10,000 Ways to Clear Players.

Chapter 69 Lin Bai's Cooking Skills

"City Master, can someone else keep an eye on shopkeeper Lin?" Xu Longyun was correcting the official document, Zhao Tong opened the door and walked in, his face was ashen, his legs were trembling standing there.

"What's wrong?" Xu Longyun was taken aback by Zhao Tong's appearance.

"City Lord, I really can't hold it anymore. Shopkeeper Lin doesn't do a single thing!" Zhao Tong burst into tears before he could speak. Without blinking, at this moment, she felt wronged like a child.

"..." Xu Longyun put down the official document in his hand, frowned slightly, "Did he bully you?"

"He... He forced me to eat the food he cooked." Unpleasant memories came to his mind, and Zhao Tong's belly twitched, and he held his stomach subconsciously.

Thinking of the taste of Lin Bai's cooking, Xu Longyun felt a little full inexplicably. She looked at her guard sympathetically and asked, "Is he still cooking?"

"No more." Zhao Tong shook his head and said stutteringly, "He...Mr. Lin is starting to make pasta now."

"Dish?" Xu Longyun raised her head in surprise.

"Yes, steamed buns, noodles, pancakes, etc., basically the same." When Zhao Tong was speaking, he couldn't help belching, and his face became more and more ugly.

"It's nothing!" Xu Longyun said, "Although Lin Bai's fried dishes are a bit unpalatable, it shouldn't be a big problem for you. When you were doing survival training, didn't you even eat raw meat? "

"City lord, raw meat can be swallowed anyway, but the pancake baked by shopkeeper Lin is harder than green bricks; when he steams the steamed buns, he puts a lot of alkaline noodles in, and the steamed buns are bitter and astringent. The food made by that is even worse than my wife's..."

Zhao Tong wanted to control his expression, but as soon as he spoke, a sense of grievance welled up in his heart, and a burst of bitter tears flowed down unconsciously, "City lord, why don't you change someone to monitor shopkeeper Lin, or go to Go and persuade him, let him start alchemy quickly, he is really not good for cooking! I really can't stand it anymore."

Xu Longyun laughed aloud: "If you don't eat, can he still force you to eat?"

"Not only did he force me to eat it, but he also asked me if it was good after eating it?" Zhao Tong said with a sad face, "As long as I say something bad, he will immediately go back to the oven and redo it without hesitation. The enthusiasm of the..."

is talking.

Lin Bai came in from the outside with a piece of pancake, saw Zhao Tong, a smile immediately climbed his cheeks, and took his hand enthusiastically: "Brother Zhao, I knew you were here, come on, come on Come, try my new pancake..."

Flatbread?

Xu Longyun stared at the black disc-shaped object in Lin Bai's hand, her throat rolled, and she swallowed subconsciously: "Master Lin, do you call that a cake?"

"Yes, brother Zhao said that last time the cake was a bit raw, I added more heat this time to ensure that it will not be raw." Lin Bai said.

It is not born!

It's all carbon!
Anyone who is not stupid knows that this thing cannot be eaten!
This stuff is definitely intentional!

Xu Longyun's brows jumped, looking at Zhao Tong's eyes calling for help, he said: "Master Lin, Zhao Tong has other business affairs, I will assign another person to you!"

"No." Lin Bai shook his head resolutely, "I passed on a set of "Seven Wounded Hands" to Zhao Tong. As a price, he promised to help me try the dishes. Wouldn't it be a waste of my martial arts to change someone?"

"Have you learned his martial arts?" Xu Longyun looked at Zhao Tong.

"City lord, I thought I could add another set of exercises to the Dark Guard Mansion..." Zhao Tong explained in an embarrassing manner.

Cannibals have short mouths and soft hands!
You gave him a chance, he won't cheat you!
Xu Longyun glared at Zhao Tong angrily, pondered for a moment, and said: "A man should keep his word, Zhao Tong, the City Lord's Mansion will remember your sacrifice..."

"The city lord, it can be said that there are seven wounded hands, and only six moves!" Zhao Tong eagerly defended.

"Brother Zhao, this is your fault. You learned the Broken Arm Knife, but you really cut off your own arm? After learning the skill of controlling cranes, you can only fight cranes?" Lin Bai said, "Seven Wounded Hands is just a name. There are only six moves that are normal."

"..." Xu Longyun looked at the messy Lin Bai with black lines, and waved his hands, "Go, Zhao Tong, this is an order."

……

Lin Bai also had no choice.

He tossed and tossed 36 dishes until midnight before he finally finished them. He gained the fire skills rewarded by the God of Cooking system and gathered the three basic skills of a chef.

Lin Bai, who thought he had mastered fire skills and basic alchemy, believed that by referring to medical books and matching medicinal materials reasonably, even if he couldn't make a good pill, he could fool the system by making a useless pill.

But who knows, the ratio is wrong, the alchemy furnace will only produce residues.

Knead the residue with honey to make Chinese medicine balls, and the system does not recognize it.

last resort.

Lin Bai could only turn his mind back to the God of Cooking system.

The next task of the God of Cooking system is to make [-] types of pasta without violence, verbal threats, or bribes with money, and without collusion in advance, to win the approval of the same customer; the reward is the ingredient trait analysis technique.

Lin Bai believed that if he could not make pills by himself, what he lacked was his unfamiliarity with medicinal materials.

Most of the ingredients have medicinal properties. If you know their properties well, you may be able to practice diet-related pills such as Bigu Pill and Yangyuan Pill.

As long as one is made, the formula of Rejuvenation Pill will be available.

……

But the God of Cooking system may see that his way of clearing the level is too different, and he doesn't look like a serious chef at all.

This time, three restrictive measures were given: no violence, verbal threats, no advance collusion, and no bribery with money.

Lin Bai was really stumped.

He went to school to eat in the cafeteria, went back to the dormitory for instant noodles, and ordered takeaway when he was too lazy to go out.

How can there be any serious cooking skills!

The few dishes I cooked yesterday were learned when Chef Fanzhan was watching Master Zhang cooking, otherwise, he wouldn't even know the steps of cooking.

Just make [-] kinds of pastries, and you can make it after a lot of hard work. The key is to get the recognition of customers!
Isn't it difficult for him?

How long does it take for a person with almost zero cooking skills to make [-] pastries that are recognized by customers?
Does he still have to race against the players!
If there were not so many restrictions, it would be the best choice to ask players to clear missions. They would do anything for rewards...

Without collusion, without money, let the player say yes, and the only reward he can pay is martial arts.

The other party has never said yes, does he keep giving rewards, let players card bugs, and use martial arts from him?
He is not the kind of person to please players!
and so.

The only ones who suffered were the hidden guards sent by the city lord to monitor him.

Compared with the players, the hidden guards are obviously much easier to bully. With a set of ordinary seven-injured hands, Lin Bai got the qualification of gourmet food tasting from Zhao Tong.

Lin Bai knew that he had no talent in cooking, and it was impossible for him to be recognized by Zhao Tong with his skills.

and so.

He can only do the opposite.

Whenever Zhao Tong dares to find fault with the food he cooks, he will order it to be even more unpalatable next time, just to force Zhao Tong to say yes against his will when he can't eat it anymore.

But Zhao Tong is an elm lump who doesn't understand, and he can avoid the disaster by saying that it is delicious, so he insists on pointing out his shortcomings for every pasta!
In this way, he fell into an extreme vicious circle, and Lin Bai had to rack his brains to make even worse food, and he almost added shit to the food...

What a dog!

This guy has never been in love at all!

(End of this chapter)