Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

The information room of the tavern.

It was very late at night, but the lights were still brightly lit here.

The cardinal, together with the two archbishops she brought, did not go to sleep, but repeatedly confirmed the collected information and discussed the specific battle plan for hunting demigods.

To tell the truth, Sister Mayer, a nun, was a little uneasy.

Out of devotion to the faith, the cardinal agreed almost without thinking about it, the envoy, to help him hunt demigods.

But that is a demigod after all, an existence that is only half a rank away from a god.

Uneasy, Mayer desperately wanted to prepare as best she could before the fight.

Staying in the intelligence room with the high-level trio of the Holy See who are working hard, are Vivienne and Gregoro, who followed Dorne.

They are also helping to look at some newly collected unimportant intelligence data.

Although it was true that they were helping, the one who supported the three of them to stay up so late was not passionate about work.

Vivienne and the others were simply waiting until Dawn came out of the story world to cook. As for work and the like, they just passed the time and did it by the way.

And so on until midnight.

"Alice's Bedtime Reading" placed in a corner of the round table finally started to move. The dark red book cover consisted of geometric symbols flashing, and then Dawn's figure was outlined on the edge of the book. .

As soon as he appeared, a strong, mild and fresh fragrance filled the intelligence room.

"Don!"

Vivienne and the others, who were already yawning, cheered up, and surrounded Dawn one after another.

Especially Greg Lu and Hyena, who hadn't tasted Dorn's craft for more than a year.

As soon as he smelled it, his addiction was hooked, and he swallowed.

It can be regarded as looking forward to it!

It smells good!

This night was not in vain!

As for the three high-ranking officials from the Holy See, although they were also attracted by the rich and delicious taste of the fish soup, they seemed a lot more reserved.

"Sir, what is this?" The sister nun asked while maintaining the respect she treated the envoy.

"It's made with the deformed fish caught tonight, deformed fish tofu soup. You've all been busy all night, so drink a bowl of hot soup and relax."

Because the big round table in the intelligence room was full of information materials, Don simply pulled out a table from the story world and put it in the corner of the room, and then put a pot of fish soup on it.

Vivienne and the others had happily scooped up the fish soup with bowls and spoons.

Among them, the white, tender and small cube ingredients also attracted their full attention. Pick up a piece of the mouth, smooth and tender, the delicious fish soup inside is full of juice, and has a light bean fragrance.

tasty!

And the people on the Holy See side.

The nun sister still kept her original submissive standing posture, while the two dignified archbishops squirmed their throats invisibly, smelling the smell of fresh fish in the air.

In the Holy See, it may be because there is an ascetic monk Pope. Although there are no strong explicit requirements internally, he generally does not encourage the enjoyment of appetite.

This may also be one of the reasons why the cooking in the kitchen of the Holy See has always been unpalatable.

It's okay when you don't have access to any delicious food, and you won't think about it if you don't encounter it. But now that there is a pot of fish soup with an attractive smell in front of him, whether he can restrain his appetite is another matter.

The two archbishops are both powerful and well-developed in perception. Standing on the edge of the round table, you can clearly see the situation in the pot over there.

A whole pot of fish soup is milky white, like milk. The room was filled with the intoxicating fresh fragrance that could not be dissipated, but there was no fishy smell at all.

There are also small pieces of white squares in the pot, which look very tender and smooth. I just heard from my husband that it seems to be called [tofu]?

I don't know what it will taste like in my mouth.

The solemn and solemn faces of the two bishops coincidentally showed a hint of longing, but they were immediately restrained by their excellent expressions.

At this time, Cardinal Meyer, who was beside them, sighed helplessly: "Go and taste it. Like what the gentleman said, drink a bowl of soup and relax. You have worked hard today."

The two archbishops were a little embarrassed when they heard this.

But after a brief hesitation, they still walked towards the pot of sinful fish soup, and solemnly picked up the bowls and spoons to taste it.

"This is not indulgence, but the necessary relaxation." The bishops told themselves in their hearts, and then spooned the milky white fish soup into their mouths.

The taste is the same as imagined just now, no, it is more delicious than imagined!

It's damn delicious...

"Miss Meyer, don't you want to try it?" Donne saw that the cardinal had no intention of moving, so he asked.

"I'm not hungry, sir."

Meyer just shook his head, and then sat down at the round table again, as if he wanted to devote himself to work again, so as not to pay attention to the happy supper in the corner of the room.

She picked up a piece of information that had just been delivered in the evening, and before she could read two lines of words, a small plain bowl was pushed in front of her.

The bowl is filled with fish meat that is brown on the outside and cooked white on the inside, and pieces of strange ingredients called tofu, all soaked in the thick white soup like milk, and a little green green onion is dotted on it.

The nun sister took a breath with restraint, and the strong umami smell rushed into her nostrils.

Then, she heard the voice of the envoy who appeared inexplicably and was chosen by the gods:

"While working hard, don't forget to touch the fish."

When he looked up, he saw Don standing on the other side of the table, looking at him with a smile.

"Touch, fish?" The very bookish, conscientious nun sister was a little dazed.

Occasionally, this envoy would say some words that he didn't understand.

"Oh, what I mean is—while working hard, don't forget to take a good rest. Only by combining work and rest can you be more efficient." Donn changed his rhetoric, and then lowered his volume:

"Try it, after all, I, the envoy of the Holy See, did it. It's a face for me."

Now that the talk has come to this point, Mayer really has no way to refuse.

God makes an adult face, and he will give it whatever he says.

Meyer put down the letter paper, looked at the perfect bowl of fish soup, pursed his lips invisibly, then picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fish with soup, and carefully put it into his mouth.

The tender and rotten fish meat, and the delicious and thick white fish soup blended in the mouth.

In just a few seconds, the expression on the face of the proud cardinal went from shock at the beginning, to the undisguised happiness after tasting the delicious food, and finally to the piety of listening to the evening bell of the Holy See.

"tasty."

After a long while, Meyer spit out the word.

She hasn't tasted delicious food for a long time, and she really can't find any other better words to describe the feeling in her mouth now.

"That's right." Donne looked very happy when he saw that the other party had finally eaten.

After that, he also set off to go to Vivienne and the others to taste the pot of fish soup tonight.

Meyer, who was sitting in front of the round table, looked at Dawn's back, and then at the fish soup in front of him.

"The fish soup made by God Envoy seems to have a sacred taste..." She searched for delicious words in her mind, and finally could only choke out this sentence.

Afterwards, Meyer raised the spoon again, scooped up a spoonful of fragrant fresh soup carefully, and put it into his mouth reverently.

Already, there is no going back.

Sorry, Pope.

From the first mouthful of this bowl of fish soup, the cardinal under you who has got rid of his appetite will never go back...