"Brother Chong, why don't you go? It's so fragrant that I can't stand it anymore."
"I'm not very good at dealing with women, Tam, go ahead."
"I'm pretty self-aware about my appearance, so I won't try to scare people. Milu, would you like to try it?"
"You don't know that same-sex repels, Sherlock, it's up to you."
So in the end Sherlock was pushed out, but he had never done anything so embarrassing.
The career choice of this halfling girl is the rare warrior monk. This career is not popular, and there are even fewer women. Because of the size, halflings generally do not choose this career that has a lot of unarmed skills.
And it was the first time for him to see these three attributes all concentrated in one person.
"Hello, do you still have your bowl of soup? If so, can you sell me a few bowls?" It was embarrassing, but this was the most polite way to strike up a conversation.
The halfling turned his head when he heard the voice, and Sherlock finally saw his face.
Her appearance is not outstanding, and can barely be described as exquisite, but with the beauty mark on the right corner of her mouth, she shows a different kind of elegance.
"You don't need to be so polite when talking in the game. Of course there is soup. It's not that I can't give it to you, but you have to exchange it for something of equal value."
Judging from his appearance, the halfling should be young, and his tone of voice also reveals a childishness.
"I don't know how many gold coins a bowl costs." Smelling this smell, Sherlock wouldn't hesitate for less than 300 gold coins.
"What's the use of the gold coins? I need the same delicious cooking, the same valuable ingredients, the same precious kitchen utensils, and my name is beef soup." The halfling girl sneered at the gold coins, but looked at the last three items with a blank expression.
of eagerness.
"Sherlock." After introducing himself, he said happily: "As for cooking, we happen to have a cooking master here."
With that said, he called the other four people over and explained the situation.
Without saying anything, Tam took a jar of tofu and an oil pan from the space ring and fried six pieces of stinky tofu on the spot, along with various secret ingredients. The smell was no less than the beef soup in the beef soup hand.
Give more.
Snacks like stinky tofu are rare in Faerûn, not to mention that it comes from Tam, who always calls himself a gentleman. From this look, the other party is obviously very confident in this dish.
The fact is that this stinky tofu at the bottom of the box completely conquered everyone present, including the beef soup of course. Tam also got his wish and tasted the other party's beef soup.
"It's strange. It tastes exactly the same as the one I made myself. Why does it smell so fragrant and feel so warm when I drink it? This feeling. Beef soup. What ingredients did you add to it?" Tam said.
The master's tongue is naturally not that different.
"This is a trade secret. If you want to exchange the secret recipe of stinky tofu, I can accept it." As a lover of cooking and food, the beef soup is also addicted to the stinky tofu. "And you, if you want to drink it, you can
Take out your things and count each person as one."
Sherlock thought he could exchange for five bowls of it, but the stinky tofu he just ate not only did not relieve his appetite, but completely aroused his greediness.
But he really can't come up with anything right now, and Feng Er Middle School probably doesn't have anything either...
"This is meteorite salt produced in the Sea of Fallen Stars. My friend gave it to me. It should be quite precious."
"This is pine oil from the cedar forests in the North. Is one pot enough?"
Well, it’s normal for these two rich brothers and sisters to have some special materials. Mirlu, a poor guy, should be...
"Tam, bring out the wine I asked you to bring."
The wine was just ordinary wine, but in Mirulu's constantly dancing hands, it was blended into a strong and mellow aroma.
After all, being a messenger in the tavern for more than ten years is not for nothing, and with the power of the wind element that the other party is becoming more and more familiar with, this cocktail has indeed reached the pinnacle in terms of color and aroma.
So that meant that he was the only one left. He didn't have any particularly precious ingredients, and the highest achievements in cooking, Jin Feng Lu and Zi Guang Ye, were not good enough in terms of flavor, and he had never seen any kitchen utensils before.
Just as he was scratching his head, an inexplicable strong wind suddenly swept over, and after the strong wind roared away, a tall middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.
A dark cloak fluttering in the wind, a light leather armor, a heavy two-handed giant sword, short white hair and a long beard, and a lonely face. This is a middle-aged man whose experience can be seen just from his appearance.
"Beef soup, stinky tofu, and cocktails, you can actually meet three delicacies at the same time on a small merchant ship. I don't know what I need to bring to join this party." A strong and magnetic voice came from the other party's mouth.
Sent out.
With her weathered yet handsome face and this voice, she was a sure-fire young woman killer. If she had been a few years younger, neither the bells nor the beef soup would be able to resist her charm.
"The conditions are still the same, food, ingredients, kitchen utensils, uncle, do you have any?" Beef Soup looked at the visitors and said with a smile. For her, the more people joining, the better.
"Just call me Maizhe. These are Tianfeng Vine Seeds, my favorite condiment for barbecue. If any of you are good at barbecue, you can try it."
Tianfeng Vine is said to be a plant that grows high in the sky and has no place to live, but there has never been any conclusive evidence to prove the existence of this plant.
Now this mysterious NPC randomly took out something and said it was Tianfeng Vine Seed. It was really hard to convince people. Of course, everyone had to verify it, and this task was handed over to Sherlock who volunteered.
When it comes to barbecue techniques, he has some experience grilling meat from so many different creatures.
He only had a few pieces of meat from the meat-tearing dragon on him, and faced unanimous opposition from everyone. In the end, Beef Soup took out the beef of his choice.
This time it was about honor, so he didn't show off his dark cooking skills. After setting up a shelf and lighting a fire, he transformed into the fire monkey form.
This is what I discovered when I was studying magic cooking last time. In its perfect form, the Fire Monkey's flame body is not only immune to flames, but also has the ability to accurately control flames.
As long as he puts his hand into the fire, the flame wrapped around his hand will merge with it, and he will indirectly control the temperature and shape of this small amount of flame.
Sherlock has also tried to incorporate this ability into combat, but his situation is the same as Mirro's. The control is precise but not large enough, so there are currently no practical tactics.
He's not good at fighting, but he's good at cooking barbecue.
