Death did not answer, but said coldly:

"After collecting the ingredients, go back to my palace and prepare the dinner."

"Before dawn, if you can satisfy me, you can wake up before sunrise." The God of Death issued a death order: "Otherwise, you will sleep here forever and be my manservant."

"If I want to be a chef, I think it would be unfair to be a valet." Luo He said casually.

The God of Death glanced at Luo He silently and said, "You don't seem to be afraid of me."

Luo He complained in his heart.

After all, you're wearing thigh-high boots...

"These boots are for walking on a river with sharp knives."

The God of Death said something difficult to understand: "Also, you don't want to know whether there is firewood, flies or rotting flesh under the cloth."

According to legend, half of the body of Hela, the god of death, is beautiful, while the other half is rotten and hideous.

Her palace is 'misery', her knife is 'taotie', her manservant is 'slow', her bedroom is 'destruction', and her bed is named 'sorrow'...

Luo He felt that the God of Death in front of him had many similarities with the Goddess of Death in the myth of his previous life.

But I am not qualified to judge her, let alone express "sympathy" to her.

"Let's eat first."

Luo He changed the subject and said, "You just said, where are you going to cook?"

The God of Death remained indifferent and motioned Luo He to look towards the bow of the ship.

Unknowingly, the ship of the dead has sailed into a calm harbor.

There is a crystal bridge at the harbor, and opposite the crystal bridge is a palace shrouded in black mist.

Luo He got off the boat and walked into her palace with the God of Death.

The atmosphere of the palace is as depressing, low and depressing as the God of Death himself, and the decoration is mainly black, gold and red.

The restaurant is particularly luxurious, with luxurious tableware rarely seen in the human world placed on the long dining table.

"The kitchen is over there."

The God of Death sat down at one end of the long dining table and motioned to Luo He to please.

Luo He called out Xiao Jiu and walked towards the kitchen, but was stopped by the God of Death. She leaned over and rubbed Xiao Jiu before letting him go.

In the kitchen.

Luo He fell into deep thought, thinking about today's dishes.

The ingredients are taken from the essence of the giant lamprey, and today’s feast is also called the ‘Lamprey Feast’.

In "The Count of Monte Cristo" by Alexandre Dumas, a famous French dish is recorded, using Bordeaux red wine and lamprey as raw materials.

My favorite way to cook it is to serve it as eel, kabayaki, or lamprey rice. They all taste delicious.

The "food desert" British method is very dark. It directly makes a whole sea monster-like lamprey into a pie, which is also a famous dish of the royal family...

If there is a dark culinary world, it must be based on Britain!

Luo He coughed lightly, put away his thoughts, and started cooking the strange-looking lamprey.

Inside the restaurant.

In front of Death, napkins, plates, silver knives and forks were placed, and his eyes were cast towards the kitchen from time to time.

Another half hour passed.

Luo He held the plate in his hand and began to serve.

The appetizer is kabayaki lamprey segments, served with eel liver consommé, followed by Bordeaux lamprey stewed with red wine, mushrooms, potatoes, and green onions, and finally ends with a refreshing ice cream.

Facing the kabayaki eel skewers with a strong sauce and grilled flavor, the pale beauty hesitated for a moment, then picked up the skewers and took a small bite.

The taste at the entrance is mellow and delicate, burnt with sweetness, and has distinct layers.

The sauce stuck to her lips, she wiped it off elegantly with a napkin, and ate it with a sip of clear soup.

When enjoying the main course, she held a spoon and fork in hand, tasting the flavorful dishes made of fragrant red wine and seafood, and gently squinted her eyes.

The weird and ferocious sea monster seemed to be reborn after Luo He's cooking.

This taste is no less than a miracle.

In the dark spiritual world, we can actually taste such delicious food!

The God of Death opened his eyes, exhaled slightly, and a look of favor appeared in his eyes.

But before they met, another beautiful and exquisite dessert was served.

The dessert is divided into four layers, jelly, cream, ice cream and fruits and jams dotted on the ice cream.

Bright red strawberries, pink ice cream, jelly-like jam... the God of Death couldn't take his eyes off the desserts.

"Strawberry parfait."

Luo He smiled: "It's today's dessert."

The God of Death raised his gaze, slightly raised the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and then stretched out his spoon towards Parfait.

She scooped a scoop of ice cream, savored the sweetness, and whispered:

"This is... my first time tasting human desserts."

"Really?" Luo He said in surprise: "How do you feel?"

"very nice."

The God of Death nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Let's forget what happened yesterday and let it be the same in the future."

Chef Luo is very happy to receive satisfactory reviews from diners, especially from picky diners like Death.

He took out three gift boxes stacked together:

"This is the gift I prepared before. Please help me bring it to Cerberus."

"What's this?"

"The three-headed dog's favorite honey cake." Luo He said with a smile.

The God of Death was thoughtful, stretched out his hand to accept all three boxes of honey cakes, nodded and said:

"I will transfer it to you."

Luo He: "...You shouldn't eat secretly, right?"

The God of Death glanced coldly at Luo He.

"Ahem, pretend I didn't say that."

Luo He said: "By the way, senior, how can I go back?"

"You will wake up naturally after dawn."

The God of Death said calmly: "I will give you another little tip."

"What?"

"[Taotie] has the effect of removing toxins, curing diseases and saving lives." said the God of Death.

Luo He asked in surprise: "Can a table knife still cure diseases?"

Is this a table knife or a scalpel?

The God of Death was noncommittal, as if he suddenly lost interest in Luo He, and waved his hand:

"You have nothing to do with me here - I will come to you again if necessary."

call!

As the God of Death waved his hand, Luo He looked surprised and felt his body suddenly fly out.

Immediately, his eyes went dark.

Consciousness gradually floated up, as if returning to the surface from underwater.

Buzz——

The dazzling sunlight shines into the house.

Outside the window, the sound of birdsong came.

Luo He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky:

"An unfamiliar ceiling...that's weird."

He rolled over and got up, rubbing his sore neck, looking at the familiar scenery outside the window, and murmured:

"Fortunately, I'm back!"

The spiritual world I dreamed about last night was definitely not a simple dream.
To be continued...