10,000 Ways To Clear Players

  Chapter 69 Lin Bai's Cooking Skills

   "City Master, can someone else keep an eye on Shopkeeper Lin?" Xu Longyun was correcting official documents, when Zhao Tong opened the door and walked in, his face livid, his legs trembling as he stood there.

   "What's wrong?" Xu Longyun was taken aback by Zhao Tong's appearance.

"City Lord, I really can't hold it anymore. Shopkeeper Lin doesn't do a single thing!" Zhao Tong burst into tears before he could speak. Without blinking, at this moment, she felt wronged like a child.

   "..." Xu Longyun put down the official document in his hand, frowned slightly, "Did he bully you?"

   "He... He forced me to eat the food he cooked." Unpleasant memories flooded into his heart, and Zhao Tong's stomach churned, and he subconsciously held his stomach.

  Recalling the taste of Lin Bai's cooking, Xu Longyun felt a little full inexplicably. She looked at her guard sympathetically and asked, "Is he still cooking?"

   "No more." Zhao Tong shook his head and said stutteringly, "He...Mr. Lin is starting to make pasta now."

   "Dish?" Xu Longyun raised her head in surprise.

   "Yes, steamed buns, noodles, pancakes, etc., basically the same." When Zhao Tong was speaking, he couldn't help belching, and his face became more and more ugly.

"It's nothing!" Xu Longyun said, "Although Lin Bai's fried dishes are a bit unpalatable, it shouldn't be a big problem for you. When you were doing survival training, didn't you even eat raw meat? "

"City lord, raw meat can be swallowed anyway, but the pancake baked by shopkeeper Lin is harder than green bricks; when he steams the steamed buns, he puts a lot of alkaline noodles in, and the steamed buns are bitter and astringent. The food made by that is even worse than my wife's..."

Zhao Tong wanted to control his expression, but as soon as he spoke, a sense of grievance welled up in his heart, and a burst of bitter tears flowed down unconsciously, "City lord, why don't you change someone to monitor shopkeeper Lin, or go to Go and persuade him, let him start alchemy quickly, he is really not good for cooking! I really can't stand it anymore."

  Xu Longyun laughed aloud: "If you don't eat, can he still force you to eat?"

"Not only did he force me to eat it, but he also asked me if it was good after eating it?" Zhao Tong said with a sad face, "As long as I say something bad, he will immediately go back to the oven and redo it without hesitation. the enthusiasm of…”

   is talking.

Lin Bai came in from the outside with a piece of pancake, saw Zhao Tong, a smile immediately climbed his cheeks, and took his hand enthusiastically: "Brother Zhao, I knew you were here, come on, come on Come, try my new pancake..."

  Pie?

  Xu Longyun stared at the black disc-shaped object in Lin Bai's hand, his throat rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously: "Master Lin, do you call that a cake?"

   "Yes, brother Zhao said last time the cake was a bit raw, I added more heat this time to ensure that it won't be raw." Lin Bai said.

   is no longer born!

   All turned into carbon!

  Anyone who is not stupid knows that this thing cannot be eaten!

   This product is definitely intentional!

  Xu Longyun's brows were jumping, looking at Zhao Tong's eyes for help, he said: "Master Lin, Zhao Tong has other business affairs, I will assign another person to you!"

   "No way." Lin Bai shook his head resolutely, "I passed on a set of "Seven Wounded Hands" to Zhao Tong. As a price, he promised to help me try dishes. Wouldn't it be a waste of my martial arts to change someone?"

   "Have you learned his martial arts?" Xu Longyun looked at Zhao Tong.

   "City Lord, I think I can add another set of exercises to the Dark Guard Mansion..." Zhao Tong explained in a naive manner.

   Cannibals have short mouths and soft hands!

  You gave him a chance, he won't cheat you!

  Xu Longyun glared at Zhao Tong angrily, pondered for a moment, and said: "A man should keep his word, Zhao Tong, the City Lord's Mansion will remember your sacrifice..."

   "City Lord, it can be said that there are seven wounded hands, only six moves!" Zhao Tong eagerly defended.

"Brother Zhao, this is your fault. You learned the Broken Arm Knife, but you really cut off your own arm? After learning the skill of controlling cranes, you can only fight cranes?" Lin Bai said, "Seven Wounded Hands is just a name. There are only six moves that are normal."

   "..." Xu Longyun looked at the messy Lin Bai with black hair, and waved his hands, "Go, Zhao Tong, this is an order."

  …

  Lin Bai also had no choice.

  Thirty-six dishes, he tossed and tossed until midnight before he was able to finish it. He had harvested the fire skills rewarded by the Chef God system and gathered the three basic skills of a chef.

  Lin Bai, who thinks he has mastered fire skills and basic alchemy, thinks that by referring to medical books and matching medicinal materials reasonably, even if he can't make a good pill, he can fool the system by making a useless pill.

   But who knows, the ratio is wrong, and the alchemy furnace will only produce residues.

   Knead the residue into Chinese medicine **** with honey, and the system does not recognize it.

   As a last resort.

  Lin Bai could only turn his mind back to the God of Cooking system.

  The next task of the MasterChef system is to make 18 types of pasta without violence or verbal threats, without using money to buy it, and without collusion in advance, to win the approval of the same customer; the reward is the ingredient trait analysis technique.

  Lin Bai believes that if he can't make pills by himself, what he lacks is his unfamiliarity with medicinal materials.

  Most of the ingredients have medicinal properties. If you know their properties well, you might be able to practice diet-related pills like Bigu Pill and Yangyuan Pill.

  As long as one is made, the formula of Huichun Pill will be available.

  …

   But the God of Cooking system may see that his way of clearing the level is too different, and he doesn't look like a serious chef at all.

  This time, they actually gave three restrictions: no violence, verbal threats, no collusion in advance, and no money to buy.

   Really stumped Lin Bai.

  He goes to school to eat in the cafeteria, returns to the dormitory for instant noodles, and orders takeaway when he is too lazy to go out.

  How can there be any serious cooking skills!

   The few dishes I cooked yesterday were learned when Master Chef Zhan was cooking. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even know the steps of cooking.

  It’s enough to make 18 kinds of noodles, and it’s done after a lot of hard work. The key is to get the recognition of customers!

   Isn't it difficult for him?

  How long does it take for a person with almost zero cooking skills to make 18 kinds of pastries that are recognized by customers?

  Does he want to race against the players?

   If there are not so many restrictions, it is the best choice to find players to complete the mission. They will do anything for rewards...

   There is no collusion. Without money, let the player say yes, and the only reward he can pay is martial arts.

  The other party has never said yes. Could it be that he has been giving rewards and letting players card bugs, and he has been practicing martial arts from him?

  He is not the one to please players!

so.

  The only ones who suffered were the hidden guards sent by the city lord to watch him.

  Compared with players, the hidden guards are obviously much easier to bully. With a set of ordinary seven-injured hands, Lin Bai got the qualification of gourmet food tasting from Zhao Tong.

  Lin Bai knew that he had no talent in cooking, and it was impossible for him to be recognized by Zhao Tong with his skills.

so.

  He can only do the opposite.

   Whenever Zhao Tong dares to find fault with the food he cooks, he will order it to be even more unpalatable next time, just to force Zhao Tong to say yes against his will when he can't eat it anymore.

  But Zhao Tong is an elm lump who doesn't understand, and he can avoid the disaster by saying that it is delicious, so he insists on pointing out the shortcomings of every pastry!

   In this way, he fell into an extreme vicious circle. Lin Bai had to rack his brains to make even worse food, and he almost added **** to the food...

   What a dog!

   This guy has never been in a relationship at all!

  (end of this chapter)