"City Lord, can someone else keep an eye on Shopkeeper Lin?" Xu Longyun was correcting official documents when Zhao Tong opened the door and walked in. His face was ashen and his legs were shaking as he stood there.
"What's wrong?" Xu Longyun was startled by Zhao Tong's appearance.
"City Lord, I really can't hold on anymore. Shopkeeper Lin doesn't do anything!" Before Zhao Tong could say anything, tears flowed out first. The secret guard of the City Lord's Mansion, a tough man, was stabbed in the eyes.
Without blinking an eye, at this time, I felt as aggrieved as a child.
"..." Xu Longyun put down the official document in his hand and frowned slightly, "Did he bully you?"
"He...he forced me to eat the food he cooked." Unpleasant memories came to mind, and Zhao Tong's stomach swelled, and he subconsciously held his stomach.
Thinking of the taste of Lin Bai's cooking, Xu Longyun felt inexplicably full. She looked at her guard sympathetically and asked, "Is he still cooking?"
"No more." Zhao Tong shook his head and stuttered, "He...Mr. Lin has started making pasta now."
"Pasta?" Xu Longyun raised his head in surprise.
"Yes, steamed buns, noodles, flatbreads, etc., they are basically the same." As Zhao Tong spoke, he couldn't help but burp, and his face became even more ugly.
"It's nothing, right?" Xu Longyun said, "Although the dishes cooked by Lin Bai are a bit unpalatable, it shouldn't be a big problem for you. When you were doing survival training, didn't you even eat raw meat?
"
"City Lord, the raw meat can be swallowed at least, but the flatbread made by Shopkeeper Lin is harder than bricks. When he steamed the steamed buns, he put a lot of alkaline flour into it, and the steamed buns were bitter and astringent.
That rice is even worse than what my wife cooks..."
Zhao Tong wanted to control his expression, but as soon as he spoke, a sense of grievance surged into his heart, and a handful of bitter tears flowed down unconsciously, "City Lord, why don't you find someone else to monitor Shopkeeper Lin, or you can go
Go and persuade him to start refining elixirs as soon as possible, he is really not good at cooking! I really can't stand it anymore."
Xu Longyun burst into laughter: "If you don't eat, can he still force you to eat?"
"Not only did he force me to eat, but he also asked me if it tasted good after eating." Zhao Tong said with a sad face, "As long as I say it doesn't taste good, he will immediately go back and make it again without hesitation. His subordinates can't stand him anymore.
So enthusiastic..."
Just talking.
Lin Bai walked in from the outside carrying a pancake. When he saw Zhao Tong, a smile immediately climbed onto his cheeks and he held his hand enthusiastically: "Brother Zhao, I knew you were here, come, come
, come and try my newly made flatbread..."
Big cake?
Xu Longyun stared at the dark disc-shaped object in Lin Bai's hand, his throat rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously: "Shopkeeper Lin, do you call that a cake?"
"Yes, Brother Zhao said that the cake was a bit raw last time. I added more heat this time to ensure that it will not be raw." Lin Bai said.
No more babies!
It’s all turned into carbon!
Anyone who is not stupid knows that this stuff cannot be eaten!
This guy definitely did it on purpose!
Xu Longyun's eyebrows were racing, and she looked at Zhao Tong's look for help and said: "Shop Manager Lin, Zhao Tong has other official duties, I will assign another person to you!"
"No." Lin Bai shook his head decisively, "I passed Zhao Tong a set of "Seven Injured Hands". As a price, he promised to help me taste the dishes. If I change my martial arts to someone else, wouldn't my martial arts be passed on in vain?"
"Have you learned his martial arts?" Xu Longyun looked at Zhao Tong.
"City Lord, I want to add a set of skills to the Dark Guard Mansion..." Zhao Tong explained slowly.
Eat people with a short mouth and take advantage of others with soft hands!
You gave him a chance, if he didn't cheat you, who would he cheat?
Xu Longyun glared at Zhao Tong angrily, pondered for a moment, and said: "A man should keep his word, Zhao Tong, the City Lord's Mansion will remember your sacrifice..."
"City Lord, it can be said that the Seven Injury Fist only has six moves!" Zhao Tong defended eagerly.
"Brother Zhao, this is what's wrong with you. Did you learn the arm-breaking knife and actually cut off your own arm? After learning the crane control skill, you can only fight cranes?" Lin Bai said, "Seven Injury Hands is just a name.
It’s normal to only have six moves in it.”
"..." Xu Longyun had a black line on his head, looked at Lin Bai who was messing around, and waved his hand, "Go, Zhao Tong, this is an order."
…
Lin Bai was helpless.
He worked on thirty-six dishes until midnight before finally finishing it. He gained the fire skill rewarded by the God of Cooking system and gathered the three basic skills of a chef.
Lin Bai, who thought he had mastered the art of fire and basic alchemy, believed that by referring to medical books and combining the medicinal materials reasonably, even if he could not make a good elixir and produced a useless elixir, he could still fool the system.
But who knows, the ratio is wrong, and what comes out of the alchemy furnace is only the residue.
Use honey to knead the residue into Chinese medicine balls, but the system does not recognize it.
As a last resort.
Lin Bai could only put his mind back to the God of Cooking system.
The next task of the God of Cooking system is to make eighteen kinds of pasta without violence, verbal threats, money, or collusion in advance, and win the approval of the same customer; the reward is the skill of analyzing the characteristics of the ingredients.
Lin Bai believed that he could not make the elixir because he was not familiar with the medicinal materials.
Most food ingredients have medicinal properties. If you know their properties, you may be able to make some diet-related elixirs such as Bigu Pills and Yangyuan Pills.
As long as one is made, the recipe for the rejuvenation pill will be available.
…
But in the God of Cooking system, maybe his way of clearing levels is too unusual and he doesn't look like a serious chef at all.
This time, three restrictions were given: no violence, no verbal threats, no collusion in advance, and no bribery with money.
It really stumped Lin Bai.
He went to school to eat in the cafeteria, went back to the dormitory to make instant noodles, and ordered takeout when he was too lazy to go out.
No serious cooking skills!
The dishes I cooked yesterday were all learned while watching Master Zhang cook on Master Chef Fanzhan. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know the steps of cooking.
It’s not enough to just make eighteen kinds of pastry. It’s all done after a lot of tinkering. The key is to get the approval of customers!
Isn't this difficult for him?
How long does it take for a person with almost zero cooking skills to make eighteen kinds of pastries that are recognized by customers?
Does he still want to race against the players?
If there weren't so many restrictions, finding players to complete tasks would be the best option. They would do anything for rewards...
But without collusion and money, if the player is asked to say yes, the only reward he can pay is martial arts.
The other party has never said yes. Could it be that he has been giving rewards so that players can get stuck with bugs and continue to gain martial arts skills from him?
He is not the kind of person who pleases players!
so.
The only ones who suffered were the secret guards sent by the city lord to monitor him.
Compared with the players, the secret guards were obviously much easier to bully. With an ordinary set of seven-wounded hands, Lin Bai obtained the qualification of food appraiser from Zhao Tong.
Lin Bai knew that he had no talent in cooking, and it was impossible to get Zhao Tong's recognition based on his skills.
so.
He could only do the opposite.
Whenever Zhao Tong dared to find fault with the food he cooked, he would make it even more unpalatable next time, just to force Zhao Tong to say "good" against his will when he couldn't eat anymore.
But Zhao Tong is an ignorant person. He can avoid disaster by saying it tastes delicious, but he insists on pointing out the shortcomings of every noodle dish!
In this way, he fell into an extreme vicious cycle. Lin Bai had to work hard to make a more delicious meal, and he just had to add shit to the meal...