On the long street of the imperial city, in a secluded alley.
A gentle light flickered in the pitch-black alley. Blacky was quietly lying in front of Fang Fang's Little Store, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.
The store's doors were tightly shut. From the kitchen, the crisp and rhythmic sound of a kitchen knife colliding with a chopping board could be heard. Thud, thud, thud, the sound was crisp and pleasant.
Bu Fang's slender fingers were slightly wet as he held the kitchen knife and rhythmically cut the radish on the chopping board. The speed at which the kitchen knife moved was extremely fast, almost dazzling to the eyes. However, Bu Fang was methodical and his expression did not change. It was obvious that this level of speed was not considered fast for him.
Finally, when the last piece of radish was cut, Bu Fang wrapped his fingers around the handle of the knife and slightly waved it. The kitchen knife began to spin along his fingers like a windmill.
Then, Bu Fang flicked his wrist and the kitchen knife was perfectly inserted into the knife holder.
After stretching his back, Bu Fang slightly opened his mouth and yawned. He would practice his cutting and carving techniques whenever he was free. As a chef who wanted to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, he could not slack off in the slightest. He had to earnestly practice the basics of being a chef at all times.
Wiping away the water on his hands, Bu Fang's calm eyes were suddenly filled with excitement. His mind sank into the system.
"The abrupt mission is completed and the reward has been issued. The reward seems to be Dragon Blood Rice and a ten percent increase in true energy cultivation progress … Not bad."
Bu Fang smacked his lips and was somewhat elated. His current cultivation progress was not slow. At least, compared to those who were cultivating, his breakthrough speed was like flying. However, Bu Fang did not care about his cultivation level because of his battle prowess.
The reason he broke through his cultivation level was so that he could have a more stable supply of true energy to cook those true energy dishes.
Even though he was currently a fifth grade Battle-King, his true energy was almost depleted after cooking many true energy dishes. This was very troublesome for him.
Moreover, with his current cultivation, he couldn't use the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife for too long …
If the next time he went to capture ingredients, the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife would turn into a black lump kitchen knife due to the lack of true energy halfway. That scene … Bu Fang felt embarrassed just thinking about it.
The system's reward had been released. The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly. Following the system's instructions, he squatted down, opened the cupboard below, and took out a ceramic jar.
The jar was a little heavy, which surprised Bu Fang. It was filled with Dragon Blood Rice.
After placing the lid on the table, Bu Fang opened the lid of the ceramic jar. A slightly pungent aroma of rice wafted out. This aroma was not unpleasant, and it even made one want to take a deep breath.
Bu Fang's eyes lit up when he saw the plump rice in the ceramic jar.
The color of the rice was red. At first glance, it looked dark and gloomy. However, after looking at it for a long time, one would notice that the rice seemed to be emitting a bewitching blood-red light.
"Is this the Dragon Blood Rice? It seems to be something … "Bu Fang pursed his lips, reached out two fingers, picked up a grain of rice, and brought it closer to take a closer look.
"Dragon Blood Rice (SemiDragon) is made from the blood of a seventh grade SemiDragon spirit beast. It has been soaked in the blood essence of the SemiDragon and absorbed its blood essence. After growing in a difficult environment, the rice grains are plump, dark red in color, and full of rich essence and spiritual energy. It's a rare ingredient," the system introduced in a serious and solemn voice.
After hearing this, Bu Fang was taken aback. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He didn't expect that the Dragon Blood Rice was not watered by the blood of a true dragon, but by the blood of a Flood Dragon. This made the quality of the rice much lower.
However, Bu Fang didn't dwell too much on it. Currently, the highest ingredient provided by the system was around the seventh grade. Perhaps it was because of his limited strength. When his cultivation base broke through, he might be able to get better ingredients.
Bu Fang rubbed his chin, looking at the jar of Dragon Blood Rice. The system didn't provide the latest recipe for Dragon Blood Rice, so Bu Fang had to figure out how to cook Dragon Blood Rice by himself.
He grabbed a handful of Dragon Blood Rice, and the rice grains slipped through his fingers, falling into the ceramic jar.
Feeling the spirit energy and essence energy flowing in his palm, Bu Fang's mouth twitched, and he had a plan in his mind.
There were many ways to cook rice. For example, Egg-Fried Rice was the most basic rice cuisine. Egg-Fried Rice wasn't difficult, but it wasn't easy either. For many chefs, it was an entry-level dish, and they could learn it in a few days. However, to cook it well, it was very difficult.
However, Bu Fang didn't intend to use Dragon Blood Rice to cook Egg-Fried Rice. It wasn't because Egg-Fried Rice wasn't good, but because Bu Fang couldn't find … an egg worthy of this Dragon Blood Rice.
In cooking Egg-Fried Rice, the importance of the rice was self-evident, but the importance of the egg couldn't be neglected either.
He first poured out half of the Dragon Blood Rice from the ceramic jar into a porcelain bowl, then poured in the Heaven Mountain Spring Water that was brimming with spirit energy, and began to wash the rice.
After digging for a while, the color of the rice gradually seeped out a faint red. Every grain of Dragon Blood Rice was stained with luster, plump and plump.
He poured this rice washing water into the flowerpot of the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree that was working hard to give it some nourishment.
Bu Fang returned to the kitchen, poured the Dragon Blood Rice into a steamer, put it into the iron pot on the stove, and began to steam it.
During the steaming process, Bu Fang began to cook other dishes. Taking out a piece of fatty Wandering Dragon Cow Meat, green smoke curled around Bu Fang's hand and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared. With a flourish of the knife, the Wandering Dragon Cow Meat was completely diced.
He lit the fire, heated the wok, poured in oil, added some seasoning ingredients, and stir-fried for a while. A pungent aroma surged out.
Pouring the Wandering Dragon Cow Meat into the wok, Bu Fang suddenly poured out his true energy, covering the iron wok. Then, he began to stir-fry. Flames surged up, and with a shake of the wok, oil splashed everywhere.
The sound of the spatula colliding with the iron wok reverberated throughout the entire store.
Not long after, the rich aroma of beef wafted out, lingering above the entire store.
Pouring the thickened sauce into the wok, the ruddy Wandering Dragon Cow Meat immediately trembled in the wok, the thick and fragrant sauce bubbling.
Covering the wok, Bu Fang allowed the Wandering Dragon Cow Meat to simmer for a while.
During this time, Bu Fang found a circular plate and took out a white radish. Twirling the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in his hand, he waved it at the white radish. Not long after, an exquisite radish flower appeared.
For the current Bu Fang, carving a flower was really not a difficult task.
Placing the flower on the plate, Bu Fang carried the plate to the steamer, which was already emitting a rich aroma of rice.
Opening the steamer, steam rose up, and a rich essence energy and aroma spread out.
Bu Fang took in a deep breath, a little intoxicated. This rice aroma had a hint of sweet and refreshing sweetness.
He scooped up a big spoonful of Dragon Blood Rice and covered the plate. The semi-circular Dragon Blood Rice emitted a ruddy luster, full and fragrant, teasing one's taste buds and appetite.
Closing the steamer, Bu Fang returned to the front of the wok. Gurgling sounds continuously came from the wok, and the fragrance of meat continuously seeped out.
Stopping the fire, opening the wok, steam surged up, like an aroma bomb bursting forth.
Inside the wok, the thick sauce slowly flowed along with the bursting bubbles. The sparkling and fragrant Wandering Dragon Cow Meat was glistening with a splendor.
Bu Fang skillfully shook the wok, scooped out the Wandering Dragon Cow Meat with a ladle, and slowly poured it around the fragrant Dragon Blood Rice. The combination of the two fragrances made it even more difficult for one to control themselves.
He scooped out the thick sauce and poured it over the Dragon Blood Rice and the Wandering Dragon Cow Meat. The thick sauce flowed, steaming hot.
Under the light, the thick sauce seemed to be emitting light. The Wandering Dragon Cow Meat in the sauce slightly trembled under the heat. The sauce seeped into the cracks of the Dragon Blood Rice and began to loosen the rice, allowing the fragrance contained within to gradually be released.
Bu Fang snapped his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up. This simple yet not simple dish was completed.
"Dragon Blood Meat Donburi, done."
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