Doomsday Pavilion

【End of the World Kitchen God System】

Host: Lin Chou (lower primate intelligent creature)

Strength: 12 (scum, you can't even beat a guinea fowl)

Agility: 10 (spicy chicken, really spicy chicken)

Intelligence: 6 (refer to carbon-based primate lower organisms, better than nothing)

Natural liberation

Cooking skills:

The majesty of the cook god: All edible creatures increase their damage level by one level, and all creatures that are listed in the menu and have been provided for customers to eat dishes will have a spike effect on them. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net]

Swordsmanship: Knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks can be used as tools. As the kitchen **** of the apocalyptic future, he is proficient in all kinds of cooking skills.

Menu of the God of Cooking: All creatures included in the menu of the God of Cooking will increase their damage by 50% and produce an inevitable hostile effect.

As a man who is the **** of cook in the future, he is only good at cooking all the mutant ingredients-made by the **** of cook, it must be a fine product. The special function level of all dishes is +1, and the delicious index is +1.

Food picking level 1, food processing level 1, knife skill level 1, seasoning level 0, heat control level 1, special function discovery level 0, and plate level 0.

God of Cooking Task: As a God of Cooking, how can you not have your own specialty dishes? A dish was selected as the master of the cook, and it was praised by 100 customers. Reward, random attribute point +1 (drop, detection of low-level primate host's brain structure is too simple, thinking is confused, temporarily replaced with intelligence +1), the low-level lucky draw chance of the God of Cooking system 1. Failure punishment, under the adjustment of this system, can you fail?

Doomsday Pavilion: 8 tables and 32 seats. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net]

Points: 0

Lin Chou watched it back and forth three times, looking ignorant.

The awakeners and mutants advocated by the base city all day, in fact, the most common people know about them is their strength, and their strength is amazing. If you want to ask where the evolving people are strong? Ordinary people know nothing.

As for Lin Chou, this product has always been a rookie.

Lin Chou began to ponder the task of mastering the cooking of the God of Cooking system, and after tasting the sweetness of natural liberation, he took it seriously.

Carelessly ignore the slander of the system.

In fact, Lin Shou’s craftsmanship is limited to filling the customers' stomachs. What kind of delicious dishes can you make with two kinds of seasonings and a little bit of tattered kelp picked up by the beach?

Thinking of this, Lin Chou couldn't help sighing, anxious.

Outside the door, Uncle Tiger showed a handful of dark muscles, and he hummed and hummed a heavy large tile urn into the yard, sweating profusely, obviously not a light weight.

Lin Chou also has a similar thing. It has been in the kitchen for decades. It has been half buried underground. It is dark and shiny. It is an assembly line product before the catastrophe. It is used to smoke chicken and bacon. It has its own fire pond. It is a pity that it was bought by grandpa. I have cooked salt-baked chicken once and have been buried in the corner with ashes.

"Right! Salt-baked chicken!!" Lin Chou patted his thigh.

Uncle Hu shivered and almost threw the urn out, "What, what chicken?"

"Oh, it's okay, Uncle Tiger, it's okay!"

Salt-baked chicken is a well-known Hakka dish before the catastrophe. According to legend, it was accidentally invented by salt workers in the ancient salt field of Huizhou six hundred years ago to store food. They put the cooked whole chicken in the salt pile for storage, which can preserve the food for a long time. The marinated chicken is fragrant and delicious, and has a unique flavor. The local restaurant has improved this dish by roasting raw chicken with large grains of hot salt to make it more fragrant and delicious, with soft skin and tender meat. [Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net]

It is also said that the salt-baked chicken was born out of the Hakka salted chicken dish. In short, regardless of the origin, the salt-baked chicken dish requires no other seasonings except chicken and salt. The flavor itself is enough!

Just do it!

Lin Chou came to the 11th market again, "Boss? Is there any big sea salt?"

"Yes, 1.5 pound of circulation points, how much?"

"First come fifty catties!"

"More, how much?"

"Fifty catties, why not?"

The boss's face was full of smiles, "There are some! I am all good salt after secondary purification and filtration! The grains are as white as snow!"

"Oh? So good? So cheap?"

The boss smiled bitterly, "Brother, we are clearly by the sea. Why do we need to buy any salt in this outer city! Go to the beach and transport a few buckets of sea water to dry the salt and you can use it for a month, although it tastes astringent and astringent. Suffering, after all, you don’t have to spend money!"

Lin Chou scratched his head, he really didn't know that salt was a very cheap thing, and a pound of salt was enough for half a month.

"Okay, it's only 50 catties." The boss asked for the address when he swiped the card and said that he would deliver it to the store later.

Lin Chou nodded in relief, "Boss, where can I sell chicken?"

The boss was taken aback and looked at Lin Chou weirdly, "Uh, there should be a meat stall over there..."

After I came to the meat-selling area, I realized why the salt-selling boss had such a strange expression.

"Boss, how much do you think the chicken is?"

The chicken seller was a skinny man with a sharp-billed monkey cheeks, and he was indifferent to answering, "One hen is three hundred and five, and one is a big rooster! One hundred and forty-four half-size chickens!"

"Damn! Are you a golden rooster?" The people around were obviously not surprised, and said one after another:

"Little boss, do you want to buy some mice? They are raised on Chengnan Farm! All of them have fat and strong bodies, ranging from more than one catty to five catties! One piece is seven to one catty!"

"Come on the bamboo rat! Make sure there is no mutation! The meat is tender! A twenty! Count up by ten catties!"

"Do you dare to buy the chickens sold by Skinny Monkey? My heart is so dark! There were eighty-one chickens yesterday! It was fifty the day before yesterday!"

The skinny monkey cursed with his throat, "Go, go, a bunch of poorly grown Erdao dealers, what do you know? The number of half-sized chickens in Shangcheng District has risen to 371 today! Don't eat it if you can't afford it!"

A group of people didn’t look pretty. For a long time, the skinny monkey sighed, "Oh, I earn three circulation points for a chicken. This is not even the passing money transported from the south of the city. The chicken farm in the south of the city has been plagued these days. The chickens are almost dying. Do you know that Li Da who supplied me before?"

"Well, I know, I should have seen it twice."

"Suicide! Of the three thousand chickens, there are six and a half dead."

"..."

A group of stallholders sighed for a long time.

"Hey? Little boss, why don't you go and have a look over there?" a person reminded.

"I said Liu, don't you cheat the little boss? There are mutated things, and they can be eaten by ordinary people?"

Da Liu replied, "Isn't there still fat pigeons? Ordinary people can eat it, but they can increase their strength and taste fresher than chickens!"

It suddenly occurred to Lin Chou that the system seemed to indicate that it was limited to cooking mutant creatures.

Picking up a chicken, as expected, the yellow word flickered wildly, "Warning, please the host immediately abandon this kind of **** low-level creature! Warning, please the host immediately abandon this kind of **** low-level creature, not for cooking! As the end of the future God of Cooking, you should have the dignity of God of Cooking!"

Forget it, change another.

Mutated animals and plants can’t be enjoyed by ordinary people, but they are the food and evolutionary fuel of the mutants. However, some species can’t even look down on the mutants.

For example, the fat-headed pigeon is one of them. The fat-headed pigeon is a new species formed by mutation of the guinea fowl. Its head is similar to a homing pigeon, but it has a forehead like a big goose. It is also called the fat-headed pigeon.

The tumor-like forehead of the fat-headed pigeon contains toxins that can cause diarrhea. Although it tastes good, it is also disliked by the mutants, because the fat-headed pigeons are the lowest-level mutant creatures and can provide minimal energy for the mutants. .

This diarrhea toxin is basically equivalent to a deadly toxin for ordinary people. Even if it can be completely removed after treatment, it cannot be accepted by ordinary people.

Before the cataclysm, everyone knew that the puffer fish was highly poisonous and delicious, and only a few people were able to pluck up the courage to enjoy the puffer fish.

The taste of guinea fowl is comparable to chicken, and it is not worth the risk.

What's more, rat meat is much cheaper than guinea fowl, tender and fragrant, and eating that thing at the risk of collapse and death is not worth the loss.