Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

The captain of the patrol team Albert, who was notified, quickly rushed to the scene and organized the manpower to take away the black mercenaries as soon as possible.

In the process of communicating with Captain Albert, Dorn also quickly learned the cause of the above incident.

Including how Albert and Andrew, the black mercenary, forged beams.

How did Andrew use a pocket watch to let the simpler-minded Amy into the mouth.

"Please allow me to thank you again. Without you, my lovely Little Sister doesn't know what else to experience."

"Also, Andrew is a wanted criminal in the Empire. I will deliver his wanted reward to you in a while."

Albert is a tall and tough young man with blond hair.

At the moment he was holding Amy's hand and bowed again to thank Donne.

"Actually, it's nothing. If the road is uneven, it's easy. Haha, haha..."

Dorn was a little guilty, after all, his only role in this incident seemed to be a few words with the black mercenaries?

But then again, tut, "My cute Little Sister" is okay? These words sounded weird in the context just now...

Captain Albert, isn't he a sister-in-law?

"Thank you, Big Brother." Amy also thanked Donne again.

At this moment, Amy has recovered a bit, the nose and tears on her face have been washed with water, but her eyes are a little red and swollen because of the fierce crying just now.

After bowing, Amy looked at the Big Brother who had saved his own once again, and scanned Don's chest, which was still wet.

Amy knew that it was all her own snot and tears on it... Her cheeks started to get hot when she thought of this, and she wanted to find ground drills in shame.

And looking at Little Sister's suddenly red cheeks, Albert's gaze at Donne became suspicious and alert.

"...Then what, I'll leave first if it's okay, I have to go back to cook."

As the atmosphere became a little weird, Dorn raised his hand full of ingredients and shook it, intending to drive away.

"Please wait a minute!" Albert stopped Don. "You saved Amy. It is not enough to thank you. Please let me do something for you."

"Uh...what do you do?"

"Yes! No matter what, as long as it is your request, I will work hard to complete it. Otherwise, my conscience will be disturbed!"

"Ah this..." Dorn and Vivian next to him looked at each other, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, if you want to do something for me, please help me get some ingredients for the monster. ."

"Monster food?" This time it was the patrol captain's turn to be confused.

"Yes, I didn't say that I helped out in Gonzalez's Wishing Restaurant. Our restaurant wanted to try some new dishes made from monster ingredients, such as monster bristle pigs."

"Understood, this little matter is obligatory!" Albert said solemnly.

"Haha, haha..." Don didn't know what to do to return to him, so he laughed twice and said goodbye to him.

When Don's figure was about to disappear from everyone's sight, Amy, blushing and bowing her head, raised her head again and watched the own savior leave.

Under the noon sun shining, the back of the Big Brother who had saved the Big Brother looked very tall.

It seems as tall as own Big Brother Albert.

No, it's taller than Big Brother Albert, a little bit.

And Dorn, who returned to the restaurant welcoming the sunshine, did not pay attention to the little girl's admiring gaze. He was chatting with the fairy Miss beside him happily at the moment.

"By the way, Vivian, did you see the opponent's health bar when you first fought?"

"What health bar?"

"That's right, the other party has more than 800 drops of blood, so you will be empty when you swipe your staff down."

"What are you talking about, what are more than eight hundred drops of blood?" Vivian's expression was quite confused, and the lake blue eyes were full of confusion.

"It's nothing, don't care." Dorn smiled at the fairy Miss.

It seems that the situation is almost the same as Don's guess. When fighting, the health bar is indeed the own privilege, the privilege of carrying system functions.

This can be regarded as a Gold Finger in combat, and can initially judge the gap between the enemy and ourselves.

However, the health bar is not equivalent to strength, and the gap in blood volume cannot be blindly believed.

Dorn warned himself like this in his heart.

Anyway, it's always right to be careful.

...

After returning to the Wishing Restaurant, Dorn was busy preparing dishes in the kitchen.

That's right, because Dorn showed off his cooking skills last night, Vivienne and Mr. Gonzalez exchanged notes and agreed that he should be the chef of the restaurant.

Vivienne beat Donne, and the job of delivering food fell back to Mr. Gonzalez.

At the same time, because of seeing Dorn’s amazing cooking skills, Mr. Gonzalez not only covered his food and accommodation, but also offered a relatively good salary.

The basic salary is 12 silver nars, and 30% of the income of the crab meal and lion head will be drawn to Dorn every month.

This "base salary + performance" salary model came up after Gonzalez realized the broad market prospects of crabmeat lion head.

It is the only one in the entire Dona Empire, and even the entire land of miracles.

Even Dorn, a man from the earth, spoke up to the insider when he heard it, and couldn't help but praise the manager for his business acumen.

At the same time, Dorn also got a general understanding of the currency system of the Dona Empire. Coins are divided into three levels: copper, silver, and gold.

100 Copper Gnar can be exchanged for 1 Silver Gnar, and 100 Silver Gnar can be exchanged for 1 Kinnar.

In the rich Dona Empire, known as the "Nation of Honey and Milk", the average income of a civilian is about 5 silver nars a month. Therefore, Dorn's current income situation is far above average.

On the day when the new chef Dorn took office, the Wishing Restaurant also naturally introduced a brand-new signature dish, crab noodles and lion head.

But once this strangely named dish was launched, it got a great response.

Originally, only a few people ordered this dish out of curiosity, but when they really tasted the tender and round meat dumplings, there are those who devour it regardless of the image, and those who eat flushed face and breathe heavily.

What's more, he shed tears while chewing, crying that all the food he had eaten in the last half of his life was pig food.

Seeing the reaction of the tryers, the others also took orders, and then repeated the same mistakes of the previous group...

Eaton, a small town that was originally extremely peaceful, became boiling under the impact of this new delicacy.

All the topics talked about in the streets and alleys for a while are--

"Have you eaten? Come to Gonzalez's Wishing Restaurant?"

"Have you tried that crab meal lion head? Listen to my advice, don't eat it! After I ate it yesterday, I now eat everything...all, what is it called, it tastes the same as chewing wax, yes! It tastes the same as chewing wax!"

"I'm telling you that I saw the new chef of the Wishing Restaurant today! Yes, yes, he is a good-looking boy with black hair and black eyes!"

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