. We've been waiting for half an hour, where's the owner? Has he disappeared?"

He spoke quickly, his tone full of sarcasm and dissatisfaction, "Coming all this way, and this is it? This is it? Does any of you know where this fried chicken cutlet is supposed to be?"

Then, with lightning speed, she edited and added the hashtag "#Wait, where's my fried chicken cutlet?"

Once the video was posted, many equally bored people at the scene saw it.

"Same question! I'm at the scene, almost at the point of becoming a 'Wangjishi' (a rock formation)!"

"@XingchengTandianAtao, you're a terrible blogger. If you can't get the food, I'll unfollow you immediately."

"It's actually really delicious, otherwise I wouldn't have come today."

"It feels like I'm waiting for a chicken cutlet that doesn't exist."

The internet speed is fast. Liang Tao sighed as he looked at the comment. Losing followers today was inevitable.

This particular entry even made it into the top ten trending searches in the same city!

"Huh?" Just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly saw a small, familiar figure from behind.