I became the King of Ryukyu

Steaming the mung bean jelly is time-consuming, taking forty minutes to solidify completely. Zheng Yi asked Che Ye and Xiao Pang to keep an eye on the heat of the mung bean jelly while he took advantage of the break to prepare the baked buns.

But little did he know, what difference was there between this and sending a monkey to see the peaches? The chubby boy's beady green eyes darted around.

The dough, rested on the cutting board for half an hour, is kneaded until it becomes elastic. All-purpose flour is mixed with warm water and a little salt, without adding yeast, and the layers are created by using oil.

Zheng Yi then took the dry flour and refined lard, scalded it into a golden oil pastry, pinched off equal portions of dough, rolled them into thin round wrappers, spread a layer of oil pastry evenly on them, rolled them tightly into a dough cylinder, sealed the ends and flattened them, and then rolled them into palm-sized round baked dough pieces.

Since there was no way to temporarily set up a vertical hanging stove, the iron wok used for cooking was placed on the coal fire, and the heat was controlled entirely by feel.

In izakayas (Japanese pubs) on the four main islands of Japan, stir-fried dishes are all called Chinese cuisine. But in Okinawa, traditional cuisine is more like that of Fujian and Zhejiang than Japan, and stir-frying is a local home-style cooking method.

The cast iron pots from Ichishin Izakaya are of very good quality, with even and thick iron blanks.

Zheng Yi heated the pan until it was warm, without adding any oil. He placed the flatbreads one by one on the pan and slowly baked them over medium-low heat. Once one side had light brown charred lines, he flipped them over, covered them with a wooden lid, and simmered them for two minutes. The flatbreads slowly puffed up and layered, and the aroma of wheat mixed with the fragrance of lard filled the entire shop.

Once both sides are set and have a hard crust, place the flatbread on the inside of the iron pan over the remaining heat to bake it. The outer skin will become crispy layer by layer, while the inside will be soft and fluffy, crumbling at the slightest touch.

At this point, the imitation donkey meat in the pressure cooker is simmered with star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, and rock sugar to create a savory and fragrant broth. It is so tender that it can be easily pierced with chopsticks. After turning off the heat, it is soaked in the broth to fully absorb the flavor.

Zheng Yi scooped up a piece, placed it on a wooden chopping board, and quickly chopped it up. The diced meat, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, was soaked in the braising liquid, and he also chopped some crisp green peppers to accompany it.

As the grill is baked over the fire, the steamer basket is opened, and the aroma of hot meat wafts out.

The steamed mung bean curd is firm and amber in color. When you cut it open, you can see small pieces of meat embedded in the translucent starch jelly. It is bouncy but not mushy.

Zheng Yi unmolded the square pan by turning it upside down, cut it into thick slices with a cleaver, and then fried it after it cooled. It is best eaten with baked flatbread to cut through the greasiness.

He took a freshly baked hot flatbread, sliced ​​it open from the side without cutting it completely, placed two pieces of cooled braised meat on top, then filled it with chopped braised "donkey meat," and sprinkled a pinch of chopped green peppers. The crispy crust of the flatbread softened a bit from being soaked in the meat juice, and the starchy braised meat was soft, chewy, and juicy, which neutralized the heaviness of the "donkey meat."

You have made 30 fake braised pork belly and 30 fake donkey meat sandwiches.

Your cooking skills have improved.

Your dish [Delicious] +1

The dishes you create have a certain chance of triggering an emotional outburst in diners and causing their clothes to rip off.

Ah this?

Looking at the last notification, Zheng Yi broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at the cutting board, where chopped braised meat was placed on one end and crispy baked buns were stacked on the other, while braised meat broth was kept warm in a small earthenware pot.

The system says there are thirty portions, but there are only twenty-six on the cutting board!

On the other side, Tetsuya, the chubby boy, had grease all over his mouth, his school uniform torn and tossed aside. He was shirtless, twisting and turning, spouting lewd remarks.

This is absolutely awful!

Zheng Yi quickly ordered him to change into some home clothes.

Even with the lord's power over his vassals, Tetsuya still went upstairs in a swaying manner.

It seems to be a strong crowd control skill?

That was a mistake; I forgot to give this guy the order not to steal any food!

Of course, even if an order is given, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not steal food.

Zheng Yi has roughly figured out the function of this recruitment system. For normal people, apart from being able to communicate and share information in real time, it cannot completely affect their minds.

In terms of control, it's roughly the same as Liu Bei's control over Zhang Fei.

It wouldn't be difficult for Liu Bei to ask Zhang Fei to commit suicide, but ordering him not to drink and cause trouble would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Zheng Yi quickly checked the remaining braised meat and baked flatbread.

【Premium Stewed Noodles (Fake): Deliciousness -5. Compared to authentic stewed noodles, it does not increase strength, but doubles the fat gain.】

【Premium Donkey Meat Sandwich (Fake): Deliciousness -5. Compared to authentic donkey meat sandwiches, it does not increase growth speed; instead, it doubles fat gain.】

Even as a chef, Zheng Yi couldn't tell which dishes were ordinary and which were superb dishes that would make your clothes explode if you ate them.

It's practically Schrödinger's cat; you can't tell if the cat is alive or dead without opening the box.

In addition, these braised buns are incredibly high in calories, practically a fattening machine.

Tetsuya probably ate at least 8,000 calories just now.

An eight-year-old elementary school student ate 8,000 calories in one meal. Is this poet?

Fortunately, Zheng Yi checked Cheye's status on the general panel and found that his health bar was full and his mana was plentiful, meaning he was in his prime.

Zheng Yi even discovered that Cheye Xiaopang's experience had actually increased significantly, making him comparable to his previous victories against Japanese pirates and ronin.

Zheng Yi was relieved and believed that Cheye-kun was indeed a genius with extraordinary talent, one in a million.

The evening breeze swept past the window, and the embers in the stove flickered. Zheng Yi ordered Che Ye, the little fat boy, to test the food for poison. Fortunately, both the braised meat and the baked bun were foods that could be cut. As long as he cut off a part and ate it first, he could determine whether the food had that embarrassing "clothes-bursting" effect.

"What are you doing?!"

Yuki had a dream in which her mother descended from heaven and gently embraced her. Yuki offered her a dish she had prepared herself. Her mother took a bite, and just as she was about to smile with maternal love, her face twitched violently. Then, with a pained expression, she clutched her throat and said, "I... I cannot become a Buddha..."

She woke up screaming in a cold sweat, clutching her chest, and found herself being put back on the fourth floor.

Then she ran downstairs and saw her younger brother dancing in the flickering lights!

Like Gu Yuhuan, I think the Hu Xuan dance is quite beautiful.

Your speed +2

You have reached the [Beginner Runner 2/5] level.

This woman had a somewhat goofy side, and Zheng Yi's attention was slightly drawn to the notification message that popped up in front of him.

"Fukuzumi-kun, secretly enjoying delicious Chinese food is a serious crime, you know. Could this be something you made?"

Even Zheng Yi's current speed as a beginner runner couldn't stop Youji's movements.

Just like yesterday when she put a protective charm on Zheng Yi, her delicate hand seemed to traverse countless dimensions, swiftly picking up a small piece of burnt bread.

"No, that's not allowed!" Zheng Yi's eyes widened, and he stretched out Er Kang's hand, desperately trying to stop him.

But it was too late.

boom!

He was thrown off balance by a gust of air, and a blinding golden light shot into the sky.

Zheng Yi quickly pulled Che Ye and the chubby boy out of the kitchen, and then closed the kitchen curtain.

Soon, the sound of clothes ripping came from the kitchen, along with a voice he had never heard before, Yuki's cool and aloof tone uttering the most provocative lines...