Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

The kitchen knife in his hand flipped over and stood on the chopping board.

Fan Wei lifted the white cloth on the wooden box that the staff had brought, and a number of huge and bizarre monsters came into view.

Most of them are aquatic species. If I'm not mistaken, it should be because the first floor maze is blocked and the Royal Consulate commissioned adventurers to transport them from the second floor maze.

Including deep-diving fish, saw-tooth mudfish, swamp crabs, Glenny turtles, etc., which are low-level monsters.

There were many chefs at the scene, who were said to be transferred from various restaurants in Maze Street. When they saw someone was going to detoxify a monster, they all came forward to watch this unprecedented job.

"Let me help you, Mr. Fan."

A middle-aged chef wearing a white chef's hat walked up and said with a smile. He looked ordinary, but very neat and tidy, as if he took good care of himself every day.

"Thank you, thank you for your trouble." Fan Wei did not refuse. Frankness was the first layer of camouflage he wanted to show.

The middle-aged chef turned around to get the ingredients, but found Clara blocking his way.

Ever since Fan Wei told her about the crisis he had sensed, the girl had been protecting him especially carefully, as if she was afraid that Fan Wei might encounter an accident.

"I don't need you." Her eyes were cold as she ordered him to leave. "It's enough for me to help you, sir."

Swoosh! The long sword was unsheathed, and with a flash of cold light, it split the huge and hard Glenni tortoise into several pieces, causing its shell to fall off.

With a "ding" sound, Clara touched the ground with the tip of the knife. She looked coldly at the middle-aged chef and was about to say, "You are next!"

"Ha, ha, ha, Mr. Fan... this, this is..."

The middle-aged chef asked with a stiff smile, as he broke out in a cold sweat after being stared at by the girl.

Fan Wei raised his lips helplessly, winked at Clara, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, our Clara is quite sensitive to strangers, so she usually helps me."

"Oh, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous." The middle-aged chef waved his hand, but Fan Wei spoke again.

"If you don't mind, let's deal with the ingredients together."

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes. This was exactly what the middle-aged chef wanted. "Okay, then I'll show you how ugly I am."

He took out a toolbox and pulled the drawer to reveal many exquisite knives, which were carefully divided according to their functions and had everything you could need.

On the other side, Fan Wei simply pulled out a square kitchen knife and started to deal with them. Many of the monsters were seen for the first time by him and needed to be studied and researched.

When you stroke the surface of the serrated mudfish with your palm, you will feel the sticky and cool feeling, along with a faint fishy smell that enters your nose.

It's not fresh anymore, it looks like it's been frozen for a few days. These guys are really well prepared, but can they be a little more careful? This will have a huge impact on the ingredients!

Fan Wei used a knife to cut open the fish's belly, as lightly as holding a willow leaf, and removed the internal organs and discarded them.

Even so, the fish still tastes a bit strong. It seems that I can only use more onions, ginger, cooking wine and other ingredients to remove the fishy smell, and then cook it with sauce.

After completing the first step, Fan Wei, who was supposed to continue, stopped, suddenly closed his eyes, put his palms on the fish, and breathed in and out quietly.

"Mr. Fan?" The middle-aged chef asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

The chefs around him didn't understand Fan Wei's actions, but as the first person to detoxify the legendary monster, they all opened their eyes wide and observed every detail.

"I'm listening to the sounds of the ingredients." Fan Wei said calmly with his eyes closed.

Everyone in the circle almost sprayed water! Listen to the sound of the ingredients? Are you sure it's not the magic of the dead?! They are all dead, even if they could speak originally, they can't make any sound!

“You may not understand, but ingredients also have their own souls! They are telling the cooks how they want to cook!”

Fan Wei still had his eyes closed, and as if he could hear everyone's thoughts, he insisted.

"......" It became even quieter everywhere.

So it’s not enough that the monster was killed, but it’s also crying and asking someone to cook it to make it taste better?

The middle-aged chef frowned, feeling that this was pure nonsense, but when he thought about how the poison of this monster that no one had ever detoxified could be detoxified by the person in front of him, perhaps it was because of his seemingly abnormal behavior!

Fan Wei still had his eyes closed, and the others gradually came to the same conclusion as the middle-aged chef and watched carefully.

As for whether the food ingredients make any sound, Fan Wei himself did not hear anything, but through touch, he gradually understood the physiological structure and meat quality of the monsters.

Even the reaction while cooking and the imagined taste have appeared in my mind.

This is his experience and intuition as a chef!

The "sound" of ingredients is more like the chef's understanding of the ingredients after coming into contact with them. The more he understands the ingredients, the better he knows how to cook them.

Therefore, the ingredients caught in the maze are easier to prepare than those prepared directly in the kitchen.

Fan Wei opened his eyes, and at that moment, his aura changed. The large kitchen knife in his hand was as flexible as a threading needle, and he quickly and accurately removed the parts of the sawtooth mudfish where toxins had accumulated.

In a flash, the fish was cut into pieces and placed in the basin.

This knife skill immediately amazed everyone. Even the adventurers who were not chefs felt the pleasing beauty in it.

"So strong! Is this his ability as a chef?!" The middle-aged man took a half step back, shocked by the oppressive force.

But as a professional chef, his pride prevented him from retreating any further. Instead, he felt the urge to compete with the guy in front of him!

The knives flashed wildly, and saw-toothed mud fish that were as thick as arms and more than one meter long were quickly processed and piled up to the height of a small mountain. Fan Wei poured them into a basin the size of a bathtub.

Add ginger and starch, mix well to remove the mucus, then open bottles of sweet wine for seasoning and pour over the pickling.

Next are the swamp crabs and Glenny's turtles. Dead crabs will quickly breed bacteria after thawing, so Fan Wei quickly put ginger slices in them and steamed them.

For the Glennie tortoise, after removing the inedible parts, it is stewed to remove the black foam, then removed, rinsed and stewed again.

This turtle has a very strong strange smell and it starts to release its fragrance after being boiled three times. Fan Wei found some roots and vines and chopped them up and boiled them together, which greatly enhanced the medicinal power of the soup and calmed the mind and warmed the stomach.

Of course, before making each dish, he would not forget to press down the ingredients and "listen" for a while.

At the same time, quietly release "toxin removal", which is the key to everything.

"I understand!" The middle-aged chef was concentrating and suddenly came to his senses! "This is actually the way to deal with monsters!"

? ? Fan Wei turned his head in surprise, wondering if this was the real master!

"Let me try, Mr. Fan." Walking to the stove, the middle-aged chef solemnly picked up the tools and began to process the sawtooth mudfish.

The belly is opened, the black film is scraped off, a small cut is made at the tail, and the balance line that affects the taste is removed...even the small piece of thin scale under the two fins is well processed.

The middle-aged chef changed tools one after another, like a fine carver, showing his profound skills.

Even Fan Wei couldn't help nodding his head, learning from those techniques and gaining some insights. Sure enough! Chefs serving the royal family must be very capable.

In fact, from the first sight of the middle-aged man, Fan Wei could tell from his exceptionally neat appearance that he was essentially serving a big shot.

Unless the guests you are receiving are high-ranking officials and you need to pay special attention to your image, ordinary people don't have the time to take such strict care of their appearance.

Whoosh—a faint blue flame rises.

The middle-aged chef picked up a frying pan, poured wine into it and began to cook the mud-coated fish. He chose the sweet taste of honey as the base flavor of the fish and added some chili powder.

It is similar to Fan Wei’s choice, both use strong flavors to cover up the slight staleness of the ingredients themselves.

The golden fish pieces were soon steaming out of the pot. The middle-aged chef used tongs to carefully arrange the pieces one by one, and finally garnished them with a few fan-shaped vegetable leaves and used sauce to add ripple-like traces.

A mixture of gold and green creates a bright and attractive "Flying Fish in the Water" and the work is done.

"Mr. Fan, what do you think of this dish?" The middle-aged chef looked at Fan Wei with sharp eyes.

“Well, the cooking skills are excellent. There are no problems with the heat and seasoning. The plating creativity is also excellent. It’s just that the ingredients themselves…” He looked at the dish with rich green color hesitantly.

Fan Wei suggested sincerely, "Maybe you need to think about it again..."

"......" The middle-aged chef looked at the food on the plate and spoke quietly, "Mr. Fan, do you think my poison...is not completely eliminated?"

Silence is the wind today, silence is the birds flying across the sky.

"As a chef, my skills are the only thing I am proud of." The middle-aged man spoke again in silence, "Maybe I am not as talented as you, Mr. Fan, but my experience tells me - I can do it!"

He suddenly forked up a piece of fish and said, "Being responsible for the food itself is the bottom line of a chef!"

Amidst the wide-eyed gazes of the crowd who were unable to stop him, the middle-aged chef put the honey-braised mud fish into his mouth!

“Hmm! Is this the smell of a monster?”

The serious expression softened a little, and the middle-aged chef was just like Fan Wei who tasted monster meat for the first time. He was deeply excited and yearning for the novelty and infinite possibilities of the monster meat!

Gulp, he swallowed it! He ate his own food, eating it in the sunshine!

"Wow! That's great!!" The surrounding chefs cheered, "Chef! You succeeded!!!"

What a great moment! The human chef challenged the impossible and truly took the first step into the door of monster cuisine! !

Everyone seemed to see a magnificent and sacred door slowly opening to them!

"Ah——" He fell to the ground with a thud, and the door closed again... The middle-aged man suddenly foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled back and he lay on the ground.

"Is not likely to!"

"Head chef——!!!"

"Hey, help!" Fan Wei quickly gave the middle-aged chef an antidote.

But he ate a whole piece! I'm afraid this dosage is very troublesome.

"Where are the clergy? Call the clergy!"

Someone shouted in panic and called for a stretcher. Fortunately, there were many therapists around, so the middle-aged chef was able to come and go with dignity.

"Hmm!" Under the effect of the antidote, he barely lifted himself up from the stretcher and stretched out his hand to Fan Wei.

"Mr. Fan, I will definitely come back! Uh-"

After saying that, he lay down completely and let out a long breath. There were many cries from the side, "Chef, hold on! You must not be in any condition!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Some of the young chefs were already in tears, and the next task of learning from Misl Fan would fall on them.

After waving goodbye to the chef, Fan Wei turned around leisurely, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

This devil, he laughed!

"Um... Next, is there anyone willing to help?"

The inquiries were booming, the chefs' pupils were shaking, the gate of hell was opened!!!