Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

"Is Crimson alive?"

Theoretically speaking, Red Fish's comprehensive strength is stronger than that of Storm God.

But he has experienced the whole process from fighting this big river fish to beheading it. Red Fish gave Dawn the impression that he was weak, so weak that he didn't look like a demigod.

If you include Red Fish's characteristic of "As long as Crimson exists, it will never die or die", then its comprehensive evaluation will immediately rise.

So what if the storm god can harness the power of the ocean, thunder, and storm?

Isn't it still made into octopus balls after death?

The red fish is different, what a dog! If you can't die, you can continue to live indefinitely!

From this point of view alone, it is too much to win the big octopus.

However, even if the body and soul are destroyed together, they can still be regenerated, which is still a bit beyond comprehension.

You know, the red fish's soul is still locked in the lampshade of the [Spirit Lamp], and it can be driven by Dawn at any time after the crimson is released.

But now the regenerated red fish seems to have a new soul.

The old soul is thrown away like the docked tail of a gecko.

"But the soul has been renewed. Although the new red fish and the old red fish are both of SSS-level ingredient quality, can they really be counted as the same individual? But...according to [War], the red fish's The essence is actually this deep red..."

"Don't worry about the physiological characteristics of the red carp." [Zhan Zhan] put his hand back on the handle of the knife again, "Isn't it reasonable to be a bit hard to understand with the existence of divinity?"

The head under the red hood moved slightly, and [War] looked up and down Dawn again. Under His gaze, the pressure on Donne's body and mind is self-evident:

"Even if you have just embarked on the road to becoming a god, you are an incomprehensible existence to others, right?"

Don: ...

You're right, I can't argue with that.

There was silence for a while, because of the other party's mind-reading ability, Don didn't dare to think too much in his mind, so he spoke again: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Don't you think I'm ruthless?" [War] replied as a matter of course in that majestic vague voice.

"Just because of this?"

"Well, that's why."

This time, Dawn was completely unable to be punished.

How do you feel, the brain circuits of the gods on Tianqi's side are a bit abnormal?

[Plague] That's it.

[War] seems to be the same?

Moreover, this [war] has been on the scene for so long, and still hasn't attacked the hostile identity, which seems to indicate that the other party has the possibility of communication?

"I took the initiative to respond to your confusion. How about you answer a few questions for me in return?" The evil god in red spoke again.

"Tell me. But there are many questions, and I may not be able to answer them." Donne continued to deal with them carefully.

"Don't misunderstand. It may be a little different from the problems you think. They are not so bitter and bitter, just some small and easy problems." [War] kept his stance unchanged:

"You know some of the characteristics of gods, right? [Everything you know is appreciated]. The more you know about a god, the more you will be understood by that god."

"……I know."

Dawn, who is already familiar with the four gods of apocalypse, knows this point better than anyone else.

"Then it seems that I don't need to explain anything to you. Just as you know me to a certain extent, I also passively grasp a little information about you. For example, I know that your cooking is delicious. Although it is a bit difficult to talk about it now. Weird, but you seem to cook really good food."

[War] seems to have unconsciously emphasized the point of "cooking delicious" twice.

The corners of Don's eyes twitched twice, and he was a little speechless, but after hesitating for a while, he still nodded.

"Although you have black hair and black pupils. But the first question I want to ask you is, where were you from before entering this world?" [War] continued the conversation.

This question made Donne feel a little nervous.

He said "before entering this world", didn't he?

Before entering the boundless dreamland, Dawn had a feeling. Maybe some of the questions that have been troubling him before, some truths that [the plague] has not explained, will be answered tonight.

With this in mind, he seemed to have forgotten his current unsafe situation, and glanced at [War]'s invisible face under the red hood.

Then his mind turned, ready to answer the question truthfully.

However, before he could speak, the evil god in red took a step ahead:

"It's just an ordinary chat for the time being, and there is no need to do so many complicated mental activities. Moreover, I have already seen the answer in your heart. Our original bodies come from the same place, and we are fellow villagers."

Don didn't speak, just nodded.

This is no surprise.

He had already guessed the shape of the red fish before, and if he could make a pet with this appearance, then [War] would most likely be his fellow.

"Second question." [Zhan Zhan] continued to speak, and there seemed to be a little expectation in the majestic tone, but it was covered by the cascading voice echo:

"I just saw you collecting red fish meat and read about your desire to cook red fish. So, can you cook fish with pickled cabbage?"

[Pickled cabbage fish] three words, the red-clothed evil god used the Chinese pronunciation of the words with a correct accent.

Don:? ? ?

Don's brows were tightly frowned, his face full of incomprehension.

He really didn't understand what the other party was going to do.

[War] First, he watched from the wall as he killed Red Fish, and then he didn't attack him after showing up, but chatted for a while.

All of what He has done, shouldn't it be paving the way for the phrase "Can you cook pickled fish?"

Is he ordering food! ?

He didn't make a sound for a while, and the thoughts in his head were also very messy. It took a long time for Don to squeeze out "I will do it" from between his teeth.

[War] was very satisfied with this answer, let go of the knife handle again and clapped his hands:

"The red fish is so big, it can't be stewed in one pot. Take out some meat and make me a pickled fish. As long as I am satisfied, I will let you go from the edge of this deep red dream, I said to do it.”

Don: ...

Donne's thoughts became more confused.

It's not that he doesn't want to cook on the spot.

But, does [War] really want to eat his own pets?

Seemingly having read Dawn's inner thoughts once again, the evil god in red quickly said:

"I've explained it just now. The red carp is not my pet in essence, but this piece of living crimson is. You can understand the red fish as a kind of reproducible crimson, similar to cow's milk, sheep's wool."

"As a breeder, it shouldn't be a problem for me to enjoy a little of this output, right?"

[War] In the tone of this speech, the sense of anticipation even overwhelmed the sense of majesty caused by the layers of echoes.

How much does this guy want to eat pickled fish?

Based on what he is like now, if it weren't for the crimson surrounding him to keep building momentum, the evil god's frame would have collapsed completely!

"The brain circuits of these gods of apocalypse are really strange. However, since I just came to the Land of Miracles and roasted the horned rabbit that originally guided the novice to fight, I don't seem to have any qualifications to say that He is it."

All I can say is that I really deserve to be my hometown...

...

Although he couldn't understand the formal logic of [War], Don still agreed to the other party's order as a chef.

After all, there is no reason to refuse at all.

First of all, [Zhan Zhan] promised himself that as long as the sauerkraut fish he made satisfies him, he will directly release Dawn from the border of the dream.

What kind of faction is hostile, what kind of grievances and grievances for beheading Red Fish, all of them are ignored.

Although Dawn had secretly considered it before, using the passive skill [Forging] to survive.

After being killed, [Forge] will pull him up with extra blood volume and full blood.

If this second life can be used in the real world, with his escape skills, [War] should not be able to deal with him if he is not in the Crimson Territory.

However, doing so is ultimately risky.

But since [the war] offered a truce, why not accept it?

Even if he doesn't keep his word in the end, it's not too late to consider using [Turning] to take risks to survive.

Secondly, cooking for the gods was something that Donne could not have wished for.

An existence at the level of a god, after eating his dishes for the first time, he can harvest about a million [cooking power] points.

To safely digest demigod meat and further break through to two-thirds of the god level, probably also need to consume a million points of cooking power.

After defeating Red Fish, I was worried about where to replenish this part of [Culinary Power], but I didn't expect [War] to come to my door.

This big green leek is neither squeaky nor white.

In the end, it was due to Don's intuition.

He always feels that he can learn some important information from [War], and it is not impossible to make a dish to enhance his relationship.

Anyway, it’s not enough to invite your enemy to eat pickled fish, right?

What's more, the fish is raised by others themselves, and Dawn can at most count as labor and condiments.

"Alice, send out all my cooking utensils. The red fish meat is also there, and there are some condiments, I tell you to remember..." Dawn began to enter the state of cooking.

Long Niang's perception of the world outside the book is rather vague, plus there is a divine power in Crimson targeting her. If she doesn't communicate with Don, she has no idea what's going on outside.

She also tried to ask Dawn why he still didn't leave the boundless dreamland after killing the red fish.

But got only vague and perfunctory answers.

Don can't help it either.

He really didn't know how to explain it. He was being coerced by the evil god to cook.

This unfolding is so weird...

It will only add panic and worry to Vivian and Alice.

The dragon lady in the book heard the perfunctory answer of Donne, and after a little bit of tangling for a while, she followed the instructions and sent all the things the latter needed from the story world to Crimson.

Although during this process, Heilongniang complained a lot, but she just talked about it.

In essence, Alice still listened to Donne very much.

Not long after, a well-equipped temporary kitchen was set up in Crimson.

Dawn stood in the kitchen and glanced at [War] not far away. The other party still maintained that dignified standing posture, standing upright with a knife.

But if you look closely, the figure seems to be a little lazy.

This red-clothed evil god is really a very strange god...

Can I really learn any important information from Him?

"Forget it, don't think too much when cooking, distraction will affect the quality of the dishes." Dawn began to gather his thoughts, focusing on the kitchen utensils and ingredients he was most familiar with.

Do the thing at hand first.

The fish sent from the story world's cold storage is ice and soft. Moreover, the red fish had just died not long ago, and its meat looked very fresh.

According to the usual practice of pickled fish, the main ingredient used is black fish.

But the red fish, a demigod monster, has SSS-level meat that is extremely tender. According to the needs of [War], it must be no problem to use it to make pickled fish.

The red fish is cut into slices according to the texture. Each piece of fish is very thick, and it can keep its shape when it is cooked later, and it is not easy to break.

Add salt to the sliced ​​fish.

Stretch out your hand and grab it evenly until it is slightly sticky.

During this process, the salty taste of salt will be integrated into the sashimi of red fish, which has a good effect of removing fishy smell.

After that, add starch, egg white and oil of poisonous feather eggs again, stir evenly, and let it stand for later use.

Heat oil in a pan.

Cut some ginger slices and garlic into the oil pan and sauté until fragrant.

Then, add a little minced red fish bone.

Fry the sticky meat on the side of the fish bone until golden on both sides, and when it is burnt, add water, simply throw a green onion knot, and turn to high heat to cook.

Wait until the pot boils, lift the lid, and you can see a pot of thick white fish soup.

Because the red fish meat itself is extremely tender, although this pot of fish soup has not been seasoned too complicatedly, the delicious aroma is very attractive.

The boiling sound of gurgling, accompanied by the smell of food, is an extremely common but very healing combination of scenes in the kitchen.

The moment [War] on the side was lifted, the standing posture that was originally standing still swayed slightly.

Don didn't pay attention to this detail.

This is what he is good at. Once he enters the state of cooking, he will be completely immersed in it. In this way, no matter what the environment is, the dishes made will be of high quality.

Thick white fish soup poured out.

Then start a pot again, heat oil and add ginger and garlic until fragrant as usual.

When the taste of the seasoning is burst out, it is the turn of the soul of the pickled fish - sauerkraut.

Sauerkraut is a treasure. It is a very distinctive condiment in Chinese cuisine, and it can be found in various places.

The north will use it to pair with pork. A steaming pot of pig-killing dishes rolled with pork belly and blood sausage will taste fat but not greasy, fragrant but not turbid, tender but not rotten, sour Life is full of body fluid and appetizers, and the index finger moves greatly.

But in the south, dishes like pickled fish are also a must.

Donn took out a sealed clay pot, opened the seal, and a unique sour aroma emanated, and then poured out the clay pot, and what was poured out was the sauerkraut that had been marinated for a long time.

"After buying a batch of deformed fish, I thought I would have a chance to make a pickled fish for everyone in the family to try. I pickled the pickled vegetables specially, but I didn't expect to be cut off by [War] and his red fish."

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