Chapter 1162 Kitchen

"As long as you can win."

Ye Fan replied, staring at the cook closely.

He was waiting for the chance to kill with one strike.

"Why didn't he just break apart the bones of the macrophage?" Qiongqi asked doubtfully: "Every time they were cut so neatly, couldn't he see that the bones were neat and the macrophage could be resurrected without any injuries? "

"It's true." Ye Fan also felt something was wrong, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Snap, snap, snap.

Coincidentally, the giant beast had been divided again, and a piece of bones, Ye Fan did not rush to recall it this time, but opened the bow and arrow in his hand, and at the same time, the power of [Destruction] was injected.

"Huh?" The chef's sixth sense lit up at this moment, and the feeling of extreme danger made him frown and look at Mark.

"If it were a little later, this arrow could kill me."

Facing the arrow, the chef spoke slowly, with confusion in his eyes: "You can take action later."

"Senior, why do you work for Dujia?" Ye Fan saw through the truth and asked: "Since you have obsession, why do you do this?"

"Oh?" After hearing Ye Fan's words, the chef paused slightly: "Can you tell that my existence is due to obsession?"

"If I had such sword skills, these bones would not be so complete." Ye Fan said the Qiongqi reminder just now and pointed to a joint of the giant beast.

"I don't know who my senior is, but he must be very obsessed with cooking."

"Can you judge based on this?" The cook was puzzled again, "Could a person like me be a cook?"

"Cook is too general. I heard that the seniors were called cooks." Ye Fan replied, his eyes flashing brightly. "And cooks, in ancient times, first referred to those people who controlled the meals of emperors, generals and ministers."

"Not an ordinary cook, let alone an ordinary person."

"It's interesting." Seeing that Ye Fan really told his origins, the chef also smiled, "What, you want to instigate rebellion against me?"

"Senior is the emperor's chef. He once followed the emperor who unified an era. He was not a subject of Du Jia. How can he instigate rebellion?" Ye Fan immediately replied: "Besides, since senior has an obsession, he only survives. Now, Resurrection should be born out of obsession. If you follow a villain like Du Jia, this amazing sword skill will be in vain. "

"From your tone, you are not an ordinary person." Ye Fan said a few words. The cook had already sensed Ye Fan's extraordinaryness and looked slightly serious: "Are you an emperor of this era? Or a prince?"

"For the time being, I can be regarded as the king of the same land." The chef obviously has a good impression of the princes and nobles, and Ye Fan is also a rare one: "But my territory is the richest place in the human race today, and it is also the place with the most advanced technology and the best people's livelihood. place."

"How big a territory do you have?" asked the cook.

"One-quarter." Ye Fan replied, "After defeating Lieyang, it will grow to at least one-third."

"That is to say, he is now the master of the fourth quarter." Hearing this, the chef nodded, seeming to recognize Ye Fan's identity: "In this case, you are barely qualified to talk to me about this."

"...Okay." Ye Fan looked at the cook: "Senior's identity must be quite extraordinary."

"Don't you know my identity?" The cook saw Ye Fan's hesitation and said directly: "I am the emperor's chef, and my status was equal to that of a prince in the past."

"If you want to recruit me, you have to be the king of a small country, right? If a mortal said such words, wouldn't it be an insult to me?"

"Understandable." Ye Fan cupped his hands.

Strong people are mostly proud and have unique personalities.

Although the origin of this cook is not known, from the perspective of combat power, he can be regarded as a peerless strong man. It makes sense that he has his own threshold.

"So, senior, can you consider what I just said?" Ye Fan said.

"Of course not." The waiter said.

"Can't?" Ye Fan's expression froze.

"You can't ask Ni Ma." On the side, Qiongqi, who had endured it for a long time, said violently: "Old man, there are so many things in one day, if you don't surrender, I will bite you to death."

"Qiongqi?" The cook recognized Qiongqi, and there was a look of yearning in his eyes: "If a peerless villain like you can take two ounces of meat from his neck, add it to the nine-color fragrant fruit, and add it to the mortal world Cooking tangerine peel, star anise, angelica and other ingredients together will definitely make a rare meat soup.”

"What do you mean...you want to eat me?" Hearing this, and looking at the excited light in the cook's eyes, Qiongqi realized it, trembled, and retreated behind Ye Fan.

"Quick, quick, kill him, kill him."

"What a pervert! He wants to eat me!!!"

"I'm kidding you." Ye Fan patted Qiongqi, but looked at the cook's excited eyes and said nothing, silently pointing his bow and arrow at the cook.

"Why did senior choose to help Duga?"

"You also said it." The chef replied: "I have an obsession, and now only Duga can help me achieve my obsession."

"Only Duga can achieve it?" Ye Fan was puzzled, thinking about the previous scene where the chef cut meat for the mythical soldiers, and asked tentatively: "He can let the seniors cook?"

"Yes." But this probing question happened to be the answer, and the waiter said: "In my time, the emperor cared about me very much. He once ordered that no one should cook unless called upon. In the rest of my life, I didn't cook a few times."

"For someone like me who pursues the art of cooking, this is a regret in my life. Maybe that's why my obsession persists."

"I can also let senior cook." Ye Fan said decisively: "Nanchuan is vast and has all kinds of weird cooking ingredients."

"Your ingredients are not as good as Dujia's." The cook smiled and shook his head.

"What ingredients?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

There were only a few ingredients for cooking. Could Dujia get dragon meat for the cook?

Even if it was dragon meat, Nanchuan had it.

"Humans." The cook gave an answer that stunned Ye Fan, pointing to the damaged chopping board: "Fresh human beings."

"Take humans as ingredients..." Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Humans are the best ingredients in the world, especially fresh humans." The cook answered. He didn't care about Ye Fan's expression at all. When he talked about this part, he seemed to be enthusiastic.

"Human beings, with their limbs, internal organs, and meridians, are the most perfect creations in the world, and they are also perfect ingredients. As the most powerful chef in the world, I had the idea of ​​researching this long before I died, but unfortunately, it has never been realized."

"It was Dujia who resurrected me, which gave me the opportunity to show my skills."

At this point, the chef looked at Ye Fan: "You may not imagine how much research I have done to cook the human race to get here."

"Every big pot in this Lieyang is made by me. As long as you peel and wash the human body and throw it in, you can cook a beautiful meat soup. After drinking it, it is not only delicious, but also can make these mythical soldiers gain new strength, and even give birth to new mythical soldiers..."

"This is perfect cooking, and it is the highest realm that a chef can reach. And you, kid, following you, can I still reach this highest realm?"

"No." After hearing what the chef said, Ye Fan's face was black and he pulled the bowstring to the full.

"Senior, Dujia is a disaster to the people. I thought you were a good person. You may have been helpless to help the evildoers."

"I never thought that you were an accomplice of Dujia's evil deeds."

"If that's the case, then we have nothing to say."