Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

No, are you serious?

The bright holy light cleared the darkness in the room, and clearly reflected the surprise and enthusiasm on everyone's face. Dust looked at the shining Fan Wei who "created things out of thin air".

The different colored eyes trembled, feeling shocked and shocked!

He clearly denied that he had any connection with God...he clearly acted as if nothing had happened...but this man clearly performed a miracle!

The round pot fell to the ground with a thud that sounded like the ringing of a bell, stirring up waves in everyone's hearts.

Saint Misr Fan raised his finger and pointed to the sky. After saying "Let there be a pot", he continued solemnly, "Let there be fire and hot springs."

Under the cauldron, the golden sun god fire was burning, and Fan Wei raised his hand and used magic to condense the water in the air.

The dryness of winter made this activity quite difficult, but fortunately he had the help of magical materials.

"God said, people should enjoy delicious food and have fun!"

The mixed-race people who lived in darkness and hardship had never seen such a grand scene. They looked at Fan Wei, who was standing in front of the flames and the pot, with holy light effects blooming all over his body.

This is definitely not a messenger from God. If you say that the true God has come, they will believe it!

Seeing that the publicity effect was almost achieved, Fan Wei slowly dispersed the holy light, leaving only a luminous ball of light.

Then he couldn't wait to start cooking.

From the moment he arrived here, Fan Wei felt the ubiquitous hunger lingering around people. For a decent chef, this was simply unbearable!

After cooperating with Dust to complete the religious propaganda, he immediately returned to his role as a chef.

Food is the most basic and important thing for human survival. As the saying goes, man is iron and rice is steel. The body is the capital of revolution. If you are not full, how can you have the energy to cause trouble!

"My Lord, what are you going to do?"

Someone among the mixed race asked respectfully and cautiously, "Fan Wei's posture really looks like cooking, doesn't it?" Although they were looking forward to it, didn't the 'nameless light' they believed in advocate a simple life?

"Well, the messenger of God is not wrong. He is spreading the gospel for God. You just need to believe in him devoutly."

It can't be said that the previous religious rules were all made up in order to appease people's hearts. Dust brought out the ultimate power of religious superstition - the right of interpretation belongs to the gods!

If you have any questions, why not ask the gods?

Everyone was silent, and they all gathered in a circle and looked at Fan Wei with some nervous anticipation.

"......" The mood was full of excitement. With Fan Wei's current skills and realm, cooking was no longer a simple labor. He had to make food.

It is closely related to what he feels, thinks, and even the mood he has.

What do people who still look gray under the sunlight need? Warmth, healing, and hope!

Let the light shine through the food! Mobilizing the materials in the food storage space, Fan Wei took out the monsters he had harvested on the island when searching for the Dream Flower.

From birds and beasts to amphibians and fish, there is everything.

He closed his eyes and sniffed the cold air, and his mind naturally came to a steaming soup, Western style, filled with the scent of onions, basil and thyme.

Rich yet lightly sweet meat flavor, the decision is for you, 'thick stew'!

The silver light shines, and the silver heart of the kitchen knife sparkles. Wild monsters are like wild animals, and their muscles are lean and firm due to a lot of exercise.

Chef Fan’s knife skills are beautiful, and he can separate the skin and flesh in just a few strokes.

The fresh monsters that still have body temperature are detoxified, and quick-reaction magic is applied to the meat, allowing it to naturally produce certain amino acids under the action of enzymes, making it the most delicious.

Take out the treasured dragon oil, heat it over medium heat, pour a large pot of fresh meat into the pan and fry it until it turns a beautiful brown color.

Take some large bones and miscellaneous meat and boil them into clear soup with water.

Orange ginger and ivory shallots added to the boiling water make the cooking meat taste wild and tempting. The hungry people around were seduced by the aroma and could hardly take their eyes off the cooking pot.

The tempting pieces of meat were fried to perfection. Fan Wei scooped some out with a spoon and handed them to the eager children with a smile.

Although it is not cooked yet and has not reached its most delicious state, there is never a limit to the enjoyment of food, and being able to bring more satisfaction to the children increases its meaning!

Looking at the piece of meat 'given' by the messenger of God, the mixed-bloods became a little agitated. In fact, they were almost going crazy with hunger.

But seeing the smile on the messenger's face and the excitement of the children, everyone felt strength in their hearts, suppressed their anxiety, and waited with greater anticipation.

The onion ball was chopped into shreds with lightning-fast knife skills.

The white filaments are dropped into the cooking oil pan, stir-fried until soft, and then minced garlic is added, and the warm aroma of the mixture is immediately aroused.

Wandering in this abandoned house where no delicious smell has appeared for who knows how long.

Dust stood with the mixed-bloods, swallowing their saliva pitifully in the aroma. The food had been insufficient for a long time, and the suppression of appetite by willpower was now being cut open layer by layer!

She also revealed a desire as innocent as a child.

Fan Wei moved quickly and with great grace. He sprinkled in some flour to increase the thickness, picked up the soup pot and poured in the freshly cooked broth.

There are also mellow ales and a few glasses of sweet and sour red wine.

Stir, stir, let the ingredients embrace each other.

He held his breath and concentrated, reaching out his hand to brush the surface of the soup. Extraordinary power burst out at this moment, and the soul unique to the food was born!

The thick soup, brown fried meat, potatoes, sweet radishes, and herbs from another world make this sacred dish burst with a unique vitality!

There is nothing left for Fan Wei to do.

Time, fire, and the vitality of the food itself will bring it to perfection, yes, and the soul within the soul!

Using the acceleration magic again, after stewing for more than ten minutes, salt and pepper appeared in Fan Wei's hand. He sprinkled them into the soup pot elegantly and stirred it thoroughly.

When the stew, with its rich flavor and magical voice, stops spinning.

Pairs of eyes were also fixed firmly on the soup.

Ding~! There was a crisp sound, like a silver bell. Fan Wei took out a soup spoon and knocked on the edge of the pot, then slowly opened his left arm. "It's time to eat, devout believers!"

If there is a heavenly sound in the world that can penetrate the soul, all the mixed-bloods present here will guarantee it.

This was the first sound they had ever heard in their lives.

"Praise the Lord, praise the nameless light!" A pious, fanatical and choking cry came from nearby, "Praise the messenger of God who brought the gospel! Praise Mr. Misr Fan!"

Fan Wei found the tableware and handed the bowl and spoon full of broth to the first person.

Everyone gathered around him, but kept a distance from the soup pot.

This scene is so sacred that it is hard to describe, just like a baptism.

It's indescribable, because there's no concept of delicious or super tasty at all...When everyone used their weak and trembling hands to inhale the aroma and put the broth into their mouths.

It was as if their whole bodies were pierced through!

The strong taste of bliss pours into the whole body without any explanation!

Irresistible and magnificent power! Like a flood rushing into the desert, it crushes and scatters the spirit, will, and soul, and finally turns into tears.

The power of food awakens vitality in the dry wasteland!

There was no praise or exclamation, only the emotion and joy of being reborn.

Temperature, energy, and even "light"! From the tongue, throat, esophagus, and stomach, impacting the heart and brain, endless power was released vigorously!

"This is..." The best thing they've ever eaten.

"This is..." Undoubtedly the blessing of God!

In the dark night, Saint Mithr shines in front of the pot! He is perfect, pure and sweet, warm as fire, mellow and psychedelic, vanilla is the flower that praises him, meat and wine are the gift of his salvation.

Gonia, who was far away in the maze street, woke up from her dream and suddenly felt a powerful force of faith surging inexplicably.

This power is like a torrent, but strangely it cannot be mobilized.

As she was examining the God of Gourmet in confusion, she suddenly thought of that stupid mortal. Could it be that the God of Gourmet was still obsessed with that guy?

A sour feeling of jealousy suddenly welled up in my heart!

"Is it delicious?" Fan Wei finished the last bowl of broth. He was afraid that if he made too much, it would be too much for the people who had been hungry for a long time, so he just made the right amount.

Holding the bowl, closing my eyes and immersing myself in the taste of the delicious meat, sweet vegetables, and rich and fragrant hot soup, I suddenly began to shed tears of sadness from the corners of my eyes.

"A little late..."

It was just a little bit late. If I could have met him earlier... Would my companion who died not long ago not have to leave? I could have tasted this delicious food as well...

Thinking of this, I am filled with deep sorrow.

(ps There is still one chapter left, I will post it as soon as it is revised!

Everyone's urging is very useful, at least they are much more active than usual. ??? )