Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 440

The information room of the pub.

The night is already very deep, but here is still brightly lit.

The cardinal, as well as the two archbishops she brought, have not yet gone to bed, but have repeatedly confirmed the information they have collected and discussed the specific battle plan for the hunting demigods.

To be honest, the nun Big Sis Meyer was a little uneasy.

Out of devotion to the faith, the cardinal almost agreed without thinking about the Lord God’s Envoy to help him hunt the demigods.

But that is a demigod after all, only half a level of existence from the deity.

Because of anxiety, Meyer desperately wanted to do everything he could to prepare before the war.

Staying in the intelligence room with the conscientious high-level trio of the Holy See, and Vivian and Gregru who followed Dorn.

They are also helping to read some newly collected unimportant information.

Although it is true that they are helping, but supporting the three of them to stay up so late is not a passion for work.

Vivienne and the others are just waiting until Dorn comes out of the story world to cook. As for work or something, they just pass the time to do it by the way.

Just wait until midnight.

The “Alice’s Bedtime Readings” placed in the corner of the round table finally started to move. The dark red book sealed with geometric symbols flashing, and Donne’s figure was outlined on the edge of the book. .

As soon as he appeared, a fragrant and gentle fragrance filled the entire intelligence room.

“Dorn!”

Vivian and the others, who had been yawning for a long time, cheered up and surrounded Dorn one after another.

Especially Greg Lu and Hyena, the two masters and apprentices have not tasted Dorn’s craftsmanship for more than a year.

The addiction was hooked out after the smell, and he swallowed.

It’s hopeful!

It smells so good!

Didn’t wait in vain this night!

As for the three high-level officials on the Holy See’s side, although they were also attracted by the rich and delicious flavor of the fish soup, they appeared to be much more reserved.

“Sir, what is this?” Sister Big Sis kept her respect for the envoy and asked.

“Made with the deformed fish caught tonight, deformed fish tofu soup. It just so happens that you have been busy all night, drink a bowl of hot soup and relax.”

Because the big round table in the information room was filled with information materials, Don simply pulled out a table from the story world, placed it in the corner of the room, and put a pot of fish soup on it.

Vivian and others have happily taken the bowl and spoon to scoop the fish soup to drink.

Among them, the white, tender small cubes of ingredients also attracted their full attention. Take a piece of the entrance, smooth and tender, the delicious fish soup inside is full, and it also has a light bean fragrance.

good to eat!

And the people on the side of the Holy See.

The nun Big sis still kept the original deferential posture. The two archbishops, who were quite solemn in appearance, squirmed their throats invisibly while smelling the fresh fish in the air.

In the Holy See, perhaps because there is a bitter cultivator pope, although there is no too strong explicit requirements inside, it is generally not encouraged to enjoy the appetite.

This may also be one of the reasons why the cooking in the Holy See’s kitchen has always been unpalatable.

It’s okay when you don’t have any delicious food, and you don’t want to go greedy if you don’t meet it. But now that a pot of fish soup with a fascinating smell is in front of you, it is time to say whether you can restrain your appetite.

The two archbishops are all powerful and well-developed. Standing on the edge of the round table, you can clearly see the situation in the pot over there.

A whole pot of fish soup, the color is milky white, like cow’s milk. The room was filled with the fascinating scent that couldn’t be dissipated, but there was no smell.

There are also the small pieces of white cubes in the pot. They look very tender and smooth. Just heard from the husband, they seem to be called [豆腐]?

I don’t know what it’s like to eat in the mouth.

The two bishops’ solemn faces showed a hint of desire, but they were immediately taken over by their outstanding expressions.

At this time, Cardinal Meyer next to them sighed helplessly: “Go and taste it. Just relax with a bowl of soup, like your husband said. Thank you for your hard work today.”

The two archbishops were slightly embarrassed when they heard this.

However, after a brief hesitation, they walked towards the pot of sinful fish soup, and took the bowl and spoon seriously and tasted it.

“This is not indulgence, it’s just necessary relaxation.” The bishops told themselves this in their hearts, and then scooped the milky white fish soup into the mouth.

The taste is the same as imagined just now, but it is better than imagined!

This damn delicious…

“Mayer Miss, don’t you taste it?” Dorne asked, seeing that the cardinal did not intend to move.

“I’m not hungry, sir.”

Meyer just shook his head, and then sat down at the round table again, seeming to want to devote himself to work again, so as not to pay attention to the happy supper in the corner of the room.

She picked up a piece of information that had just been sent in the evening, and before she could read the two lines, a small plain bowl was pushed in front of her.

The bowl was filled with brown fish on the surface, cooked white fish inside, and pieces of peculiar ingredients called tofu, all soaked in a thick white soup like cow’s milk, and a little green onion garnished on it.

The nun Big sis took a gentle breath with restraint, and the fragrant scent went straight to her nose.

Then, she heard the voice of the envoy who appeared inexplicably and was chosen by the gods inexplicably:

“When you work hard, don’t forget to fish.”

As soon as he looked up, Don was standing on the other side of the table, looking at himself with a smile.

“Touch, fish?” Big sis, the conscientious nun with a bookish atmosphere, was a little dazed.

This divine envoy will occasionally say some words that he does not understand.

“Oh, what I mean is-while working hard, don’t forget to take a good rest. Combining work and rest can be more efficient.” Dorn changed his words, and then lowered the volume:

“Taste it, it was me, the Holy See’s envoy, who did it. It’s a face for me.”

Now that everything is said to be worth it, Meyer really has no way to refuse.

The face of the Lord God’s Envoy, what you say is to be given.

Meyer put down the letter paper, looked at the bowl of fish soup with perfect appearance, and invisibly sipped his mouth, then picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fish with the soup, and put it carefully into his mouth.

Suddenly, the tenderness of the fish meat and the fragrant whiteness of the fish soup blended in the mouth!

It directly ignited the taste buds of this cardinal who has restrained his desire for many years!

This is too delicious!

“That’s right.” Dorn looked very happy when he saw that the other party had finally eaten.

Then he set off by himself and went to Vivian and the others, and tasted the pot of fish soup tonight together.