Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 253: Ritual: The Path of a Chef
Arriving at the IGO outpost, Lu Zao sat down in the main seat with his arms and legs folded. Beside him, Domilot stood upright with a smile on his face, having already assumed the duties of a secretary.

"Letting me solve this is tantamount to opening an altar, are you sure?"

Mansam took a sip of wine and said, "Don't worry, the cooks and food police who came this time are all experts and can handle it."

Caesar couldn't help but put down his glass.

"Could you two explain what the opening method is? Combined with Old Lu's weird food skills, to be honest, we feel very insecure."

According to some strange settings in Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei's hometown, is it possible that they will see some boys and girls later?
Chu Zihang was also a little confused. Although there were mysterious things like food luck in the world of gourmet food, he had not seen many manifestations that could be called magic and spells to this day.

The practice of opening the altar mentioned by others might just be the sigh of a gourmet hunter after seeing him cut a mountain in half with one sword.

But the way of opening the altar mentioned by Lao Lu.
Domilot smiled, "Don't worry, everyone. Although what the boss said is a bit scary, in theory it is just a more grand collective cooking method."

"You should have tried cooperative cooking many times, which is essentially the same as that."

"It's just that the object you need to cook is larger. You need to cook the entire Jiuhao Islands and the surrounding wine sea."

Lu Mingfei’s brain crashed: “We?”

No wonder the godfather just asked Mansam if he was mentally prepared. It seemed like this was another cooking method that no mortal could bear.

Lu Zao nodded.

"Get ready and start work tomorrow."

After going out, Lu Mingfei looked at Domilot, who was relieved after handing in the report materials, and even had a bit of the mentality of "the boss works overtime and I'm off work", and after hesitating for a moment, he approached him.

"Um, Mr. Sous Chef, do you know what will happen tomorrow?"

Domilot's smile is very much like that of the Slit-Mouthed Woman or the reincarnation of the Joker, perfectly showing the advantages of having a big mouth.

“It’s certainly an interesting thing.”

"You probably haven't seen the boss seriously cooking independently. When the boss is cooking normally, his knife skills and cooking skills are only at the level of an ordinary beginner. This is the reason."

"If the boss really cooks seriously, other than Lord Sanhu, no one else will be able to eat a hot meal for three days."

Lu Mingfei twitched the corners of his mouth, and said reluctantly that he was looking forward to tomorrow's cooking.

The godfather who is the second in command is called BOSS, while the real boss Sanhu is called "Master". The internal ecology of this food club is really easy to understand.

Sanhu is indeed a top-level military deterrent who is only responsible for eating.

The next day, Chu Zihang and others were led to basins of clean water in a daze. There were chopping boards and kitchen knives placed next to them. From the reflection, it was obvious that they were high-end products.

Even Samson could not escape the impending cooking. Mansam also highly praised the body control ability of the pure-blooded dragon race, otherwise it would be very difficult to find a chopping board and a kitchen knife for Samson.

Chu Zihang immediately understood what was going on.

Wash hands and face, recite scriptures and offer incense.

Be sincere and have upright intentions, respect gods and ghosts.

Rituals and etiquette are often inseparable, and in the world of food, this ritual that needs to be performed before cooking is often related to the meaning of food.

Taking advantage of the time before the meeting started, Caesar uttered a few words and asked Chu Zihang what was going on.

He did not quite understand his mother's explanation. After all, his mother had too little understanding of the world. She could only explain it based on what she had seen and heard, which added another layer of cognitive impairment. Caesar did not believe in God, and he also burned down the church where his mother's funeral was held. If the Pope was not in front of him at the time, he would have shot the Pope without hesitation.

What's more, the untidy clothing and the straight standing posture made Caesar feel like he had entered a special forces training camp, which was even more outrageous. It felt like he would be heading to the front line in the next moment.

Chu Zihang was thinking in his mind, wondering how to explain this complicated and somewhat heavy religious ritual to Caesar.

Lu Mingfei next to him whispered something, and the sound was transmitted to Caesar's ears with the help of the kamaweasel.

In simple terms, Brother Zao is about to use his ultimate move.

Caesar understood immediately.

"handwashing."

"Clean your face."

"Hold the knife."

Domilot's tone was not intense, and his speaking speed even seemed a little slow and heavy due to the deliberate procrastination, which was enough to make the bystanders feel as if they were listening to a foreign language in a classroom.

But for the people on the field, their movements are unified and coherent. Under the guidance of the entire environment, all distracting thoughts are eliminated, and the only thing left in their eyes is the kitchen knife in their hands and the chopping board in front of them.

Domilot looked at Lu Zao who was in the front and maintaining the same posture. When everything in his perception became unified and harmonious, the final instruction came out of his mouth.

"cut."

The food police and chefs, who were already immersed in the atmosphere, ate everything in the air without hesitation. Although the few people who had practiced the etiquette of food remained independent and sober, they did not do anything unnecessary.

At the same time, the sound of the falling knife brought about the sound of wind. The air currents in the sky were pushed aside by the herbalists walking in the mountains like weeds and bushes, and the precious herbs came into view.

It was as if a drop of ink fell in the sky, and layers of black water waves with gold patterns spread out in all directions, and many things that had never been seen before appeared in everyone's sight.

It was as if the Creator wiped out other colors from the world, and the rare bit of gold was the last mercy.

Domilot's tone was calm, but his voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Everyone, start cooking."

The ritual entered a stable phase, which meant that I could use my own knife.

Chu Zihang walked to the side with the God-killing Sword in hand, and stopped when he came to a steaming pool. He looked up the name of this ingredient from the "Ingredients Atlas of Jiuhao Islands" distributed by IGO.

Hot Spring Drunken Shrimp, capture level 10.

The steaming natural wine hot spring has a unique aroma, and the water temperature of the hot spring varies depending on the distance between the pool water and the source. The pool water is also a different kind of wine.

The drunken shrimps have different flavors depending on the temperature and type of alcohol.

For example, the "Sweet White Wine Hot Spring" has relatively low water temperature. The hot spring drunken shrimps are tender and fresh. The sweetness of the shrimp meat blends with the taste of sweet white wine. Whether eaten directly or wrapped in bread and fried, it is a delicious dessert.

Chu Zihang took a look at the dark water and dark hot air in front of him. The drunken hot spring shrimps with a little golden light would occasionally move.

He immediately understood why the food illustration had to deliver the actual ingredients to the hands instead of having people write them down.

This color
If you ask Lao Lu to come and judge on the spot, he may not be able to tell what kind of ingredient it is in a short period of time, let alone the subsequent action which is more like treatment than cooking.

(End of this chapter)