The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 971 Dragon Scale Face

After struggling to break through the success of his first independent cooking, Allen's subsequent cooking was not smooth sailing, and several subsequent attempts ended in failure.

Figueras was almost going crazy. He had gone through a lot of hardships in order to collect the wasted ingredients from Allen. Now, the Assassin's Guild and the Adventurer's Guild in Mansha City probably have more tasks for Figueras. Dozens and countless teams of adventurers are guarding against this deceiving dragon in various areas.

But his efforts were not rewarded with the rewards he deserved. How could he make the always shrewd dragon willing to do so?

But it couldn't vent its inner negative emotions on Allen, because Figueras knew very well that Allen's efforts and contributions over the years were no less than those of the dragon Figueras.

In order to improve his cooking skills, Allen moved almost the entire Green Lake Culinary Academy-related classics to the top of the mountain. While learning and understanding new cooking techniques, he also had to integrate and master these techniques thoroughly.

At this time, the top of the mountain was turbulent again, and a strong magical vibration was brewing on top of Figueras' head, covering up the slender figure of the bugbear, appearing and disappearing.

The dragon's heart was in its throat, and it didn't dare to take a breath. Allen was cooking the ingredients at this time, but the dragon looked at the ingredients and provoked several black dragons in the city of Bonn in the north. The two sides followed the dragon challenge rules. After fighting, Figueras finally bit the chest of the adult black dragon and hid a piece of black dragon flesh in his mouth.

The reason for provoking the black dragon was that the dragon Figueras also had a strong fire talent, and flesh and blood was a good fire food.

As for the issue of being a dragon and enjoying the flesh and blood of his compatriots as ingredients, for Figueras, who is now obsessed with eating master-level fire dishes cooked by Allen himself, these are not worthy of the dragon's fear.

The red clouds are constantly shrinking, and an orange-red flame in the crater forms a ribbon and pours into the clouds, adding a bit of brightness and a bit of danger.

Allen's face is solemn and serious, and his movements are light and easy, a little less solemn and a little more calm. It is obvious that countless failures over the years have made his cooking skills extraordinary.

Under the control of his consciousness, the mental hairspring became Allen's countless invisible hands, rubbing and beating the outer layer of the red cloud. In conjunction with the two kitchen utensils held tightly by the visible hands, he skillfully removed many unnecessary impurity elements in the red cloud. , sorting and cutting one by one.

Soon, the huge red cloud turned into a crimson marshmallow that was slightly larger than a fist. At this moment, Allen did not compress and condense any more. Instead, he picked up the piece on the chopping board and marinated it in magic plant materials and spices. The flesh and blood in it was immediately thrown into the marshmallow-like condensation of elements on the iron pot.

The mental hairspring and the back of the meat cleaver kept slapping the surface of the flesh, while the iron pot controlled the flesh and marshmallow to continuously overlap and overlap. Each time the marshmallow collided, a few points would dissipate until it was completely integrated into the mass of flesh and blood.

When Allen finally stopped, the piece of dragon meat from the adult black dragon turned into a ball of meat.

The iron pot continued to tumble, and the right hand that put down the kitchen knife grabbed the spices that had been processed for a long time, cut the ingredients into various fine shapes, and put them into it one by one according to the existing cooking plan.

After all the ingredients were completely integrated into the red dough-like meat paste, Allen threw the iron pot high, and the meat paste flew into the sky. Just as it fell towards a steaming stew pot on the stove, Allen picked up the kitchen knife again with his right hand, and used the sharpening skills he had used to carve stone statues in his early years, and brushed the knife with dragons and phoenixes on the lump of meat.

Xixi~~
  Stewed over a slow fire, ripples appeared on the surface of the single stew pot, and slices of meat as thin as cicada wings fell into the hot magic soup, and they were ripe in an instant.

The pureed meat disappeared into the light yellow soup in a few seconds, and then Allen stopped all his movements and took out the bright red round meat slices that gradually floated to the surface of the soup from the stew pot with relief.

"Okay!!"     The slices of meat that had just come out of the pot looked ordinary, but as soon as Alan poured a few drops of dragon's blood from the crystal bottle, a majestic aura of ancient times came out of it.

"Is that all right??"

Figueras was a little unbelievable at this time. He had failed so many times before, and the noise caused by it was so shocking. However, he did not expect that after the success of this cooking, there was not much movement, not even the strange phenomenon like the latest success. .

If it weren't for the fact that he could personally feel the increasingly intense magic smell emanating from the food on the plate in Allen's hand, Figueras wouldn't have believed how much magical power this dish had.

“It doesn’t look like a masterful dish!!”

"What? Don't you believe I have skills?"

Hearing what Figueras said, Allen immediately felt unhappy: "If you think I'm lying to you, then I'll eat it myself!!"

"No, no, no, how could I not believe you!!"

Seeing Allen's attitude, Figueras no longer hesitated. He rushed forward and snatched the dish from Allen's hand. While greedily sniffing the rich and complex aroma of the dish, he did not forget to ask Allen for advice. : "What is the name of this dish? What are its effects?"

"I call this dish Dragon Scale Noodles. Although it is not really made from pasta, its taste and texture are not much different from pasta, and it has a tough bite."

"As for its effect, it can purify the ancient bloodline of the dragon-veined user and improve the efficiency of the dragon-veined user in using natural energy."

If Figueras had not already agreed to it, the first master-level dish related to the fire element must be given to the dragon free of charge. After identifying the characteristics of this dish, Allen even had the urge to accept it as his Own.

If any Dragon Vein user can obtain this dish, the bonuses and improvements they will receive are immeasurable. Although Allen only introduced this dish with a few words, as a master who cooks this dish himself, Allen still has a sufficient understanding of its actual value.

"Okay, okay, Dragon Scale Noodles!!"

Figueras looked at the dishes in his hands. As time went by, the magical smell of the food became stronger and stronger. Even the mist it emitted gradually turned into flames. Figueras finally no longer doubted the true quality of the dishes. .

“I agreed that this dish will be mine!!”

"Yes!!"

"Just enjoy it slowly!!"

(End of this chapter)