Chapter 1493 God of Cooking

After playing Landlord Fighting for about half an hour, Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun couldn't stand their hunger, and after saying goodbye to Luo Chuan, they went out for food.

Luo Chuan got up and stretched, and began to look forward to what food Yao Ziyan would make at noon.

The unknown is often the most anticipated.

Just like a two-dimensional card drawing game, you never know which wife will be drawn next.

Something doesn't seem right, but that's what it means.

Luo Chuan thought for a while, and was going to go to the kitchen to have a look, maybe it could be of some help.

But just as he was about to leave the hall, a dull explosion sounded faintly, and judging from the direction of the sound...

Seems to be where the kitchen is.

So what did Yao Ziyan do?

Wait, maybe it wasn't made by Yao Ziyan. He seemed to see Yao Ziyue passing along with Yao Ziyan just now.

Luo Chuan was going to go and have a look.

The waiters of Xuefeng Pavilion are no longer surprised by this, and there is no such situation as they used to gather around.

Anyway, I can't eat, what are you doing here?

Luo Chuan was walking in the corridor leading to the kitchen. There was a faint smell of food in the air, and he felt even more hungry.

If you look carefully, you can faintly distinguish some strange smells from it.

Like something was burnt.

Hmm... So what did Yao Ziyue do?

As a sister, Yao Ziyue won't be at the extreme with Yao Ziyan in terms of cooking, right?

Luo Chuan was very curious.

In such a random thought, he finally came to the kitchen, and there was a faint chatter coming from the door.

"What are you doing?"

"Hee hee, this is my own creation. Grandpa Xu praised me for a long time."

"Uh, are you sure it's a compliment..."

Luo Chuan pushed open the hidden door and walked into the kitchen. At a glance, he saw Yao Ziyan and Yao Ziyue, and a plate visited in front of them...

A dark, unrecognizable object.

The scorched smell in the air intensified.

"Boss, you're here." Yao Ziyue trotted over happily.

Luo Chuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Is it too late for him to go now?

"You may not believe it when you say it. I just passed by here to take a look. I have to leave beforehand."

"Don't be in a hurry to leave - try the food I made before leaving."

Luo Chuan was pulled to the table by Yao Ziyue, staring at the unidentified object on the dinner plate in a tangled mood.

Is this thing called food?

Luo Chuan thought about his words: "I think you may have misunderstood the food?"

Look at the things made by Yao Ziyan next to them. They are full of color, fragrance, and taste. They are completely the kind that can eat three bowls of rice just by smelling it.

Yao Ziyan had a faint smile on her face and did not speak.

"Although it's a bit of a failure, it definitely belongs to the category that can be eaten!" Yao Ziyue swears.

If you can eat it, you can eat it, but whether it will eat the dead is another matter?

"What are you doing?" Yao Ziyue stuffed a pair of chopsticks in Luo Chuan's hands.

"Grilled fish." Yao Ziyue answered happily, and then added in a low voice, "It's just a little burnt, but it doesn't matter much."

"A little? Burnt?" Luo Chuan poked at the unknown substance Yao Ziyue called grilled fish with his chopsticks, "Maybe it's because of cultural differences. I generally call this situation carbonization."

"Ha, ha, don't pay attention to these details."

"I think I heard the sound of an explosion just now." Luo Chuan thought of the sound he heard in the hall.

"Explosion? It should be this." Yao Ziyan pointed to a pile of wreckage in the corner, from which faint residual spiritual power continued to escape.

"what is that?"

"Magic Array, Ziyue used that to heat the grilled fish, and said it would improve the taste and flavor."

"...I am ignorant..."

The grilled fish in front of me... The thing called grilled fish doesn't belong to the category of food in Luo Chuan's view. Is it really edible?

Luo Chuan was skeptical.

"Have you tasted it?" Luo Chuan turned to look at Yao Ziyue.

"Of course not." Yao Ziyue replied as a matter of course, "I did this on purpose, only the boss can taste it first."

"...It's an honor."

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and made a decision in his heart.

What's scary, isn't it just to taste it?

He can even eat poison pills as a snack, so does he need to be afraid of an ordinary food?

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with ordinary.

Forget it, it's not important, and Yao Ziyan was also here when Yao Ziyue was made, so there would be no problem.

Luo Chuan clenched the chopsticks in his hand, rummaged through the grilled fish, barely found some parts that looked like fish, and put them into his mouth to savor.

Yao Ziyue looked at Luo Chuan expectantly.

Yao Ziyan thought for a while, and silently came to the side to pour a glass of water for Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan: "..."

Luo Chuan: "cough cough..."

He only felt an indescribable taste bursting out on the tip of his tongue, and in a very short time

The internal flow went to the limbs and bones, and every cell in the body was protesting.

It almost reached the one percent, no, one tenth of the flavor that the system provided that could purify the soul fruit.

Yao Ziyan handed the cup to Luo Chuan.

"Boss, what's the taste like?" Yao Ziyue looked expectant, the boss's reaction was definitely beyond his expectations.

To be honest, if it wasn't for his familiarity, Luo Chuan even thought Yao Ziyue was here to murder him.

"In the moment just now, I seemed to see Azathoth." Luo Chuan took a deep breath and said quietly.

"Ah... what?" Yao Ziyue was puzzled, Luo Chuan always said strange things that they couldn't understand.

Yao Ziyan also looked at Luo Chuan curiously, waiting for his next words.

"It's the god of cooking who protects you." Luo Chuan put down his chopsticks, and suddenly he wasn't so hungry.

"Well, are you complimenting me?" Yao Ziyue suddenly became happy, "But boss, didn't you say you didn't know the gods before, what's going on with this god of cooking?"

"Don't worry about these details." Luo Chuan shook his head, drank all the water in the cup, patted Yao Ziyue on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Remember to taste it yourself when you make things in the future."

Fortunately, his body is considered invulnerable to all poisons, and if it were someone else, I don't know what would happen.

But then again, Yao Ziyue seems to have a talent for refining poison.

Yao Ziyue thought about it and took a pair of chopsticks, picked a piece and put it in her mouth: "I feel like I'm doing pretty well, the taste..."

The expression on her face froze, and she was silent for a few seconds. She seemed to have made up her mind before swallowing what was in her mouth and saying the following words.

"pretty good……"