Pirate Kingship

Byron pretended to be obsessed, but his heart was alarmed.

This "recipe" is not like those ordinary things. You can see through its past and present with [Echoes of History] at a glance.

There is no doubt that it not only records taboo knowledge, but also a strange object with some extraordinary power!

The brain is working at high speed.

"Salman wants to solve the contradiction between extraordinary ability and disease. Orthodox medicine is completely helpless. He can only turn to [taboo knowledge] outside the sequence.

I am afraid this is also the reason why he dares to break the bottom line of human beings and rely on "kind" as staple food.

And the kind with the highest degree of homogeneity with him is probably a "chef" like me!

However, considering that those chefs disappeared quietly in the past, instead of disappearing in the captain's room, this strange object must have some necessary conditions for effectiveness.

There is no need to turn against it directly for the time being."

[Ship log] will not record all the secrets encountered.

But as long as it is recorded, it must have some important connection with Byron himself.

For example, now, a sailboat is the most basic survival unit on the sea. Being on the same boat, isn't it about the life and death of everyone on the boat?

Byron seemed to have taken great perseverance to move his eyes away from the cookbook.

He respectfully placed the plate with three dishes and a soup in front of Salman, and did not forget to apologize:

"As a chef, I am always keen to collect all kinds of novel recipes. Please forgive me for being rude.

Captain, please taste the dinner I prepared for you."

As he said, Byron followed the etiquette of the nobles' dining and took the lead in unveiling the soup before the meal - sea bream soup.

It also immediately diverted Salman's attention who was looking at him with interest.

This [gourmet] seemed to see a flash of light at the moment of opening the plate.

The gelatin of fish meat, fish skin, and bones has all been stewed in the soup, leaving only a bowl of pure white like milk.

Decorated with a piece of emerald green celery, it is pleasing to the eye.

This was completely different from what he had seen before, so he couldn't wait to take a bite of the silver spoon.

His blood-red eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out:

"Fresh! So fresh!"

When [Gourmet] becomes a first-level attendant, he will gain the passive ability [Identify Poison], and all foods that are poisonous to humans can be identified.

Even if he is thrown into a primeval forest that he has never been to, he will never be poisoned or starved to death.

He never thought that the "curse" on him was actually just because he ate too well, not because of wealth.

Once he started drinking, he couldn't stop at all. In a moment, he picked up the bowl and drank all the stewed purine.

"Ha, unlike the fish soup I had in the past, which relied on all kinds of precious spices to cover up the fishy smell, but also covered up the original taste of the food.

No butter, cream, or egg yolk dominates the taste.

This is the taste that fish should have.

My lips, tongue, and stomach, which had been gradually dulled, seemed to be full of vitality again.

It's so delicious!"

The corners of his eyes sparkled, and he no longer cared about any dining etiquette, and opened the other three plates with his own hands.

The first plate was four or five lobsters cut in half with butter and garlic.

In the past, most of the self-proclaimed noble upper class people basically did not eat this kind of seafood, and even thought it was actually a kind of insect.

Almost all the catches were fed to the livestock, as well as the poor, prisoners, and servants.

It was not until the king of the Iris Kingdom, a great food country, highly praised this dish in his palace banquet that it gradually became popular among the upper class.

Now the only cooking method is blanching, and the taste is relatively simple.

There are still not many people eating it, resulting in coastal areas everywhere, and there are also many on this uninhabited island.

The shrimp meat was cooked just right, making it full and chewy, and paired with the garlic sauce, the soul mate of seafood, Salman was conquered by it in an instant.

The second dish was a bit strange.

The carapace-like head was brightly enamel-colored, and the ruby-like flesh grew on a snake-skin-soft sleeve.

Smooth and transparent tentacles extended from the sleeve.

These tentacles were equally gorgeous, with flesh-colored, marble-colored and gray necks and bright orange tips.

When he saw what was inside, Salman was stunned and said uncertainly:

"Is this a barnacle?"

Byron waved his fingers in a pretentious manner:

"No, no, no, this is not an ordinary barnacle, but Wang. Ahem, the most delicious gooseneck barnacle in the world!"

The [Ship Log] shows that the gooseneck barnacles in the two worlds have similar habits, fixed on floating objects in the ocean, widely distributed in the world's oceans, and can be harvested in all seasons.

Not many people eat it in this world, but it was one of the most expensive seafood in the previous life.

This method is extremely simple.

Put some ginger sprouts and salt in the pot, boil the water, and then put the barnacles in and boil them. It is best to blanch them in clear water.

No need to add any seasoning, the freshness itself is already amazing.

After Salman repeatedly confirmed that the barnacles were not poisonous, he half-believed and half-doubtedly forked one and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he felt the incomparable sweetness exploded on the tip of his tongue, and the whole person seemed to float.

"This taste is like the concentrated essence of the entire sea bursting in my mouth, and countless fish and shellfish are all jumping on my tongue.

This taste that I have never experienced before is really delicious!"

After eating this, Salman couldn't help but burst into tears.

He felt that what he had eaten before was simply rubbish.

‘So, I absolutely cannot die. If I die, I will never be able to eat this kind of good food again! ’

Food strengthened his desire to survive, but it also made him eat more.

The last set, while not unusual, was his favorite in its own right.

—The same purine bomb: lamb.

Byron also thoughtfully prepared two dishes, cumin lamb chops and hand-caught lamb.

On the ship of a [gourmet], naturally there are plenty of spices carried, including chili, cumin, and pepper.

The cumin lamb chops are charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The hand-caught lamb is soft but not rotten, tender but not woody, fresh but not sour, and paired with minced garlic, Salman is hooked.

Paired with a glass of beer chilled with cold water, it is extremely comfortable and life is bliss.

What a garlic peeling fairy in mink, I'm in heaven now!

"So satisfying, Mr. Byron, you are the best chef I have ever seen!"

Byron, on the other hand, watched him eat with gusto, and couldn't help but think of the goats that were bleating for a long time in the sheep pen next to the kitchen.

There were also pirates who kept lining up to go in and come out with their belts in hand, all with tired looks on their faces.

His face couldn't help but turn a little blue.

In this era, sheep were brought on board sailing ships as a necessity, in addition to serving as a very rare fresh food reserve.

The more important use is actually to vomit~.

The discipline on a warship is far greater than that on a pirate ship. Byron has indeed never seen this kind of thing before.

But these pirates, who were much more lax, were different. They almost destroyed his outlook on life.

He swore that he would never eat mutton on the "Man-Eating Shark" again in his life.

Even if you kill them, you won’t eat them.

If he becomes a captain, he must add one to his "Ten Commandments of Pirates": the only way to use sheep is to eat them!

After Salman felt that his already extremely hungry appetite was completely satisfied, his spiritual glow became more and more lively.

The eyes secretly looking at Byron became more and more greedy:

‘Staple food: same kind!

The higher the cooking skill, the higher the degree of homogeneity with me, and the better the food effect.

I stole the [Strange Item: Bloody Mary's Gourmet Recipe] from the [Thirst Blood Order], drained all the food knowledge, and made it into the best 'staple food'.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what the [Cutting Inscription] is that activates this strange object.

We can only use its most basic functions to develop the only formula.

But it was enough for me to perform a ceremony to completely resolve my troubles. ’

‘Soon, soon.

No cook can resist the charm of this cookbook, so choose it as your reward, Mr. Byron.

If you can't understand its secrets, even a low-sequence transcendent will be helpless, let alone a mere mortal.

You are mine sooner or later! ’

I just don’t know if it’s an illusion.

The pain that usually only occurred in the early morning before was now vaguely impatient to show off.