T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

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According to his information, the important figures in Xiuye do not have the habit of eating internal organs.

If he can win them over with praise, then he'll be even more certain.

No help in the kitchen; all tasks, including chopping and washing vegetables, must be done independently.

The custom-made knife made by Cuttlefish was much sharper than he had imagined. The local blacksmith had put a lot of effort into forging it, and the result was that he was able to pierce through the chopping board with a single stroke.

That's such a craftsman's spirit! I'll buy the whole set from them next time!

In return, they received a thick tree stump, and the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves chopping vegetables echoed in the kitchen.

Gazing at the clean, swift cutting speed and the afterimage of the blade, Hammons became interested in the seemingly too heavy and wide cleaver in the squid's hand.

He praised both the man and the kitchen knife repeatedly.

Hammons' friends are all potion makers who often eat at Hammons's expense. Although they have limited knowledge of cooking, they can still appreciate the beauty of the squid's coordinated movements.

Such a robust and large body, yet when it comes to preparing ingredients, it seems effortless and skillful, a stark contrast that makes them want to applaud.

When it came time to stir-fry, after heating the wok, Cuttlefish reached out to test the temperature and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Lord Hammons, please adjust the temperature for me."

The highest mountain of the decaying leaf potion master readily agreed, his face beaming with excitement.

"This temperature is already very high, do you want it to be even higher?"

"Yes, higher, I want a big fire."

When the iron pot was forged, Cuttlefish had already tested its heat resistance.

The different materials make the iron pots in Anna World more durable.

"Okay, I'll control the temperature. Shout it out loud, make sure you don't miss the right heat."

Stir-fried Double Crispy is a dish that requires precise control of heat; it needs to be stir-fried over high heat until it's ready to serve.

If you overcook it, it will become tough and chewy.

Cuttlefish slides marinated fresh pork belly tips and chicken gizzards into a wok and deep-fries them.

In an instant, the kitchen was filled with the sizzling sound of oil frying.

Before anyone could react, the squid was quickly stir-fried and served.

In the blink of an eye, a dish was ready to serve.

"Oh, that's it?"

Is it ripe yet?

The squid glanced at the red-hot bottom of the pot and was very satisfied with the performance of the new pot.

He said, "Lord Hammons, please tell your friends to enjoy this dish quickly, because it won't taste the same if it's left out of the pot for too long."

As he spoke, he continued working on the remaining three dishes.

Hammons had been a gourmet for a long time, tasting all sorts of ingredients, and in his eyes, offal was a delicacy.

His friends were somewhat resistant, but...

The elves of Devilland seem to have some skill; I've wanted to try the food from another continent for a long time but never had the chance.

With the intention of just having a taste, everyone took a spoonful.

The sauce was bright and glistening with oil, and the crispy bits on the spoon were still slightly chewy.

Hammons vaguely remembered that, just before taking it out of the pot, the squid seemed to have poured a spoonful of white water into the pot, which gave the dish its glossy and bright color.

wonderful.

"crunch, crunch..."

It was as if the crispy fried dough twists had punched them in the mouth, turning their oral cavity into a battlefield, their tongues locked in fierce combat. The crunchy echoes of chewing gradually transformed each Leaf Spirit's initial resistance into...

"Wow, not bad."

"So crispy, so hot, so delicious."

"It's a little oily... I need to get some beans."

"No, this dish should be served with rice, preferably Anna rice, which is the most filling."

"Hey, eat slowly, don't let your spoon hit the plate, it sounds awful."

"It's alright, you can be more polite then."

The more Hammons chewed, the more fragrant it became, and the more fragrant it became, the more he wanted to chew.

I couldn't help but feel resentful towards these old friends.

In the past, people used to find a certain flavor in talking about offal, and everyone would hold their noses and express their disgust.

If it's something an elf from another continent would do, I'd gladly give it a try.

Is the moon on another continent really that round?

But... it's so delicious! He makes it with offal himself, but it doesn't taste this good.

There will be some offal smell, but if you completely remove the offal smell by soaking, it feels like the original flavor of the ingredients has been completely destroyed, and you are just eating a piece of rotten meat.

How to strike the right balance has always been a source of struggle for him.

This is a real gem!

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One dish is delicious, every dish is delicious.

The lime-baked worms were served and immediately devoured.

The taste and presentation are impeccable.

Having long burrowed into the tender flesh of the fruit, indulging in the sweet and sour flavors of the lime, the worms neutralize the slightly cloying sweetness of the fruit itself.

This is also a dish that requires precise timing; if overcooked, the worms will become shriveled and tough.

Talent, absolute talent.

It's astonishing that a newcomer from another continent could cook the specialty dishes of the Kuchiba region so skillfully.

The two dishes, cooked to perfection, demonstrate solid skill, as if they were from a renowned lineage of professional chefs.

Shredded chicken offers a completely different experience.

They witnessed the entire process of squid tearing the chicken apart by hand, a brutal and unrefined act.

It lacks the artificial beauty of "distinct strands" that court chefs strive for.

The shredded chicken is juicy and topped with a complex sauce made from various ingredients, making each strand of meat seem like a living creature soaked in umami flavor, bouncing between your teeth and releasing a rich meaty aroma.

Hammons was overjoyed by the series of pleasant surprises.

Originally, I was thinking of participating in a special culinary competition to discover some new dishes, improve them, and promote them. Unexpectedly, new dishes were delivered to my door.

With this in mind, he couldn't help but look forward to the last dish, braised pork with potatoes.

Even those who were usually indifferent to potatoes couldn't help but urge, "Hurry up and bring it out!"

Simmer the potatoes until they are very soft, then mash them slightly with a spoon after cooking to allow them to absorb the sauce.

I took a small bite, and apart from the difference in the sauce, it wasn't too different from the home-cooked dishes I used to make for everyone in my previous life.

Because the stewing time was not long enough, the sauce flavor was slightly lacking, but that didn't stop the dish from being a great accompaniment to rice.

He tasted it before it was done cooking, and the potatoes were soft and delicious, without the muddy taste that the Leaf Elves usually complained about.

With great confidence, the dish was served, and Hammons and the others ate spoonfuls of meat and spoonfuls of potatoes.

The rich, creamy sauce spreads throughout the mouth first, setting the stage for an amazing taste sensation.

The braised meat, which the cuttlefish still felt wasn't quite right, sizzled and danced on everyone's tongues with great fanfare. As they chewed and ground it, the deeper flavors of the spices and the meat itself were fully released, leaving a lingering fragrance on their lips and teeth.

Satisfaction and contentment were written all over their faces.

The squid felt much more at ease.

"No problem, come on, convert to the Potato Cult!"

Hammons' expression suddenly changed, and his chewing movements slowed down considerably.

He gently rubbed it with the tip of his tongue, his lips already pursed.

Everyone looked troubled.

The cuttlefish hurriedly asked, "Muddy smell?"

Hammons nodded helplessly.

"That shouldn't be the case; I can't taste any muddy or fishy flavor."

Some people couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Everyone says this is a good ingredient, and the Anar people love to eat it, but it seems that we Leaf Elves still have no chance to get it."

"The elves of Devland can eat it, but we can't?"

The squid realized where the problem lay.

The Leaf Sprites seem to have an innate sense of taste that is picky and disdainful of potatoes.

The Anan people can eat potatoes, and other types of elves are also fine with them, but those who have never been used to eating potatoes since childhood will associate them with a muddy taste as soon as they taste them.

"However, stewed meat is also delicious."

"Yes, potatoes should taste good too, it's just our problem."

"If this were placed in Anna, it would be a dish that would make their mouths water."

Hammons' friends offered their condolences and gave the squid a high score.

Cuttlefish squeezed the potatoes that were still unused on the stove.

"I'll try again."

No one stopped them.

It's good to be willing to try; there's no need to discourage that enthusiasm.

"Hiccup~~"

I might not be able to eat anymore.

Peel the potatoes, cut them into strips, blanch them, and drain.

Hammons became interested; this step was clearly different from the previous stewing process.

Heat the pan, pour in... so much oil? That's at least half a pan full.

The strips of potatoes are deep-fried in oil, then deep-fried again until each one turns golden brown. After draining the oil, they are arranged on a plate and sprinkled with a little salt.

Seeing that the squid had no further steps, everyone was surprised.

"Is that it, ready?"

"Try it?"

Squid handed the plate to everyone, and Hammons became the first to eat crab.

He picked up a stick and put it in his mouth.

Everyone else stared intently.

Hammons' Adam's apple bobbed as he finished chewing and swallowing.

"How is it?" Cuttlefish asked nervously.

Hammons frowned, looked at the fries, then at the potatoes not far away, and finally fixed his gaze on the squid.

"What kind of magic did you use?"

"It doesn't taste muddy anymore. Try it, all of you should try it."

Upon hearing this, the others looked on incredulously.