Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

A hot pot meal for 8 people can last a long time.

While everyone was boiling all kinds of food in the steaming copper pot, they were drinking and chatting with a sense of drunkenness, which greatly slowed the speed of eating.

When the food was almost over, Dorn went to the kitchen again and brought out a fresh ingredient that had been prepared a long time ago.

When he was eating hot pot tonight, he deliberately kept his stomach, just to eat the last ingredient.

Like the ingredients such as hairy belly and yellow throat, this ingredient is also placed on a plate covered with green lettuce leaves, and it is also mixed with ice water to keep the ingredients fresh.

"Dage...hiccup, what's this?" The tallest bear claw saw Dorn's pan in his hand at a glance, and asked vaguely with a breath of alcohol.

The white, gully, bloodshot, and tender-looking ingredients on the plate were very familiar at first glance.

But the alcohol made Bear's paw's head become a little dull, and it would not react for a while.

"Big pig's brain, do you want to try it?" Dorn calmly returned to the own position and sat down, and put down the plate in his hand.

"Brain, brain, brain...?"

This time it was not just bear claws, everyone at the table was quite surprised.

Brain?

Is this also edible?

"Yes, but I prefer to call it a brain flower."

Dorn said this, then calmly filled the brain with a copper colander and sank into the tumbling red soup.

Everyone looked at each other, obviously no one dared to try.

This is not surprising, after all, even in the celestial dynasty, there are many people who are unwilling to try the dark-scented food like Brain Flower.

The reason why I chose to bring out this brain flower at the end was because I was afraid that the few otherworldly natives who had no knowledge would be scared at the beginning.

And Don, as a gourmet up when he was on earth, he was willing to try any food that was put into the recipe by humans, and his brain was no exception.

After eating several times in Sichuan and Shu area, he even fell in love with the unique taste of this dark ingredient.

and!

After visiting the Eaton market several times, Dorn discovered that the Eaton people, or the entire Donner Empire, don’t value the internal organs and brains of animals.

After the animals are slaughtered, they basically choose to discard these parts.

Only a few ingredients such as foie gras are carefully cooked and brought to the table.

As a chef, Donne was heartbroken and condemned.

This is not fair!

This is a naked discrimination against other visceral ingredients!

Now that they all decided to open a hot pot restaurant, Don decided to save these abandoned ingredients.

They also have the right to be eaten!

Moreover, on the other hand, ingredients such as duck intestines, yellow throat, and brain flowers are cheap at Eaton, and they are basically equivalent to no money to purchase, which can greatly reduce operating costs.

However, after the launch of Don's hot pot restaurant, it is hard to say whether these things will increase in price.

The red soup in the red pot is still boiling and hot, and the brain flower that Dorn put in has been boiled for almost 20 minutes. Under the infiltration and heating of the red soup, it is completely cooked and delicious.

So Donn used the matching copper colander to quickly fish out the brain flower.

At this time, the others silently put down the chopsticks and wine glasses in their hands, and looked at Dorn quietly.

Put a little bit of brain aside, dipped it in a dried chili dish sprinkled with sesame seeds and ground peanuts.

Entrance.

The taste of Naohua is delicate and tender, somewhat like soft tofu.

Because it has been blanched for a long time, the spicy taste of the red soup is very tasty, which covers up the original fatty taste of the brain flower, making it soft and fat but not greasy.

Coupled with the fragrance of the dried dish, the taste experience is actually very good.

"Dage, this brain flower, is it delicious?" Bear Claw asked drunkly.

"It's not a question of whether it's good or not, it's really the kind, the kind that is rare... a delicious taste that only the brave can taste." Donne fooled him casually.

However, Don's [the brave]'s flickering rhetoric moved the hyena's expression.

Brain flower this thing, although darkness returns to darkness, it is rich in calcium, phosphorus, iron and other trace elements required by the human body, which is quite nutritious to some extent.

Moreover, even if it was a brain before, it is just a food in Don's eyes.

Everyone said nothing, but secretly admired Donne for his courage.

Even the three very avant-garde hyena brothers who think they have made a breakthrough in the selection of ingredients can only sigh in their hearts——

As expected, Dage, who easily accomplished what we couldn't do.

The hot pot is still going on, everyone continues to cook the last bit of food.

Donn had eaten this hot pot without adding too many monster ingredients. After all, he didn't have any suitable monsters on hand.

Those in the basement have to be kept for breeding.

The only brie pork that was used in large quantities had long been eaten by Donne to the upper limit of his attribute points.

Therefore, he eats this meal purely to enjoy the deliciousness and atmosphere.

It can be said that eating is not utilitarian at all.

The soup base in the pot was still boiling, exuding heat, and gurgling loudly.

Everyone continued to eat, drink, and talk in this hot and slightly drunk atmosphere.

Bear Claw: "Dage, that brain flower, is there any more?"

"Why, want to taste it?"

Bear Claw: "Uh, no, it's better next time."

Albert: "Mr. Dorn, when does your hot pot restaurant plan to open? I will definitely take my brothers from the patrol team and have a good meal!"

"About a week or two, but when the time comes, you'd better teach them to use chopsticks first."

Amy: "Big Brother, how do you make the hot pot base, can I learn it too?"

"Of course you can learn, and I will teach you later."

Gonzalez: "Little Dorn, I feel that our hot pot restaurant that allows guests to cook by themselves will definitely make a lot of money, no less than a wishing restaurant!"

"It should be. But this is just the beginning. When the hot pot restaurant succeeds, we have to open a third and fourth new restaurant."

Vivienne gently pulled Ladorn's sleeve again.

After drinking the ice lemonade before, Vivian took advantage of the hot atmosphere and drank some ice ale.

At this moment, the fairy Miss had red cheeks, obviously with some drunkenness. She looked at Don's face quite seriously, exhaled gently, and said:

"Dorn, I want to eat hot pot again in the future. With everyone, with you."

"..."

The dining atmosphere created by the hot pot has always been the most concentrated expression of the Chinese people's yearning for reunion and excitement.

And this kind of atmosphere makes it rare for Dorne, who lives alone in Otherworld, to truly find a sense of belonging named [home].

Perhaps this is the unique charm contained in food.

Snow is still falling outside the hot pot restaurant.

There are no pedestrians on the street, and the snow accumulates thicker and whiter the street. Even under the dim yellow oil lamp light at the entrance of the store, a bright white can be seen.

The entire Eton town was white and silent.

However, it is cold outside and hot inside.

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