"Are Cosmic Chefs very rare?"
"Of course, just like with metalworking, cooking requires both innate talent and diligence. Moreover, the culinary path is even more difficult to pursue than the practice of metalworking, and those without great perseverance don't even have the courage to start on this path," Yan Wu said. "In the entire Multiverse, the number of people who can become Cosmic Chefs is very few."
Ma Lu turned to look at Old Wang, "Is that so?"
"I don't know," Old Wang shook his head, "Since my senses recovered, those recipes have been in my sector."
At this moment, Yan Wu seemed to think of something as well, stepping half a step closer to Ma Lu, his towering figure blocking out the sunlight.
"That pigeon has always been very stodgy, yet it actually revealed its identity in front of an Earthling and even told you my address. What do you have that it couldn't refuse?"
"Oh, we plan to open a restaurant."
"And then?"
"A restaurant with a Cosmic Chef."
Yan Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
"Really," said Ma Lu. "The two of us are partnering up. I'll procure ingredients from other dimensions, and Old Wang will be in charge of cooking. But there are still some troubles we haven't resolved to get the restaurant up and running. The city manager said we could come to you for help."
"Then you've come to the right place."
Yan Wu wiped his hands on his overalls before grasping a wrench from the very top shelf and turned it around.
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The next moment, Ma Lu felt as if the world had flipped upside down.
When he came back to his senses, he was still standing in the hardware store, but the items on the shelves had completely changed.
They had turned from ordinary hardware into all sorts of weird and wonderful goods.
There were minuscule black holes contained in empty liquor bottles, green crystals flickering with strange light, iron helmets bristling with antennas, biscuit boxes covered with indecipherable symbols, from which strange whimpering sounds occasionally emerged...
"You should find this useful."
"What's this?"
"A Phase Shifter, it does the same thing as my wrench, providing access to a mirror space."
Yan Wu continued, "When using it, you first need to anchor the target space. Then, by flipping this coin over, you can freely switch between the two spaces."
"Oh oh oh oh, this is indeed something we urgently need; this way we don't have to worry about inspections anymore," Ma Lu received the five-jiao coin and said joyfully.
"And you guys could probably use this too," Yan Wu took down a Beaver Copper Statue from the shelf.
"This high-dimensional artifact is called 'This is Very Beaver,' and its capabilities are somewhat similar to those of a city manager's. It affects a small area, making anything that happens within it seem perfectly reasonable to those who are there."
"However, there's a limitation on its use. It can only be used three times a month, half an hour each time."
"Ha... Do artisans also enjoy puns?"
"That's just a coincidence. I remember there are beaver species in the Multiverse with strong psychic abilities."
"I see."
"Ah, I almost forgot," Yan Wu suddenly slapped his forehead, "I picked up a rare item on my last supply run, and it just happens to be perfect for you guys, but it's still in my truck. Wait here a moment."
After saying that, Yan Wu flipped his wrench again, the world turned over once more, and the three of them returned to the normal hardware store. Yan Wu stepped outside, opened the trunk of his Wuling Hongguang van, and dragged out a large cardboard box.
Carrying the heavy-looking box back into the shop, Yan Wu set it down.
Opening the box, inside was actually a miniature landscape aquarium.
And inside, it was divided into several small compartments, from deserts to rainforests, grasslands, lakes, snowy terrains... a complete range of landscapes and terrains.
"What's this?"
"A Desktop Ranch." Yan Wu grinned.