Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 272 I Call It The Gout Package

Dorn estimated that Long Niang was really drunk, so he would make a mess when sending things out.

“How much has she drunk? I’m afraid that I will make a sober soup for her later.” Donn calmly stretched out his hand and pressed his temple, as he thought.

And where does the old Qizi on the side know this?

All he knew was that after the little brother who claimed to be Donne had finished speaking [please sit down], a chair appeared next to him out of thin air, and a tableware was inexplicably extra on the table!

What powerful ability is this?

Old Qizi was a little bit jealous of Donne in his heart, and then angrily straightened the chair that fell on the ground, and after being seated carefully, he slowly arranged the extra cutlery on the table.

His serious demeanor and manners do not match his current depressed appearance.

Dorn, who was across from the dining table, sat quietly watching Old Chitz’s every move, only silently commenting in his heart: “It seems that he is a person with a story.”

“That, Mr. Donne.” After the old adventurer took his seat, he hesitated and paused.

Then he glanced over the fragrant seafood in the big iron plate, as if he wanted to find a topic to break the current awkward and silent atmosphere: “You, I mean, what are you… enjoying?”

“There is no need to be so cautious and polite.” Don just waved his hand casually, “As for this, it’s called a seafood master.”

“Seafood, big, coffee?” Old Qizi was a little surprised.

Of course he can understand the word [seafood]. As for [big coffee], the pronunciation is a bit strange, it sounds a bit unclear.

“Oh, sometimes, I also call it the gout package.” Donne put on a serious look and added an explanation.

Old Chitz:…

Well, this term is even more difficult to understand.

“Eat some? Although it’s really bad to eat too much, if you have a good meal or two, there will be no problem.”

Dorn entertained like this as the host, and at the same time poured a glass of cold draught beer in the glass of old Chitz.

The wine in the barrel filled the thick-walled glass.

Old Qizi said grievously, and then went to see the wine in the glass.

When I was far away, I didn’t see too clearly, and now I was in front of him, and the details of the drink were clearly displayed before the eyes of the old adventurer.

The color of the wine is transparent and golden, with fine bubbles constantly rising. The upper layer is rich and delicate foam. You can also feel the coolness of the wine at the mouth of the cup.

It looks a bit like an ale, but it tastes better than any ale the old Kitz has ever seen.

“However, even the cheapest inferior water-blended ale, I haven’t drunk it for a long time. Also, it’s actually made of ice. How is it done? Is it magic related to freezing?”

Old Qizi thought this in his heart, and was amazed.

Then he looked at the drink in front of him, then at Dorne, who was smiling at the gentleman on the opposite side, hesitated a little, and finally reached out his hand to hold the glass.

Gurgling–

Throat throbbed.

Drink a large sip of cold draft beer.

The filling bubbles pulsate and slide through the mouth along the wine, and the cold wine itself carries the mellow aroma of wheat, and is extraordinarily fresh and refreshing and delicate.

Delicious!

And it’s been alive for almost sixty years, and it’s delicious that I’ve never tasted before!

There will be no wind or waves tonight, and the sea is filled with the sultry feeling of summer night.

Moreover, the temperature of the sea area where the sinking island is located is higher than that of other places.

In such an environment, what could be more refreshing than a cold beer?

Oh, maybe there is.

You can get the same happiness with ice-cold happy water.

It’s just that, for the Otherworld, the land of miracles, there is no such drink as cola yet.

In short, after drinking the first sip of cold draft beer, the old Qizi shook his throat several times, and poured nearly half a glass of draft beer in one breath.

After the cold drink, his originally haggard expression became a lot more vivid.

“You can also have some more seafood, a sip of wine, and a bite of seafood. It’s a pleasure.”

Dorn, who was on the opposite side of the dining table, said this. He picked up another pipi prawn with his chopsticks, and peeled it skillfully, revealing the red paste and snow-white prawn meat.

Then there is a big mouthful of Pippi shrimp, with a big mouthful of draft beer, which is a demonstration for the old Qizi.

The old adventurer, who had already opened his stomach by the taste of draft beer, finally didn’t care too much at this time.

“If something really happens, you won’t be able to escape. It’s better to have a good meal, and wait until you finish eating everything.”

Old Qizi thought this way, learning everything from the iron plate, and pulled out a swimming crab sticking to the thick soup and plump garlic sauce.

Lift the crab shell.

A small group of hot air with a sweet fragrance rose out, white crab meat, light yellow crab paste, distinct and attractive.

Old Qizi took a sip of the crab roe, the crab roe of the sea crab, combined with the rich soup, an unparalleled umami taste straight from the mouth to the top of his head!

Then there is the crabmeat, full and firm, tender and tender.

good to eat! tasty! Cheers!

In this way, Dorn and Old Qizi, who met strangely on this floating island, not only did not have any conflict, but sat together inexplicably and enjoyed a delicious dinner.

The two of them ate with relish, while chatting casually.

However, they are talking about topics that are not painful, such as how delicious this big seafood meal is, and how bad the weather in the stormy sea is.

The atmosphere is harmonious.

…

A big seafood meal took three full hours.

When Dragon Mother went to fish in the sea in the evening, because most of the captured creatures were ordinary creatures without surging magical power, there were a lot of them in the story world.

Dorn chose some good-quality seafood and kept them in the salt lake of Dragon Niang Story World, and the others were made for today’s dinner.

Therefore, the portion of this seafood giant is quite enough, and both Dorn and the old Qizi who joined the dinner halfway through the meal were very satisfied.

In addition, there are also a small part of the big seafood, which belongs to the ingredients of the monster. For this part, Dorn was very thief picking it out for his own exclusive use.

After eating this meal, the [Synchronized Stomach Pouch] did not trigger, but [Predator] did trigger several times, adding a few more combat attributes to Donne.

In the end, it is some seafood monsters with weak magical powers, and such results can be considered acceptable.

When the seafood on the plate was cleaned up and the ice beer in the barrel bottomed out, Dorn took the lead to put down the tableware: “Is it satisfactory, Mr. Chitz? It’s time to talk. Let’s talk about business, right?”

“What do you mean…?” Old Chitz drank the last bit of wine in the glass, wiped the corner of his mouth, and his expression became serious.

“Of course it is about the ruins of the gods on this floating island.” Dorn adjusted his sitting posture and tapped the tabletop with his right fingers, smiling very gentlemanly.

This wave is first salute and then pawn.