Demon Sage

136 Mohall Street is a narrow restaurant, so narrow that there are only a few scattered tables, no waiter, no receptionist, only one person wearing a rice yellow plaid suit with blond hair standing on end The middle-aged man on his back is sitting by the window by the street with a book in his hand.

Donald pushed open the door and went in, and the man at the window closed his book and stood up.

“Hello, are you the boss of this restaurant? I’m here to dine.”

“Sorry, I only accept reservations here, because all dishes are by reservation I prepare it 2 to 3 hours in advance, and I don’t usually store ingredients in the back kitchen.”

The deep concave eye sockets make the manager’s eyes look very deep, the straight aquiline nose, the gap between his words His lips were always pressed together, as if restrained from any of his words.

He’s tall and straight, a bit stronger than Donald, but by no means fat, and his arms look longer than most, as do his palms.

“It doesn’t matter, I prepared my own ingredients. In fact, it is because of this special ingredient that I specifically found this meal. I need a professional chef to help me handle it.”

Placing the cloth wrap with the meat pieces on the table, Donald decides to taste the exotic meat.

“Bring your own ingredients… fresh blood-reeking qi, fresh from the body? With some fishy smell, but not fish…I can open it Is it?”

Before opening the cloth wrap, the manager’s nose twitched slightly on both sides, and he couldn’t stabilize the type of ingredients, which aroused his interest.

“Please.”

It was originally intended to be made by him, so naturally there is no saying that it can be opened or not.

“Go to the back kitchen, this is a place to eat, not suitable for discussing ingredients.”

The manager is very particular about food. Donald walks through the half-covered door at the back of the dining room.

Donald has never seen such a kitchen, whether in Preston or Demingham, most of the kitchens he has seen are composed of some simple appliances, and the restaurant’s The fire source used for cooking in the back kitchen is a machine that Donald can’t understand. The table in the center is extra large, and a three-layer square wooden rack in the center stores a large number of seasonings, from basic oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to Some Donald’s have never heard names, they’re all there.

“Anthony Purkins, the manager, waiter, and delivery person of this store are all me. This is my own store.”

Pick up from the side He came over to an iron plate, picked up two black leather gloves from the table, put them on, and looked at Donald while unwrapping the cloth.

“Donald Grant, a teaching assistant for the Imperial Family DeLorean.”

Donald’s attention remained on the ingredients he didn’t understand and the machines around him.

“Pink white meat, smells very light, the meat is firmer than those of the bulls on those farms, and at the same time quite elastic and stretchy, this is not the meat of ordinary creatures, is it? I often Invited by some people to their banquets, some of them have some special meats on their table banquets, but none of them are similar to what you brought… And depending on the freshness, it should be It seems that Mr. Grant’s identity has been cut down not long ago.”

Hawkins held a thin iron drill and tapped the meat pieces placed in the iron plate, cutting it with a knife. The next piece was put into his mouth, not shy about being a piece of meat just cut from the corpse, he raised his head Faintly smiled and said.

His voice was very low and slightly hoarse, but he could clearly understand what he was saying.

“Haha, is this important? I’m just a diner who comes to the door with special ingredients. Don’t worry, I cut the meat myself. As for the one who was cut, I should have no opinion. ”

Donald doesn’t care that his special identity is discovered. The reason is very simple. The person standing opposite him is also not an ordinary person. Others may not see it, but Donald immediately noticed the There is a problem with the knife.

It is very different from the kitchen knives of ordinary chefs. The short blade blade in Hawkins’s hand only looks clear to ordinary people, but in Donald’s Spirit Vision, it depicts a large number of complicated knives. There are icy blue mist constantly overflowing around.

This makes Donald a little happy, because it saves time explaining why the meat is so special.

“As you said, this meat is very good, can I know what kind of meat it is? To be honest, I don’t usually ask, but it does have something special, and I feel some special energy in it, You should understand.”

“Toad, a big deep blue toad, I heard that animal meat is good for the human body, so I cut the meat from its thighs, but asked me to cook it myself It’s a little troublesome, do you have any good cooking suggestions?”

Donald poked the meat on the table with his finger, it was obviously at room temperature, but the temperature of the part cut by Hawkins’ knife was obviously warmer than that The one next to it is lower.

“Toad meat? This is really a cooking challenge. I’ve taken your order. I have a special freezer here to store meat pieces. If you want, I can serve you these pieces of meat in different ways. Cooking, probably can cook several meals, and can be free of charge, but there is one condition, I want to get a part of it, about one-sixth.”

“No problem, but you need to do more, Pack two, I have to bring some for my friends.”

Finger is still at home, as for the extra portion, Donald is going to give it to Professor Cook, so that he can teach himself to prepare potions.

Hawkins didn’t like having others watch him cooking, so Donald was invited outside the kitchen to get free booze.

Watching the clock in the shop go by for fifteen minutes, Donald could smell an aroma, and then Hawkins came out with two steaming dishes.

“Because of the limitation of materials, this time is stir-frying, toad meat is the main food, accompanied by some vegetables and conch meat, try the taste.”

Hawkins sat opposite Donald , he also made a plate for himself.

Use a fork to pick up a piece of diced meat mixed with vegetables and stuff it into your mouth. The salty juice is combined with the lightness of the vegetables. The taste is perfect!

Drink a glass of iced orange juice and feel refreshed.

“Hmm…unbelievable, at first I didn’t really expect much of that creature’s taste.”

Donald moved the plate with his fork. The meat and conch meat from the spit were smashed into his mouth. He dared to say that this was the best thing he had ever eaten in this world.

“In fact, most of the meat or some parts of the alien beasts are more delicious than ordinary creatures, because the way of life of these creatures is different from that of domestic animals, and they have a variety of power, and this power will inevitably affect their flesh and blood. I should have said before that I helped some great characters cook, and I have seen a lot of them. On some overseas islands, there are many people who specially Hunting away, like the meat you bring to the market, at least 1kg 1 pound, but I don’t want your meat because they are valuable.”

Hawkins said this. Stopped, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

“Power! These alien meats can provide different reinforcements to the human body, right?”

Donald said the second half of the sentence.

“Totally correct, money is not the most important thing to us, I can vaguely feel that the part of the meat you cut can strengthen the leg muscles.”

Hawkins always paused in the process of chewing slowly, as if he was feeling something, it turned out that he was sensing a change in himself.

“Interesting, me too, I can feel my legs getting hot, a little… bloated,”

Donald has a more convenient way to tell the difference , turned on Spirit Vision, and his eyes stayed on his legs. As expected, both legs showed bright red, but when he turned his eyes to the opposite side, he found that Hawkins’ legs were emitting red and yellow colors, and deeper.

Obviously, Hawkins’ absorptive ability is much better than Donald’s. Donald thinks this is probably his innate talent, but he doesn’t say anything. The thing about innate talent is always The core secret of the heretics, the relationship between the two parties is not good enough to talk about this kind of thing.

“If you have time in the next few days, you’d better come and eat here. Meat always has its shelf life, and freezing can’t completely preserve its flavor. Except for breakfast, I will keep it for you. The next location, you are welcome to visit at any time, of course, if you are still satisfied with my craftsmanship, you can always come to me with new ingredients.”

“Of course, I will.”

“Of course, I will.”

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The two chatted while eating, without mentioning each other’s occupations or abilities, they were talking about the recipe for tomorrow’s dishes, don’t look at Donald himself, but he has never eaten pork and seen pigs. run isn’t it? He came from the country of delicious food that is known to fly in the sky, swim in the sea, and run on the ground.

Donald’s views and cooking methods are very interesting to Hawkins, a cook from another world, especially the kind of pot he mentioned. Try to make.

Many times, making friends is very important to fate. It is rare for Donald to chat with people so speculatively. No one will refuse food.

Donald left with two boxes of freshly made toad meat in his hand. He took the car back to Imperial Family DeLorean and went to Professor Cook’s laboratory first. As for Finger at home, cat tongues can’t be eaten hot. Something, it’s okay to cool down for a while.

The afternoon is Professor Cook’s working time. When Donald came in, he was conducting experiments and kept recording some data. The workbench was full of bottles and jars, which made Donald involuntarily think Own innate talent potion configuration.

“Professor, I brought you a fried frog meat with conch shells. Eat it while it’s hot, it’s good for your body.”

“Oh, wait a moment, I’ll make it right away. Good.”

Donald was not in a hurry, put the frog meat on the table, and gently tore a small mouth to let the smell out.