Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"You really eat a lot. I haven't gotten used to the taste in all the time I've been here."

Walking on the market avenue, Piccolo was speechless when he saw Fan Wei holding a small paper bag and dipping a hard stone pancake into "river fish sauce". He could only express his inner feelings with a thumbs up.

What he said about people in the North District having a strong taste was not really a slander.

In addition to the top master's 'Four Color Cheese', there are also various foods that are acceptable to mortals but are equally terrible.

'River fish paste' is one of them.

Take the small two-finger fish caught from the Crystal River, a tributary of the big river, remove the scales and gills, put it directly into a ceramic jar with raw meat, sauerkraut and seasonings, and seal it for six months. The meat sauce with an indescribable pungent and sour smell is ready!

It is said that just by opening it, it can attract vultures from dozens of miles around!

It is even better than the restrained four-color cheese in terms of aroma.

This thing was invented in the past to deal with famine. After all, if it can be stored for a long enough time, it is better to faint from the stink than to starve to death.

In times of food shortage, there is no limit on the types of fish and meat, and sometimes a lot of "protein" from legs is added to increase the flavor. It is truly a complete dark cuisine.

But such a scene has not happened in Maze Street for a long time.

The river fish meat sauce that Fan Wei eats now is a high-end product made from real fish and raw beef.

"The taste is actually quite good. As long as you can overcome your aversion to sour and smelly smells, it will be a good ingredient to pair with food." Having defeated the four colors of cheese, the rest of the heavy-tasting foods became like level one monsters. Fan Wei said with ease.

Whether it was river fish pate, 'cellar brick' pickles, wool bag pickles, or fried mountain marrow, he could make them with ease.

Smell is not entirely bad. In fact, many delicacies and unique flavors created by humans are related to stinky smells. Fan Wei eats them to avoid wasting food.

The second is to draw inspiration from it, combine it with previous experience, and create a new menu.

"Don't mention it, I've already thought of a delicious dish! I'll make it for you to try later!" he said excitedly.

Piccolo and Kaso looked at each other in fear, and even Yunxin shrank her neck.

"Boss... Or, forget it..." She looked at the 'cellar brick' pickles that were said to be mixed with salt, squeezed tightly, pressed under stones, and left in the cellar until white frost formed.

There is also pickled meat made by washing the back of hunted rabbits without removing the internal organs, stuffing them with spices, and burying them in hair bags in cold caves to ferment.

And the simplest way is to pick up what seems to be usable animal bones directly from the mountains, crush them and extract the marrow to fry them.

To be honest, it doesn't look like something a normal person can eat!!!

Fan Wei smiled and shook his head. "Usually, the five flavors of food are sour, sweet, bitter, salty and fresh. These are the flavors that the taste buds can perceive. On this basis, spiciness is a sense of pain, and odor is a sense of smell."

"They have expanded the scope of taste to a greater extent."

"People have a sense of smell that is divided into front and back. Some foods smell bad when the front nasal sense of smell is in effect, but taste fragrant when the back nasal sense of smell is in effect. This is very common in many human diets."

"And have you noticed that most of the food I'm holding was invented by dwarves, and most people who like to eat it are dwarves."

"Perhaps it is because the dwarves' sense of smell is special that they can taste the freshness and fragrance in these disgusting and heavy-tasting foods, and that is why they include them in their diet."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, as if there was some truth to it.

"The dwarves' sense of smell is indeed more sensitive than that of humans, but not as strong as that of halflings." Kaso spoke, agreeing with Fan Wei's statement.

"But it seems useless to figure this out. It only means that only dwarves can enjoy these foods. Other races probably can't accept them."

"Haha, this is my role. Although the perception is different, the principle is the same."

Fan Wei tastes foods that humans cannot accept, allowing them to be sublimated in his mouth. "Even if there are differences, there are always commonalities, so we can live together."

"And I will find that commonality and make it a special food that everyone loves!"

This is what Fan Wei has always believed in, and it is also the role and responsibility of a chef, to create delicious food that touches everyone!

Misr's declaration and his powerful abilities made everyone secretly look forward to it.

They walked through the market, purchased some supplies, and then left the mountain town and headed towards the towering city attached to the limestone mountain ahead, where Piccolo and Kaso lived.

The North District is where many halflings and dwarves gather, and is also the location of the door to the third-level maze, the Molten Stone Crypt.

"We usually live on the third floor, helping the dwarf clans that mine minerals to kill monsters, and sometimes we explore the ruins along the lava river."

Following a wide staircase clinging to the edge of a towering cliff, the few of them climbed into the mountain city, and Piccolo stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Halfway up the mountain, you can see a huge cave hundreds of meters high in the center of the mountain. Deep in the cave is the faint blue light emanating from the door to the maze.

Through the wide railings, one can see an intricate railway network covering the entrance of the cave.

The ant-like little men directed the transport vehicles, pulling countless ores towards the smelter dug inside the mountain.

"This place produces all kinds of resources, including common ores, precious metals, gemstones, and oil and gas. When the third floor of the maze was discovered thousands of years ago, we dwarves once believed that it was a land blessed by the God of Hammer and Fire and the God of the Mountains!"

Kaso's tone was a little excited. "No more talking. Let's go to Kaso's house. I'll treat you to some ice beer stored deep in the cave!"

Hospitality is the byword of the dwarves. They walked through the bustling city streets and stopped in front of a mansion in an area where many dwarves lived. The mansion had a wide courtyard in front of it and a long and wide house half-deep into the rocks of the mountains.

"Number 27 Gravel Road is my home."

Kaso pushed open the gate and walked through the yard which was planted with many flowers and plants and a lush old tree. Although it was in dwarven style, one could see many traces of halfling and human design.

"Dad, why are you back?" Seeing Kaso through the window, a few little potatoes ran out of the house and threw themselves into their father's arms.

Dwarves are a race that values ​​family and clan. One of the manifestations of this is that they have many offspring. It is normal for a family to have four or five children.

Several dwarfs with round faces are very cute and look a bit like Kaso. A female dwarf with squinting eyes and a gentle face stands at the door, smiling at the children and her husband.

"Kasso, are your friends coming over? I'll go prepare the stew and barbecue." She asked in a long and slow voice.

"No need, Carlito, just bring a few barrels of beer!" In front of his family, the impatient mountain guard also laughed and pointed at Fan Wei behind him and said:

"This is Misr Fan! He is a true warrior and a first-class chef! Let's wait and enjoy the feast!"

"Wow!!" The eyes of several dwarfs suddenly lit up.

There is no child, no, it should be said that there is no one, who doesn’t like delicious food!

"Uncle Misle! Can you bake cakes? Can you make candies?" The dwarfs surrounded Fan Wei, put their arms around his thighs and asked.

"Haha, of course~"

Fan Wei rolled up his sleeves and responded to the children's expectations, "Let me show you my skills!"