Chapter 1541 - The Cola Chicken Wings Are Ready, Burp~ (2/2)

This was the Divine flame. After absorbing countless Laws, its temperature had reached an incredible level. Suddenly, a rumbling sound rang out, and then the atmosphere became somewhat frozen. As soon as the Divine flame fell into the stove, a hole was burned in the black wok.

Both Bu Fang and the System were rendered speechless.

The System replaced the wok with another. Bu Fang had learned his lesson, so he controlled the Divine flame’s temperature this time. After all, not all woks could withstand the flame’s temperature.

He filled half the wok with golden oil. Before long, it began to boil, sending forth wisps of white smoke. Bu Fang then took out the marinated chicken wings and put them into the oil, which were covered immediately with white bubbles.

Soon, the bubbles disappeared, and the wings became golden. Bu Fang retrieved them from the oil with a pair of chopsticks and placed them in a round plate, forming a circle. Hot steam kept rising from them.

He poured away most of the oil in the wok and only left a little bit behind. Then, he added the chopped seasonings such as the Son Mother Ginger and Scale Tail Scallion and began to stir-fry. When they started to give off a delicious fragrance, he added the chicken wings, one at a time.

Bu Fang tossed the wok, then stir-fried again. He was very skillful with this cooking method. Inside the wok, the chicken wings tumbled and spun rapidly.

His divine sense surged, fixing on the black wok and controlling the Divine flame. He wanted to keep everything under control. After all, the utensils he used now were not the God of Cooking Sets, and they were very fragile. After a while, he stopped tossing the wok to prevent the skin of the chicken wings from being damaged.

A delicious smell of chicken pervaded the air. Bu Fang sniffed deeply. Then, his expression grew solemn. He was already feeling great pressure, which told him that he had to be serious.

A hissing sound rang out as he opened a bottle of cola. He needed to add just the right amount of the drink, not too much or too little. It took a chef’s experience to judge. In fact, the recipe did mention the amount, but it was somewhat abstract. After all, the actual cooking and the recipe would be different.

He added the cola. A sizzling sound filled the air in an instant, and an intense aroma spread. A plume of white smoke rose from the wok, but Bu Fang grabbed a lid and covered the black wok with it.

A faint gurgling noise kept ringing out in the kitchen, which was the sound produced when the ingredients were transforming. Bu Fang exhaled softly, took a step back, and opened another bottle of cola.

Hiss…

He grabbed the crystal bottle and poured the cola into his mouth. As the refreshing drink rushed down his throat, his spirits perked up, and his divine sense seemed to grow stronger slightly. It was an extremely strange feeling.

Bu Fang’s eyes looked somewhat blurry as if he were drunk. ‘The more depressed an individual is, the more they turn to drink?’ He twitched the corner of his mouth and gulped down another mouthful of cola.

He removed the lid, and a plume of terrible hot steam shot out in an instant. The impact of the airwaves on his face actually gave him a refreshing sensation. A sweet, delicious smell pervaded the air immediately, refreshing and intoxicating.

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had not yet tasted the chicken wings, but he could almost feel a chicken flying. The wings had not yet entered his mouth, but it could already give him a vision. It was worthy of being a dish in the God of Cooking’s Menu. He wondered what effect these cola chicken wings had?

The next steps were the most critical. Bu Fang focused his eyes and told himself to be extra careful. After all, these cooking utensils were not the God of Cooking Sets. He might break these utensils, and the dish would be ruined.

Bu Fang gulped down another mouthful of cola. His scalp went numb with the refreshing sensation. Then, with a shake of his hand, four Wheels of Law emerged over his head: the Law of Life, the Law of Transmigration, the Law of Destruction, and the Law of Space.

Driven by his divine sense, the power of the four supreme Laws of the Universe went into the wok and fused with the dish. For a moment, all the chicken wings burst into a dazzling light, which seemed to cause the void to vibrate.

Rumbling filled the air over the top floor of the skyscraper, which came from the oppressive thunder. Dark clouds kept rolling over, blanketing the sky, and purple thunderbolts could be seen snaking in the clouds, exuding terrible pressure that terrified everyone.

At this moment, an old man walked slowly out of the imperial kitchen at the depths of the palace. His face was old, but when he saw the thunderbolts, his eyes focused. “This is the lightning punishment for a dish…” He exhaled deeply. “That direction… Is he the chef who saved His Majesty? This level of lightning punishment… has reached the level of the Heaven Divine Chefs.”

In the Divine Chef Temple, one Divine Chef after another raised their heads and looked in the same direction in disbelief. As Divine Chefs, they were no stranger to lightning punishment. However, the Xiayi Divine Dynasty’s level was far higher than great worlds, and it was extremely difficult to attract lightning punishment here!

“Is Lord Temple cooking now? This lightning punishment… is so strong!” Many Divine Chefs were shocked. They were suddenly curious about what dish Bu Fang was cooking.

The appearance of such a phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of all the experts in the Xiayi Divine Dynasty. Soon, the skyscraper was surrounded by countless experts.

In the restaurant, Er Ha, Lord Dog, Nether King, and the Crown Prince were already intoxicated by the smell. It was an aroma that could not be described with words.

With a rumble, a purple thunder dragon shot down from the sky, ripping the void. At the same time, a figure walked slowly out from the kitchen, carrying a blue-and-white porcelain plate in one hand while pouring cola into his mouth from a crystal bottle with the other.

“The Supreme Cola Chicken Wings are ready!” Bu Fang announced then promptly burped.

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