North gate.
Under the spacious shed, there is a long table, and next to the table are two braziers, with charcoal burning very vigorously.
Chu Guang, wearing a blue power armor, stood in the shed, looking at the young players busy in the market, with a smile like an old father on his face.
Not bad.
Drawing a pie and letting the players bake it themselves, this is indeed what a planner should do.
Originally, Chu Guang thought that holding this celebration would consume a lot of inventory, but now it seems that his worries are completely unnecessary.
Those young players obviously read his event copy several times, and even from the perspective of the game background, they dug out what he wanted to express but was embarrassed to write in the copy.
Wasteland gourmets.
Then naturally, you have to use some "original" food from the wasteland.
Otherwise, how can you say that the dishes you cook are the "purest wasteland"?
Crispy cricket meat, fried mutant cockroach legs, leeches jumping around in the pot, and glowing blood-sucking worm steaks, all together!
Of course, Chu Guang himself would not eat them.
He does not have N lives.
It is better to eat something healthy and hygienic.
There are three prizes in the competition.
One is the delicacy in the minds of wastelanders, one is the delicacy in the minds of players, and the other is the recognition from the administrator.
The selection criteria for the three awards are different, and the judges are also different, but the rewards are basically the same.
That is, huge event points!
Limited titles!
And enter the Hall of Fame and shine on the forum!
Like the previous events, you can get points by completing tasks in the event. Points can be used to redeem event-limited rewards, and the New Year's red envelope is actually a lottery in a different name.
The prizes include but are not limited to the first prize of 666 silver coins, and also include the special prize of a carbon nano bulletproof vest worth 6666 silver coins.
This thing has never been put on the shelves of NPC stores. Chu Guang randomly marked the price. Anyway, no one would refute it even if he added another zero.
In addition to the lottery, what interests players the most is of course the limited title and the opportunity to enter the Hall of Fame.
And according to the manager himself, if you get the title of "Wasteland Gourmet", the dishes you design will be included in the menu of this year's New Year's Eve party.
For professional life players, this temptation is too great.
In order to compete for this title, the condiments in the warehouse except salt were almost sold out.
So Chu Guang had to temporarily adjust the activity strategy and temporarily remove the condiments from the shelves of the warehouse and change them to complete the task to receive.
It is precisely because of this that the progress of daily activity tasks in the past few days is quite gratifying, and he, as a manager, has also received a lot of reward points from the system.
In order to meet the cooking needs of players, Chu Guang has spent almost all his points on primary blind boxes these days, and has also obtained a lot of seeds of high-yield crops for this.
This is also an unexpected gain.
Looking at the wooden sign on the table, Xia Yan looked at Chu Guang with a confused look and asked.
"What is a judge?"
She had never heard of such a strange word.
Chu Guang thought for a moment and explained.
"In short, you go around the north gate and take a portion of the food that looks good. If it tastes good, just give it a thumbs up."
Of course, you have to let Ya Ya taste it before eating.
As a perception player, her talent is poison intuition, and she can tell at a glance what can't be eaten.
In addition, her physical attribute is not high, so if she eats something that is fine, others can basically eat it.
Ya Ya is very happy to be a "taster".
Chu Guang still remembers how the little player patted his chest and promised himself that he would do his best to maintain the order of the celebration, and asked him to hand over this "glorious and arduous" task to her.
"Oh, that's it." Xia Yan nodded in confusion.
To sum it up... take whatever you like to eat?
Free food and free drinks without spending money?
Isn't this too cool!?
Xiaoyu, who was sitting behind the long table, looked a little uneasy.
She glanced at Brother Chu secretly and said in a low voice.
"But... is it really okay if we don't pay?"
To be honest, this question is a bit redundant.
Why should the judges pay for food?
Not charging the entry fee is already generous enough!
Not to mention that there are points rewards for participating in the competition, even the worst consolation prize is definitely enough to pay for the meal.
Chu Guang originally planned to say this, but seeing Xiaoyu's guilty expression, he changed his mind.
You can be the dog planner yourself.
Don't teach the children bad things.
"This is part of the celebration event, and the expenses of the event will be borne by the shelter... You can understand that the money has actually been paid."
He paused for a moment.
Looking at Xiaoyu with a confused face, Chu Guang smiled gently and continued.
"Remember to say thank you to them before tasting."
"They will be happy all day."
Boss Xia, who was standing by with his arms folded, nodded as if he understood.
Got it.
It turns out that it's not free food and drink.
It's public food and drink.
...
The food competition to welcome the New Year is in full swing. In order to get the limited title, both life professional players and combat professional players have tried their best.
The event lasted until the last day of December.
It was a rare sunny day.
The howling north wind and blizzard are at the end of their strength, and the harsh winter seems to have come to an end.
Everything is foreshadowing that dawn is coming and victory is just around the corner!
In order to welcome the upcoming Wasteland Era 212, the outpost base is decorated with lights and colors, which is very lively.
Many houses have red paper pasted on the door, and red cloth strips and ribbons are hung.
In order to make the festival atmosphere stronger, Chu Guang also issued a special task, asking the carpenter's hut to make more than 40 lanterns, which were hung from the square in front of the sanatorium to the market at the north gate.
At dusk.
More than 40 lanterns were lit.
The hazy light, against the blazing torches, made the entire outpost lively and festive.
Chu Guang found that his little players were geniuses.
In just one week, with a shortage of supplies, his little players surprisingly unlocked hundreds of recipes.
Some of the creative ideas made him marvel.
For example, Teng Teng.
It is said that she gained experience from nomads. With the help of sisters Qiu Cao and Qiu Ye, she used the pupae of the devil moth to make shellac and made something similar to "earthworm jelly".
That thing is crystal clear, white, soft, and tastes like jelly. If you don't mention it deliberately, no one will associate it with the devil moth.
Without any suspense, this delicacy won the award of "the most popular wasteland delicacy among players".
After all, compared with Lao Na's salt and pepper charcoal grilled mantis legs and some "realistic delicacies" that have nothing to do with the wasteland at all, this dish cleverly finds a balance between the two.
And the taste and texture are pretty good, belonging to the "order neutral" kind.
The only pity is that there is no chili sauce, otherwise it will be more delicious.
However, not everyone is satisfied with this result.
Especially for those who "almost" won the game...
"Gan! Why is it not me who is the wasteland gourmet! It's so delicious!"
"That's it!"
"Too much!"
The award judging session ended as early as noon, and now it's time for celebration.
The unyielding mole, the Elf King Fugui and Lao Na roasted all the unfinished mantis legs in an attempt to prove themselves with the taste.
However, the three stalls were sparsely populated and no one came.
Even after confirming that there was no poison, Ya Ya still shook his head like a rattle.
"Sorry, I'm physically unwell. I really can't accept this kind of food!"
Miss Teng Teng, who was beautiful and kind, took a closer look and thought about buying some to comfort them, but when she was about to pay, she couldn't help but whispered.
"By the way... are there really no iron wire worms?"
Hearing this, the old man Mole felt as if his wounds were sprinkled with salt, and said with a look of grief and indignation.
"How can there be so many iron wireworms! Not all mantises have iron wireworms!"
Elf King Fugui: "That's right! It's all blown up like this! And isn't it non-toxic?"
Irena: "Fuck! Do you know how hard it is to find these things in the middle of winter!"
"Sorry, sorry, I, I won't ask anymore..." Teng Teng hurriedly took out the VM. Although she didn't know why she had to apologize, she paid for it and bought some anyway.
Ye Shi couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over, patted Irena on the shoulder, and sighed.
"Forget it, Lao Na, let's just give up and stop struggling."
Irena said angrily: "You're so good! I won't log off until we sell them all!"
Ye Shi silently let go of her hand.
Good guy.
So you're ready to stay up all night...
…
The award for the most popular food among players was won by Teng Teng.
The food that was recognized by NPCs including Boss Xia, Xiaoyu, Yin Fang, Heya, guards, and warehouse managers was the "Mushroom Cloud Cake" made by Yaya.
As a taster, she also participated in this competition.
Using eggs bought from the Frostspear Clan and mixing white sugar to beat the egg whites, Yaya cleverly used a round-mouthed piping bag to make small mushroom caps, and sprinkled chocolate chips around them.
The whole cake looked like a mushroom cloud, and the chocolate chips around it formed a nuclear bomb crater. If you have to say it, it can barely be considered a wasteland-style food.
But to be honest, in Chu Guang's opinion, this was completely a trick.
The chocolate, white sugar, and eggs were all bought, and they were far from cheap.
Although Chu Guang repeatedly emphasized that he needed cheap and delicious food, the NPCs were conquered by the taste of chocolate and had no interest in those wasteland-style foods.
Looking at Xiaoyu with shining eyes, Chu Guang really couldn't bear to veto it, so he didn't say anything.
Fortunately, he expected that the voting results would be biased, so he set up a third award "the most recognized food by managers".
This award was presented by him personally.
The food that won the award was the "cracked claw crab meat cake" of the Niu Ma team.
400g of cracked claw crab meat is added to 450g of green wheat flour, and then mixed with 10g of salt and a little buffalo grass powder and white berry juice to get a full kilogram of cracked claw crab meat paste.
The meat cake made of this meat paste has neither the sour taste of green wheat nor the flavor of crab meat, and it is undoubtedly delicious.
The large amount is filling and easy to store, so Chu Guang gave the award to its inventor without saying a word.
Because it is a group work, except for the name of the chef's tomato scrambled eggs, which will be displayed on the first-level page of the Hall of Fame, the list of other collaborators will be included in the second-level sub-page.
The collaborators had no objection to this, after all, their names were already in the Hall of Fame.
Giving this rare opportunity to Brother Chaodan was originally a decision they made after discussing it themselves.
Standing at the north gate of the base.
Chu Guang, wearing a power armor, announced the final result of the game in a loud voice, and then raised his glass to the crowd in the celebration.
"Enjoy the last day of the New Year!"
"Let's toast to the harvest next year!"
There were many things I wanted to say.
But looking at the excited little players, Chu Guang suddenly felt that it seemed a bit redundant to talk at this time.
Let's give them the time.
Just be a handsome NPC quietly.
As the voice fell, the market at the north gate was instantly filled with cheers, and wooden wine glasses were raised high.
"Ahhh!"
"The planning boss is awesome!"
"Wow, I finally don't have to eat takeout alone on New Year's Day this year!"
"Non-existent brother, you still have to eat even if you take off your helmet."
"Okay, stop talking, tears are about to fall."
There are about 500 players who choose to celebrate the holiday in the game, and basically all of them are here.
As for the other 300 players, they either have something to do in real life or are with their families. They will probably come after noon tomorrow.
In addition to the players, the NPCs who came to participate in the celebration also had happiness and joy on their faces.
It turns out that celebrations are such a happy thing.
It turns out that festivals are such a thing!
Life seems to have a new hope. Even if they don't realize it, a sense of cultural identity is gradually taking shape in their hearts.
Chu Guang took out the last few barrels of red wine in the inventory and distributed a small glass to everyone.
Although everything was distributed, Chu Guang didn't feel bad.
For one thing, he had decided to drink less in this life, and he would not drink if he could.
Besides, he had snatched the wine from the old leech's wine cellar anyway, so it didn't matter if he finished it.
There would be new ones next year.
"Cheers! Hiccup"
Boss Xia excitedly raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. He staggered over with a red face and asked Chu Guang if he had any more, which perfectly explained what it meant to love food and drink.
Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to the brazier, drank milk in small sips and looked at Xia Yan with some worry, worried that she would pass out like last time.
Yin Fang stared at the glass for a while, sniffed it, frowned and drank it, then muttered back to the shelter and continued his research.
But Heya, after drinking it in one gulp, her expression did not change at all, and she stood there watching the lively players and wastelanders with interest.
For her who grew up in the shelter, everything here is so fascinating.
Whether it is DNA or culture.
After giving his cup to Boss Xia, Chu Guang glanced at the empty cup in her hand, with a slightly surprised expression.
"I didn't expect you to be able to drink so much."
Heya didn't find it difficult to understand, and said it as a matter of course.
"After all, my liver and stomach and... are all bionic organs, which can selectively absorb or not absorb at all."
Chu Guang: "..."
Okay.
That's a waste.
It's not just the outposts that celebrate the New Year. After announcing the start of the celebration, Chu Guang issued a task through VM, selected a few small players, and went to the temporary shelter in the abandoned department store to send a New Year's blessing to the refugees there.
There weren't many things.
About 300 kilograms of crab cakes.
Although each person can only get a small piece of 200g crab cake, it is still the meat of the split claw crab.
I believe that this New Year gift from Shelter No. 404 should be able to bring them a little warmth.
…
"Damn it, why can't bear paws be used to stew catfish soup!"
The celebration had already entered the second half. Guarding a pot of black fish soup that was almost cold, Tail squatted on the ground in shock, drawing circles on the snow with a branch.
Sisi comforted her.
"I don't think there is anything wrong with the dish itself. Maybe there is something wrong with the cooking method… Why is the soup black after stewing? I remember it was not white before, right?"
"Please don't pay attention to these details."
"No… I think it's better to figure it out."
Irena, who ate all the roasted mantis legs while no one was paying attention and pretended that all the things were sold out, happened to stroll over here.
Seeing the pot of dark cuisine stuffed with bear paws and fish heads, he couldn't help but tease with gloating.
"Did you stew Rourou?"
Tail looked at him dissatisfied.
"How is it possible! Rourou can talk!"
And that's her mount!
It took a lot of effort to tame it.
Sisi, who was accompanying Tail, sighed and said helplessly.
"It's not Rourou's hand, but it has something to do with Rourou. In short, Tail used Rourou as bait to lure the hibernating brown bear out of the cave. Emmm... The situation was a bit confusing at the time, so I won't describe it."
Irena scratched the back of her head: "Well, although I'm curious about the details, should I not ask more?"
The players around who heard it all cast sympathetic eyes at Rourou, only Rourou looked like she was about to cry.
"Wait a minute, explain it clearly, everyone has obviously misunderstood!"
Ignoring the noise of his teammates, Tail was still muttering there.
"Damn, it tastes okay!"
Sisi patted her shoulder.
"Okay, okay, don't be sad... Ah, it seems like a mission has come, and it seems to be a hidden mission. Do you want to come with me, Awei?"
Upon hearing that it was a hidden mission, Wei immediately stood up and said with shining eyes.
"Yes!"
Sisi's face showed a smile like an old father.
This child is so easy to coax.