Chapter 1745 - The First Dark Cuisine, Stargazy Pie! (2/2)
“Hmm… It’s not a delicacy. Dark cuisine is the opposite of a delicacy…” Bu Fang said after thinking for a moment. In fact, there was nothing wrong with what he said.
The nobles exchanged glances and said nothing again. If truth be told, they would not mind if it was a delicacy. After all, the reward was enough for them to take the risk. Profits moved people.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind him. Foxy was sitting on his shoulder. “So, are you guys ready?” he asked seriously, sweeping his gaze down the participants.
The tone in his voice worried the nobles, but they nodded all the same. The noblewoman looked on with interest. She sat not far from the table, crossing her legs. She wanted to see what Bu Fang would cook.
“Very well. We will begin the challenge of the first dark cuisine. I wish you all… good luck.”
After that, Bu Fang turned and walked up to the stove. He had decided what would be the first dark cuisine. The dish was even more… brutal than stinky tofu! The powerful taste… only those who had tasted it before could understand!
With a thought in his mind, he exchanged a can of sour herrings from the System, as well as a few fresh herrings. At the thought of the dish he was about to cook, he could not help but feel excited.
He examined the can. It was perfectly sealed, so none of its despairing smell was leaking. He had no intention to let the smell out so soon.
With a shake of his hand, he took out the spirit flour produced in the farmland, then used it to make dough. It looked as though he was making some pastry. The nobles were not impressed, and some even furrowed their brows.
“This chef is not trying to take advantage of this opportunity to coax us to eat some delicacy, right?” The same doubt arose in some of the participants’ minds.
“I don’t think so… We’ve persisted for so long, and he knows that we will not be deceived by such tactics! Let’s keep watching. I’m sure he has some other tricks after this…”
Bu Fang set the dough aside and let the yeast work its magic. Then, he took out the silver herrings. The next moment, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife emerged, spinning in his hand. He grabbed its handle and began to process the fish.
He removed their guts, cut them in half, and seasoned the upper part of the fish. He even made their eyes brighter. After that, he stuffed them one by one into the dough, leaving the heads exposed. Soon, the dough was filled with fish heads who appeared to be gazing skyward.
Picking up the can of herrings, Bu Fang squinted around him. Then, he unleashed his mental force and wrapped the can to prevent the smell from leaking. He opened the can. A surge of smell immediately rushed up and blew into his face.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Even his face puckered up. ‘It… f*cking stinks! Stinky tofu is nowhere near as foul as this…’ Bu Fang could not imagine the feeling when this thing was shoved into one’s mouth. Perhaps only a true warrior would dare to eat it.
No one else could smell this because he had trapped it with his mental force. The crowd only saw his expression change dramatically the moment he opened the can. His facial features seemed to squeeze together, and for a moment, they thought they saw a despairing look on his face.
Xiao Ai was stunned. She did not know that the paralyze-faced Owner Bu could have so many different expressions. But… What did those expressions mean?
The ten participants at the table narrowed their eyes. They seemed to have caught a whiff of something unusual. This challenge seemed a little… frightening.
Bu Fang wrapped up the can of herrings with his mental force, removed the thick liquid, dug a hole in the center of the dough, and poured all the herrings into the hole. After that, the moment his face turned red, he put the dough into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and began to bake it.
He took a deep breath and felt that he was reborn. The smell almost knocked him out. He wiped his hands with a clean napkin and waited.
“Owner Bu… Has the challenge begun?” one of the challengers asked, somewhat uneasy. He seemed to be affected by the bizarre atmosphere.
“Be patient… A watched pot never boils,” Bu Fang said as he glanced at the man.
Master Zhen Yong was calm. As an alchemist, he had seen everything. This kind of challenge was nothing to him.
Time passed. The nobles watching from the surroundings were very curious. With every second passed, the challenge drew nearer. They were all very curious about the challenge!
Ding!
A crisp ding rang out of the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. Bu Fang’s eyes lit up. Then, he scanned the ten challengers. The look in his eyes made their hearts beat a little bit faster.
The noblewoman bit her lip and widened her beautiful eyes, watching. Looking at Bu Fang, Nethery had a feeling that he was going to create a scene. Foxy, on the other hand, was squeaking. For her, the only way to relieve her worries was to eat.
Bu Fang exhaled and rubbed his hands. Slowly, he lifted the wok’s lid.
Foxy leaned over the wok and widened her eyes. Her mouth was watering. She was eager to know what delicacy had Bu Fang cooked this time.
The next moment, Bu Fang reached his hand into the wok and slowly pulled out a plate, in which was a baked pie. The dough was baked into golden brown and had puffed up, with a milky white sheen at its center.
A few fish heads were protruding through the crust at the edge, their eyes shining brightly and appearing to be gazing skyward. These herrings were cooked, too, and a strange smell was wafting out of them.
But none of these mattered. What mattered was the smell coming from the pie.
Foxy froze the moment the pie appeared. The next moment, she covered her nose with her little paws, and tears began pouring out of her little eyes. She retreated several steps, her tails drooped listlessly, and white forms spewed out of her mouth.
The stench that erupted from the herring pie nearly made her heart stop beating!
Bu Fang puckered his nose and turned to the ten challengers. “The first dark cuisine is a herring pie called Stargazy Pie. The first person to eat the pie is considered to have passed the challenge,” he said. The stench made his eyes water.
“Accept the challenge, warriors!”