Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

　　 "Alive crimson?"

　　 Theoretically speaking, the overall strength of the Red Fish is stronger than that of the God of Storm.

　　 can experience the whole process from fighting against this big river to killing it. The feeling that Red Fish gave Dorne was—weak, so weak that it didn't look like a demigod.

　　 If we count the red fish's characteristics, "As long as the crimson exists, it will never die," then its comprehensive evaluation will come up all at once.

　　 How about the power of the storm **** to control the ocean, thunder, and storm?

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

　　 Red fish is different, people go! If you can't die, you can continue your life indefinitely!

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

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

　　 You must know that inside the lampshade of the [Lamp of Soul Induction], the soul of the red fish is still closed, and after the crimson comes out, it can be driven by Don at any time.

　　 The red fish that can now regenerate, seems to have a new soul.

　　 The old soul was abandoned like a gecko’s tail dock.

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

　　 "Don't worry about the physiological characteristics of the red carp in your heart." [War] put his hand back on the handle of the knife, "Isn't it reasonable to be a little bit incomprehensible with the existence of divinity?"

　　 The head under the red hood moved lightly, and [War] began to look up and down Donne again. Under his attention, the stress on Donne's body and mind is self-evident:

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

　　Dorn:...

　　 You are so reasonable, I can't refute it.

　　 was silent for a while, because of the other's mind-reading ability, Dorn didn't dare to think too much in his mind, so he said again: "Why tell me this?"

　　 "Don't you think I'm cruel and ruthless?" [War] answered naturally in that majestic and vague voice.

　　 "Because of this?"

　　 "Well, just because of this."

　　 Now Don is completely rectified.

　　 How do you feel that the brain circuits of the gods on the Tianqi side are a little abnormal?

　　[Plague] is like this.

　　[War] seems to be the same?

　　 Moreover, this [war] has been on the field for so long, or is it that the delay in attacking the hostile identity of himself, seems to indicate that the other party has the possibility of communication?

　　 "I took the initiative to respond to your confusion. In return, how about you answering a few questions for me?" The evil **** in red said again.

　　 "You said. But there are many questions, I may not be able to answer them." Don continued to respond carefully.

　　 "Don't get me wrong. It may be a little bit different from the questions you think. It's not so bitter and enmity, just some light-hearted little questions." [War] kept his posture unchanged:

　　 "You know some of the characteristics of gods, right? [Whoever knows, you must be touched]. The more you understand a god, the more you will be understood by that god."

"…I know."

　　 Dorn, who is already familiar with the four gods of the Apocalypse, knows this personally better than anyone else.

"Then I don’t need to explain anything to you anymore. As you know me to a certain extent, I also passively grasp a little bit of your information. For example, I know that your cooking is delicious. Strange, but your cooking seems to be really delicious."

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

　　Dorn's eyes twitched twice, a little speechless, but after hesitating for a while, he nodded.

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

　　 This question made Don's heart a little tight.

　　 He said "before entering this world", right?

　　 Before entering the boundless dream, Donne had a feeling. Perhaps some of the questions that have been plagued him before, some truths that [Plague] did not explain, will be answered tonight.

　　 With such thoughts, he seemed to have forgotten his current unsafe situation, and glanced at the invisible face under the red hood of [War].

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

　　 However, before he could speak, the evil **** in red took the lead:

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

　　 Donn did not speak, but just nodded.

　　 There is nothing surprising about this.

　　 He had already guessed the shape of the red fish before he saw it. If he can pinch a pet with this appearance, then [War] Eight Achievements is his fellow.

　　 "Second question." [War] continued to speak, his majestic tone seemed to carry a little anticipation, but was concealed by the echo of layered voices:

　　 "I just saw you collecting red fish, and I also read about your desire to cook red fish. So, would you make pickled fish?"

The three words 　　[酸菜鱼], the Cthulhu in red used the Chinese pronunciation of the Chinese character.

　　 Don:? ? ?

　　Dorn's brows furrowed, and his face was full of incomprehension.

　　 He really doesn't understand what the other party is doing.

　　[War] first watched from the wall and watched him kill the red fish, and then after showing up, he didn't attack himself, but chatted for a long time. Isn't everything He did to pave the way for the phrase "Can you make sauerkraut fish"?

　　 Is he ordering food! ?

　　 There was no answer for a while, and the thoughts in his mind were also very messy. It took a long time for Donne to squeeze out an "I will do it" from his teeth.

　　[War] was satisfied with this answer, and released the hilt again and clapped his hands:

"The red fish is so big that you can't simmer in a pot. Divide the meat out and make me a sauerkraut fish. As long as I am satisfied with my meal, I will release you from the edge of this crimson dreamland, I said To do it."

　　Dorn:...

　　 Don's thoughts became more confused.

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

　　 It’s just that [War] really want to eat your own pet?

　　 seems to have read Don's inner thoughts once again, and the evil **** in red quickly spoke:

"I have explained it just now. The red carp is not essentially my pet, but this live crimson is. You can understand the red fish as a kind of renewable production of crimson, similar to cow milk. Sheep's wool."

　　 "As a breeder, if I enjoy a little of this kind of output, there should be no problem, right?"

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

　　 How much does this guy want to eat sauerkraut fish?

　　 Just relying on what he is now, if it weren't for the crimson surroundings that had been creating momentum, Cthulhu's frame would have completely collapsed!

　　 "The brain circuits of these Apocalypse Cthulhus are really strange. However, when I first came to the land of miracles, I roasted the horned rabbit who had originally guided the novice to fight. It seems that I have no right to say that he is."

　　 I can only say, I really deserve to be my fellow...

　　...

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

　　 After all, there is no reason for rejection at all.

　　 First of all, [War] himself promised that as long as the sauerkraut fish made he can eat satisfactorily, he will release Don directly from the border of his dream.

　　 What kind of camp is hostile, what kind of grievances beheading the red fish, don't care about it.

　　 Although Don had secretly thought about it before, he used the passive skill [Tori] to survive.

After 　　 is killed, [Tori] will pull him up with an extra blood volume.

　　 If this second life can be brushed in the real world, with his escape skills, it should not help him if he is not in the crimson territory [War].

　　 However, doing so is risky after all.

　　 But since [War] has set the conditions for a truce, why not accept it?

　　 Even if he doesn’t believe his words at the end, it’s not too late to consider using [砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥砥] to take risks to survive.

　　Secondly, Donne couldn't ask for things like cooking for the gods.

　　 A god-level existence, after eating his food for the first time, he can harvest a whole million points of [cooking power] value.

　　 To safely digest the demi-god's spirit flesh, and to further break through to two-thirds of the level of the gods, it would probably also need to consume a million points of cooking power.

　　 After defeating Red Fish, I was worried about where to add this part of [Cooking Power], but I didn't expect [War] to come to the door by himself.

　　 This big green leek is neither white nor white.

　　 In the end, it's Don's intuition.

　　 He always feels that he can learn some important information from [War], and it’s not impossible to cook a dish to increase feelings.

　　 Anyway, asking the enemy to eat sauerkraut fish is not enough for the enemy, right?

　　 What's more, this fish is still raised by others, and Dorn has calculated his own work and condiments at best.

　　 "Alice, send out all the utensils I cook. So does the red fish, and some condiments, I said you remember..." Don began to cook.

　　 Long Niang's perception of the world outside the book is inherently vague, and there is a divine power in the crimson targeting, if you don't communicate with Dorn, you don't know what is happening outside.

　　 She just tried to ask why Donne had not escaped from the boundless dream after killing the red fish.

　　 But I only got a vague and perfunctory answer.

　　Dorn can't help it either.

　　 He really didn't know how to explain, he was being threatened by the evil **** to cook.

　　 This kind of unfolding is so strange...

　　 will only add panic and worry to Vivienne and Alice.

　　 The dragon lady in the book heard the perfunctory answer from Donne, and after a little tangled for a while, she still followed the instructions to send all the things needed by the latter from the story world to the crimson.

　　 Although the Black Dragon Lady complained a lot during this process, she just talked about it.

　　 In essence, Alice still listens to Don's words.

　　 After a while, a well-equipped temporary kitchen was built in Crimson Lane.

　　 Dorn stepped into the kitchen and glanced at [War] not far away. The other party still maintained that kind of majestic standing, standing upright with a knife.

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

　　 This red evil **** is really a very strange god...

　　Can I really learn important information about the gods from him?

　　 "Forget it, don't think too much when cooking. Distraction can affect the quality of the dishes." Don began to gather his thoughts and focus on the kitchenware and ingredients he is most familiar with.

　　 Do the things at hand first.

　　 The fish delivered from the cold store in Story World is ice and soft. And the red fish has just died, and its meat looks very fresh.

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

　　 But the red fish is a semi-god beast, and the SSS-level meat is very 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 slice of fish is very thick, and it can keep the shape when it is cooked, and it is not easy to break.

　　 Add salt to the sliced ​​fish.

　　 directly stretched out his hand and grasped evenly, and caught the hand slightly sticky.

　　The salty taste of salt will be incorporated into the red fish sashimi during this process, which has a good effect of removing fishy.

After 　　, add starch, egg white, and oil again, mix well, and set aside.

　　 Get up the pot and burn the oil.

　　 Cut some **** slices and garlic into a frying pan until fragrant.

　　 Then, add a bit of chopped fish bones.

　　 After frying the sticky meat on the sides of the fish bones until golden on both sides, add water, simply throw a green onion knot, and boil on high heat.

　　 When 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, the pot of fish soup at UU看书www.uukanshu.com has not been seasoned too complicatedly, but the delicious aroma is very attractive.

The boiling sound of 　　 coo, accompanied by the smell of food, is a very common but very healing scene combination in the kitchen.

[War] on the side of 　　, at the moment when the lid was lifted, the standing posture that had been standing still shook slightly.

　　Dorn didn't care about this detail.

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

　　 The thick white fish soup is poured out.

After 　　, raise a pot again, burn oil and add **** and garlic until fragrant.

　　 When the flavor of the seasoning is exploded, it is the turn of the soul of sauerkraut fish-sauerkraut.

　　 Sauerkraut is a precious thing, it is a very distinctive condiment in the Chinese cuisine, and it is available in various places.

The north will use it to pair with pork. A steaming pot of pork belly and blood sausage rolls in. The taste is fat but not greasy, fragrant but not turbid, tender but not rotten, and the sour taste is palatable. Life is appetizing, index finger moves.

　　While in the south, dishes such as sauerkraut and fish are also unique.

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