T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

The squid said confidently, "Then today should be Lord Hammons' lucky day, because you have already won."

An old woman smiled and said, "Don't rush. Whether it's lucky or not, you'll only know after you've tasted it. If it's not good, I can just not admit it."

Hammons smiled warmly as he looked at the tomato and beef brisket in his bowl.

"Is the portion so small?"

The squid tilted its head back and glanced around; each person could only get a small half-bowl.

He quickly explained, "We came in a hurry and didn't prepare many ingredients."

"Then why did you try so many bites?"

The squid was stunned; it turned out it had seen everything.

Hammons saw through everything and was just waiting for his remedial statement.

The kingdom's chief potion master, like a child, was just waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

The rustling sounds of chewing and swallowing filled the hall. Squid's gaze swept across the faces of everyone eating, and he immediately understood the situation.

"Hiss... The sweet and sour flavors are just right, delicious."

"It's so hot, I wasn't planning on having any main dishes... Well, Hammons, I suppose you wouldn't mind if I had a few slices of bread?"

A plate of bread was brought to the table. Several people tore the bread apart, dipped it in the tomato and beef sauce in the bowl, and put it in their mouths, nodding as they chewed.

Others have a dark green bean as their staple food, a spoonful of beans and a spoonful of broth, and they are equally satisfied.

"The meat is tender, but the sinewy parts still have some chewiness. The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, creating a very complex flavor."

"I misjudged it."

Even the old woman who made the bet with Hammons couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Your muscles, weren't they forged for fighting? How did you develop such excellent cooking skills?"

The squid's mouth curled up.

It was exactly the same as what he remembered.

The tastes of the Leaf Elves have been assimilated by the culture of Anar over the centuries. As long as the food is cooked to the tastes of the Anar people, it is impossible to get a bad review.

Thinking of this, he humbly lowered his head: "I honed my cooking skills for my loved ones and friends, and I also developed this physique to protect them."

A perfect answer.

Hammons couldn't suppress the admiration in his eyes.

His friends sitting next to him also expressed their approval.

Hammons waved away the waiters, and only after there were no other people in the room did he ask with concern.

How did you get to Anna?

Cuttlefish repeated the story he had told the Red Tea Tribe before.

With the corroboration of the black tea tribe, his identity cannot be faked.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing that he had fallen into the Red Tea Tribe, everyone present wore strange smiles.

The young people even covered their mouths to keep themselves from losing control and laughed unrestrainedly.

Hammons couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

"I know why you stole the food... It's your luck that it fell into the Red Tea Village; they are easygoing and friendly."

"It's your misfortune that you have such excellent cooking skills, but you ended up in a place where cooking skills are scarce. Your mouth and stomach must have been suffering these days, right?"

"To be honest, don't you think the food eaten by the Red Tea Tribe is a bit strange?"

It turns out that the other Leaf Elves also found the Red Tea Tribe eerie, and even felt sympathy for them upon hearing about it.

Why is that fragrant fermented bean curd wine able to be sold in the capital and seems to be very popular?

The cuttlefish maintained its tact.

"There are local delicacies with black tea, but they don't suit my taste. That's my problem, not theirs."

Hammons laughed.

The others present couldn't help but clap their hands.

"You're very good at talking."

"Nobody teases you like we do, kid."

"Hamons, I like this guy."

Chapter 565 The food from another continent is just so good

Hammons then posed the question to the squid.

"The portion was too small; it only filled my stomach a little. What should we do?"

The squid, of course, wouldn't let this opportunity pass by and responded immediately.

"Please allow me to use your kitchen and ingredients."

Hammons readily agreed, and took the opportunity to bring his friends to watch.

Previously, viewing it from a distance through the projection crystal was somewhat hazy, leaving one wanting more.

Since the squid didn't need any help in the kitchen, all the servants were dismissed.

Hammons was a gourmand and a food enthusiast, so the kitchen in the manor was expanded to a size almost the same as the main hall where guests had just been entertained.

The baking oven, which occupies nearly 20 square meters, is large enough to prepare meals for hundreds of people at the same time.

Fermented sauce barrels can be found throughout the kitchen cellar, containing the salty, savory, and sweet flavors that Anna and Kuchiha love most, as well as the extremely rare "Fish Essence" produced exclusively in the Kuchiha Kingdom.

Hammons opened a vat of fully fermented food to show the squid, and he immediately understood.

It's fish sauce.

Encased in the essence of ice elements, the ice tank in the corner of the kitchen functions like a refrigerator, where ingredients needed for the day are retrieved from the warehouse in advance and placed in it.

All kinds of seasonal vegetables and fresh produce are available.

Hammons also uses more variety in his kitchen utensils than the average chef.

In addition to traditional kitchen knives and spoons, he also incorporated measuring cups, syringes, and droppers used by potion makers into the kitchen.

He created a special booklet to quantify seasonings, striving to closely link "taste" with visible standards.

The driving force behind Hammons's continuous research is his love of food.

As the kingdom's chief potion master, his status and achievements have surpassed those of 99 percent of the people on the continent of Anna.

He has the ability and the time to focus on personal enjoyment.

There are few things that can satisfy him materially, so if he wants to go further, he has to take matters into his own hands.

The special cooking competition was organized by him to promote the development of folk food culture.

It doesn't cost much, so why not?

The squid realized it had met a real foodie today.

As long as Hammons's taste buds can be satisfied, he can easily survive in the dead leaf for 3 years.

Not too far from Windpod City, and with Hammons's connections, his safety is guaranteed; he might even receive a hefty reward.

Hehe, when the time comes, I'll show up in Fengjia City with the money I've earned. If these unlucky guys haven't made any money, I'll be the one who turns the tide.

"Use whatever you like, we're waiting for you to start the meal."

Not revealing personal tastes and preferences, only saying "whatever" clearly implies a test.

On the long platform made of bricks and stones, the suspended iron pot that could be raised and lowered was removed and replaced with a thin-skinned iron pot forged by the cuttlefish himself.

At a glance, Hammons could tell that the squid's iron pot was much thinner than the copper and iron pots used in their kitchen.

He couldn't help but touch his chin, lost in thought.

Would you mind if I showed you some other kitchen utensils you don't need for the time being?

The cuttlefish politely said, "Please go ahead."

Hammons tossed the frying pan in his hand; it felt light and easy to handle, and when he swung it around, it whistled through the air.

Having cooking experience, he immediately judged that this type of small pot was perfect for one- or two-person field teams to quickly and easily prepare food that needed simple frying.

Roasting and heating dry food to make a paste is far better than using a regular stove.

Just as I was about to look at the other items, the people around me made surprised noises.

Hammons looked up and saw Squid pull out the potato he had bought with a Lion King silver coin from his pocket.

I didn't add squid to the tomato beef brisket dish earlier.

It's too precious; he wants to eat it all himself as an extra meal.

"Um, I'd like to try making a dish with potatoes, I wonder if that's okay?"

"Potatoes, is that what Devland calls them?" Hammons glanced at his troubled companion and chuckled. "I don't know if Devland potatoes are good or not. Here, it's hard to please everyone."

"It's alright, I'll just try it. There are other dishes too."

Hammons nodded: "But there's only one potato; it's not enough for everyone to have a taste."

The others realized what was happening too: "Yeah, why did you only prepare one?"

Now it was the squid's turn to look troubled.

However, this indirectly reveals his current financial situation.

Sure enough, everyone present couldn't help but laugh upon hearing his explanation.

"This is what the Black Tea Tribe is like."

"What bad luck, what bad luck."

Hammons waved his hand and ordered his men to immediately sell off the procurement.

The squid was speechless. Even the gluttonous Hammons didn't have potatoes in his warehouse. The elves of the decaying leaves really disliked them.

That's strange. Are potatoes in this world really that bad?

While waiting for the potatoes to arrive, the squid menu was finalized.

One of the dishes I learned from a game is lime gratin.

The fruit worm is a plump, thumb-sized worm that feeds on berries and is white and chubby.

An inappropriate analogy based on appearance would be a giant baby maggot.

They are omnivorous, and when there are no berries, they will gnaw on leaves and bark. They are considered pests in the world of Ana and are widely hated by various races that call the forest home.

However, due to its delicious taste, it is positioned in the Ana world similarly to their sandworms.

Before they could do anything evil, the leaf sprites would swarm them, snatch them up, and cook them.

The worm farming industry is also a local specialty industry. It's all about raising these worms for food, even the goddess of the forest might find them repulsive.

One of Cuttlefish's signature dishes is shredded chicken.

Before the boundary between the real and the virtual, they were basically stuck together.

Before the age of 30, I stayed in the Cantonese-speaking world, and chicken and duck were always on my table. In the process of cooking them in different ways, my hand-shredded chicken, which can be served as a main dish or a snack, was very popular.

It's a pity the ovens here can't be used for roast duck, otherwise I could have shown off my skills.

The next dish was an experimental dish.

Since everyone says potatoes have a muddy taste, he stews potatoes with meat, uses a rich sauce to mask it, and adds the aroma of braised meat, which should be able to cover it up, right?

If all else fails, he'll resort to unorthodox methods, adding a couple of drops of fish sauce to enhance the flavor.

Fish sauce can't completely mask the muddy, fishy smell of potatoes, can it?

He said it was unreasonable to say potatoes were bad; he wanted to prove that potatoes were divine!

The last dish was a complimentary side dish.

Deep-fried double crispy.