"Huhu." The blazing magic flame burned on the stove, and the firelight reflected Chris' face red.
He rarely uses ordinary fire to cook now.
Chris rotated the seagull while adjusting the size of the fire according to the situation.
After a while, a faint fragrance came out.
The chef was slicing the meat of the tiger sturgeon while watching the movement here with his peripheral vision.
He was very curious about Chris. Not only was this man very powerful in fighting, but he was also very good at cooking.
Just smelling the aroma makes me, a chef, drool.
It's really unusual.
When the heat was almost done, Chris took out salt, cumin and other seasonings from the space ring and sprinkled them on it.
It tastes more fragrant.
"Hiss~" Chris sniffed and couldn't help but take a bite.
In an instant, a rich meaty aroma melted on the tip of the tongue, as if the taste buds were dancing.
In terms of taste, it is similar to pigeon meat, but more tender.
Chris chewed slowly and enjoyed his lunch.
"It smells good. What's for lunch today?" At this time, Jeffrey and several knights walked into the restaurant that was only separated by a wall.
The kitchen and dining room have windows for cooking, so the smell can pass through.
The chef quickly took the plated tiger sturgeon sashimi out of the window and said, "Lunch is here."
"Why is this? Isn't the scent coming from up here?" Jeffrey frowned, "Hey, you guys can't turn on a small stove for yourself, right?"
The chef looked aggrieved: "I didn't."
Jeffrey asked: "Then why is there the smell of barbecue in the kitchen?"
Chris couldn't bear to let others bear this unreasonable disaster for him, so he stuck his head out and said, "It's me."
"It's Chris, I want whatever you want to eat!" Jeffrey walked out of the restaurant and walked around to the kitchen from the side.
The knights of Team 15 had quite a bit of criticism, but one was the powerful Chris and the other was their captain, so they couldn't say anything and could only eat tiger sturgeon sashimi.
When Jeffrey saw the half-eaten seagull left by Chris, he couldn't wait to pick it up and gnaw on it.
His eyes visibly lit up: "It's delicious!"
Reputation from Jeffrey +20
Jeffrey devoured half of the roasted seagull in two or two mouthfuls, making his mouth full of oil. Then he looked at the chef and asked, "Are there any more? Give me a few more."
The chef said awkwardly: "No, no more."
Jeffrey was very dissatisfied: "You just bake two, who can eat them?"
The chef said carefully: "That was baked by Mr. Chris himself."
Hearing this, Jeffrey's eyes fell on Chris and his mouth opened slightly: "Can you cook?"
In his opinion, Chris is the head of a country and should be cared for by his servants. It is impossible for him to walk into the kitchen, let alone make such delicious food.
"Is it surprising?" Chris scratched his head, it seemed that he was indeed an outlier_
Even the lowest baron on the continent can't cook by himself.
Jeffrey rubbed his hands and said, "These are seagulls, right? Can you roast a few for me?"
Chris said: "Okay, you can catch it yourself and pluck it out yourself."
"Okay." Jeffrey ran out eagerly.
"Wait a minute." Chris grabbed him, "Go and tell them that if they want to eat, they can catch seagulls."
Jeffrey said hesitantly: "That's not good. It's just that we are friends. How can a person of high status serve a person of low status?"
Chris corrected: "I am not from your glorious mission, so there is no distinction between the status of the Holy Knight and I. We are all equal."
Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I might as well earn some reputation points.
Jeffrey said: "That's right, you are right, then I will tell them now."
Since Chris didn't care, he couldn't say anything else, otherwise he would be destroying the relationship between himself and his team members.
Jeffrey left happily, like a gust of wind.
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"Brother Piro, please help me catch two." A sixth-level knight said to the seventh-level knight who returned in triumph.
The seventh-level powerhouse showed a sly smile: "Call me daddy."
"Dad!" Unexpectedly, the person who spoke first was very straightforward.
"I really can't stand you." The seventh-level knight threw down the seagull he had just caught and turned back.
Next, the Holy Knights on the surrounding ships discovered a very interesting scene: all members of Team 15 were scrambling to catch the seagulls.
For a time, the seagulls flew around and dropped a lot of feathers.
"What on earth are they doing? Are they so idle?"
"That's right, seagulls are so cute, why do you want to catch them?"
The nearby holy knights condemned Team Fifteen from the bottom of their hearts, but no one came to stop them.
After catching enough seagulls, Team 15 brought hot water from the kitchen, soaked the seagulls from the deck, and plucked their feathers.
There was no way, the kitchen was just such a big place and couldn't accommodate dozens of people working, so they had no choice but to move their positions.
On the deck, feathers were flying.
These holy knights are good at fighting, but when it comes to handling food, they are hard to say.
Some seagulls that have been plucked actually still have several tufts of hair on them.
The chef couldn't help but feel a little upset when he found that no one was eating the food he had carefully prepared, but he did not dare to complain and went to the deck to help the knights.
This warship showed a busy scene.
"Your hair is almost plucked, let's start taking out the internal organs."
"Here, skewer these two seagulls and I'll grill them later."
Chris walked back and forth, guiding the fifteen team members in their work.
About half an hour later, they took care of the seagull.
Chris started to light the fire and prepare to cook.
There were hundreds of seagulls at the scene, so many that it was impossible to roast them in the kitchen.
So, Chris planned to have an outdoor barbecue.
He took out his wand and used wind magic to blow all the seagulls into the air.
Then, Chris unleashed magical flames and roasted them.
This is not the first time he has done this, so there is no difficulty.
Even if he grills hundreds of seagulls at the same time, Chris can still do it with ease.
The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is to keep these ingredients up to speed with the ship.
Chris's operation simply stunned the nearby holy knights.
"Oh my god, what is he doing?"
"Idiot, you can't even tell. That adult is roasting seagulls."
"Is there still such an operation?"
Chris accurately used wind magic to rotate the ingredients to ensure that they would not be burned.
The sea breeze carries the fragrance far away.
The surrounding holy knights sniffed hard, and they began to envy the people of Team 15.