Douluo Dalu: Shrek's Seven Monsters' Road to Becoming Gods

Chapter 276 Not worthy of being a chef

This lasted for three full days, and Zhu Zhuqing also fainted because his divine power was blocked and unable to be used.

Xiao Wu maintained the lives of everyone with the pure power of the forest spirit. She was surprised to find that although everyone's frostbite seemed to be serious, there was no damage to the body inside, even if the power of ice and snow was from the body to the body. Dai Mubai, who was experiencing skyrocketing prices, was fine.

This actually made Xiao Wu feel relieved a lot.

With the power of the forest god, everyone's life is not in danger.The only thing that needs to be worried about is how long Tang San's divine power can last.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu's pretty face was full of worry, Ning Rongrong's face was also livid, and her whole body was almost completely slumped on Xiao Wu's body, unable to move, so Xiao Wu couldn't walk to Tang San.

Tang San shook his head, and a smile appeared on his resolute face, "Xiao Wu, I'm fine. You take good care of Rongrong."

The ice and snow roared outside, but within the barrier, the only three conscious people remaining cared about each other, looking peaceful and peaceful. It seemed that the physical pain did not affect their spirits at all.

"We've been staying here for a few days, and I don't know what's going on with Xiao Ao?"

After all, they were still protected by divine power, but Oscar was the only one on his side, and he didn't know what was going on. How could Ning Rongrong really feel relieved?

"Hiss!" Oscar, who was cooking in the kitchen at Hao's Restaurant, suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

The spatula in his hand also fell directly into the pot, making a noisy sound.

"Brother Xiao Ao, what's wrong with you?"

Outside the door curtain, Hao Xiaobao stuck his head out and looked into the kitchen.

"I'm fine. The dishes for the guests at table three are ready. Xiaobao, please send them over."

Oscar smiled softly, raised his hand and touched Hao Xiaobao's hair, and handed over the prepared dishes.

Looking at Hao Xiaobao's growth and development, Oscar couldn't help feeling a little emotional, time flies so fast, and Hao Xiaobao has grown up in the blink of an eye.

Oscar felt distressed for a moment but didn't take it to heart. There was a lot of people outside, all coming for him, the most famous chef in the West City. He couldn't delay cooking because of these trivial matters.

The kitchen is filled with aroma, and Oscar has no time to spare. He is busy from morning to night every day. Sometimes when there are more guests, he can't even turn on the stove for a second.

However, this fulfilling life makes Oscar very satisfied, especially when the kitchen is filled with smoke and smoke, and the sweat drips down his back and wets his clothes, it feels so good.

They were busy until midnight, and it wasn't until Hao Xiaobao saw off the last customer and closed the door of the store that Oscar came out from behind wiping his sweat.

Looking at Hotter, who was smiling from ear to ear as he was making plans behind the counter, Oscar couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Xiao Ao, thanks to you, we have made a lot of money today. If we continue like this, we will get rich soon."

Haote couldn't hide the smile lines at the corners of his eyes, and his tone was full of joy.

As a businessman, he is lucky to find a chef like Oscar, and it is also his money tree.

"Brother Haote, I remember that tomorrow is another porridge day on the first floor in the world, right?"

Oscar counted the days. It had been three months since he last tasted Heqi porridge. During these three months, Oscar could almost see several hazy figures in his dreams every night, as well as the streets that day. A chaotic scene.

Afraid of worrying Haote and Hao Xiaobao, he didn't tell anyone about this matter.

"Yes, life goes by so fast, Xiao Ao, we have to go early tomorrow so that you can taste a few more bites, and then we can make a lot of money again."

Haote's smile deepened. He couldn't let a talent like Oscar go.

Oscar is definitely a genius for being able to perfectly replicate the recipe of Heqi porridge with just one taste.

And the reason why Haojia Restaurant has been packed every day for the past three months is precisely because of this.

It is said that a chef named Oscar at the Haojia Restaurant in Xicheng actually made harmonious porridge. According to people who have tasted the porridge served by No. [-] Restaurant in the World, the taste is almost the same.

As soon as the news came out, everyone, whether they had tasted it or not, exploded.

Oscar smiled modestly, "Brother, I've said it many times. Maybe it's just a coincidence. I can't cook it every time. In that case, wouldn't I be comparable to the best chef in the world? ?”

When Hot heard this, he simply put aside his calculations, walked over to Oscar, sat down, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Xiao Ao, what you said is wrong. In my heart, you are better than the best chef in the world."

How credible this statement is, naturally only Haote himself knows.

However, Oscar's ability to reproduce something from the best in the world was enough to shock him. He originally thought that this little brother he met by chance could only stay in the restaurant to help out, but he didn't expect to find a genius by accident!

It goes without saying that the dishes at Tian Xia No. [-] Floor are the best in the world, but not to mention the limited supply every day, even the price alone is not within the reach of ordinary people.

Although selling the same dishes has a bad reputation, the specific matters must be analyzed in detail. If the target is the best in the world, then things will be different.

Not to mention Xicheng, who in the entire Silvis Kingdom doesn’t want to have a bite of the best food in the world.

Seeing that Oscar didn't say anything, Haote returned to the counter and continued to settle accounts.

"Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao..."

The shouting in my ears was intermittent, and the sound was very blurry. I couldn't hear the man or woman clearly, and I could only vaguely identify the word "Xiao Ao".

"Brother, did you call me?"

"No, did you hear it wrong? You must be too tired. Go back and rest quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Hot was worried, fearing that Oscar would have some health problem and that he would not be able to make money for him.

Oscar frowned. This was not the first time he had heard a hallucination. Could it be that he was just too tired as his elder brother said?Or is there something wrong with your body?

With this thought in his mind, Oscar had an idea. After receiving the porridge tomorrow, he would go find a doctor.

The chirping of cicadas outside the house disturbed his dreams, and Oscar ignored it. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed, muttering something to his mind as he looked at God.

"That's right. Could it be that I didn't learn it correctly?"

He took out a book from under the pillow, and Oscar looked at it carefully by the light.

The name of the book is very straightforward, it's called The Complete Collection of Soul Master Cultivation, and the author is unknown.

It was given to me by a soul master who had no money to pay the bill in the store and planned to eat Overlord's meal. He said it was written by a famous theoretical master in Tiandou City.

As for the specific name, Oscar couldn't remember it and didn't care.

Oscar had no intention of delving into the matter of the other party not paying. After all, he remembered that he had had the same thought.

But even if Oscar doesn't pursue the case, it doesn't mean that this downtrodden soul master can leave smoothly.

Oscar didn't know what happened next in the kitchen. He only knew that in the next week, the bowls in the store were very clean.

Hot is a tall man. Although he is not a soul master, ordinary soul masters can rarely hurt him. Moreover, he is only focused on making the restaurant bigger and stronger, and has no interest in the training of soul masters at all.

The book was thrown into Oscar's arms casually.

"Xiao Ao, I'll leave you to light the fire. Soul masters are useless. Fighting and killing all day long is not stable at all. It's better to open a restaurant like us brothers."

Oscar nodded casually, but the expression on his face was not always relaxed.

In fact, his previous thoughts coincided with Hot's.

As an orphan who doesn't know who his parents are and has no relatives to take care of him, it's already good to have a place to live and enough food to eat.

Where can I hope for any other life?

But now it's different.

Just when the soul master training encyclopedia was thrown into his arms, Oscar's whole spirit was completely renewed.

His whole body shook unnaturally, the kind of tremor that came from deep within.

The summer weather in Xicheng is very sultry. Although it is close to the frozen forest, there is no wind.

Oscar remembered clearly that on the day he got the book, a rare cool wind blew, which ruffled the inner pages of the book, making a rustling sound like green leaves.

With just one glance, Oscar remembered the first soul master knowledge he had ever learned in his life.

There are different types of soul masters based on different martial souls. One type of soul master is called a food-type soul master.

So, he secretly took the book back to his room and cooked during the day. When he had nothing to do at night, even as a recreational time, he would always take a few glances at it, and sometimes he would even learn from the words described in it to continue. imitate.

This study lasted half a month.

"Hey."

Oscar threw the book into the sky and fell down on the bed. The book just spread out and hit him in the face.

Am I not born to be a soul master?

The book makes it very clear that those humans who can become soul masters are born with martial souls and soul power in their bodies, and there are even extremely special cases of twin martial souls and those born with full soul power.

Oscar didn't dare to expect that he could become such a genius, but now half a month has passed, not only has he not found any soul power, but he has also stayed up for several long nights.

Looking at his palms that had become rough from cooking and weighing pots all the time, Oscar couldn't help but sigh deeply. Maybe he really shouldn't think so wildly. Brother Haote was right. People like him should Just be a chef safely and live a peaceful life.

Maybe he convinced himself that Oscar didn't care about what was there and what wasn't. He relaxed his whole body comfortably and lay on the bed. As for the book, it had fallen to the ground and stayed with Oscar's shoes.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Oscar was woken up by the noise outside.

"Xiao Ao, are you awake? It's time for us to leave." Hot stood in the corridor and stretched his neck and shouted in the direction of Oscar's room.

By the way, today is the porridge day on the first floor in the world, so I can't be late.

Oscar sat up from the bed in a jiffy. When putting on his shoes, he accidentally stepped on a book. He didn't care at all. He hurriedly put the book on the table and hurried to join Hot.

It was still the same tradition, Hao Xiaobao stayed at home, and Haote and Oscar went.

Looking at the long queue of people, Oscar regretted that he shouldn't have watched the Soul Master Training Encyclopedia last night. If he had gone to bed earlier, he might have been able to get ahead in the queue.

There was a long queue at the door of the first floor of the world. Oscar found that there were a lot of people today, and there were many new faces that he had never seen before. The clothes were very gorgeous, and at first glance, he was not from the West City.

"It is indeed the best building in the world. It can actually attract people from other places. I wonder what kind of chef can make such delicious food?"

Hot, who was standing in front, suddenly turned around and told Oscar the news he had just heard.

"Xiao Ao, I heard from the people in front that the top fifty people today will be lucky enough to see the chef's true face in Lushan. I just roughly counted and we are exactly fifty. You must seize the opportunity, you know? If you can It’s even better to talk to the other person.”

Oscar nodded. If he could really talk to the other party, even if it was just a few words, it would be a great gain for him.

Hot patted Oscar on the shoulder and turned around, the smile on his lips looking full of intrigue.

It would be great if I could really say something, even if it was just one sentence, even if it was a curse word.

Then his Haojia Restaurant will really become famous.

When the first ray of sunshine from the east falls on the plaque on the first floor of the world, today's porridge soup officially begins.

The door of the restaurant was suddenly opened, and countless golden lights flew from the outside into the dark interior. More than a dozen people ran out from inside, and they carried out ten large buckets in pairs, each bucket full.

Although Oscar stood so far back that he couldn't see the ingredients in the bucket clearly, just smelling the wonderful aroma was enough to make his mouth water.

Just ordinary porridge can be made like this, but if it is replaced by a real delicacy, how delicious will it be?

Although the food prices on the first floor of the world are ridiculously expensive, it is reasonable now.

"Today's porridge is medicinal porridge. One sip can strengthen the body, warm and nourish the body. It is still the same rule as before, each person is limited to one bowl."

As soon as the person dressed like a manager said this, everyone present fell into a crazy discussion.

"It's actually medicinal porridge? I didn't expect the top chef in the world to have such skills?"

"You're from outside, right? You don't know the magic of our place, which is the best in the world. Talking about strengthening the body is all modesty. I think it's true that all diseases can be eliminated."

Someone in the crowd was discussing a little louder, and even Oscar, who was standing in front, could hear it clearly.

This is not an exaggeration. After all, no one has ever seen such a real warm hug feeling after just drinking a bowl of porridge.

Passed on from one person to another, the effect of this medicinal porridge has gradually spread from strengthening the body to the ridiculous level of eliminating all diseases with just one sip.

As a chef, Oscar only thought about such words for a while, and then naturally put them in one ear and out the other.

"Isn't it too exaggerated? After all, this is just a bowl of porridge, and it's not medicine. How can it cure all diseases?"

The girl's voice was delicate and lively, right behind her.

Xicheng is located in a remote area, and farming is the main livelihood for men, women, and children. It is rare to hear such delicate voices.

Just take a look back, Oscar thought in his mind.

Oscar tilted his head slightly, his posture was quite gentlemanly.

With just one glance, he froze on the spot. The girl's aqua blue dress gave people an ethereal feeling, and her waist-length gray hair was styled very smoothly.Her fair and tender skin is like a peeled lychee, her appearance is exquisite, her facial features are straight, her figure is well-proportioned, and her temperament is even more noble.

At that moment, Oscar seemed to see a fairy. He never knew that there could be such a beautiful girl in this world.

Noticing the gazes of the people in front of her, the girl's figure became more upright, her eyes were as bright as countless stars scattered around. Although there was a bit of pride and cunning, the smile at the corner of her mouth still made people feel as warm as a spring breeze.

Crazy, Oscar felt that he must be crazy.

His heart had never beat so fast, once or twice, pounding wildly in his chest, as if it would jump out of his body uncontrollably the next moment.

"Hello."

The girl was amused by Oscar's stunned look and took the initiative to talk to him.

"Are you here to get porridge too?"

Oscar reacted quickly and faced the girl with a naive expression on his face. He scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he was embarrassed by his own behavior.

"Hello, hello, my name is Oscar."

The girl's laughter was like a sweet bell, shaking Oscar's heart with just one sound.

They just asked me if I was here to receive porridge. Why did I tell them my name?Would she think she was suspicious and casual?Or won't you answer yourself at all?Was that sound just a mockery?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Oscar's heart became uneasy just by smiling.

Unexpectedly, the girl reached out her hand generously and said, "Hello Oscar, my name is Ning Rongrong."

Looking at the other person's white and soft little hand, Oscar suddenly felt a little ashamed. Seeing that the other person's hand had been hanging in the air, Oscar rubbed his hand on the clothes for a long time before hesitantly stretched it out.

He only touched Ning Rongrong's fingertips slightly and quickly let go.

Not sure whether it was because the porridge was being cooked very slowly today or because he was with Ning Rongrong, Oscar felt that time was so long.

I was both excited and ashamed.

Judging from her dress and conversation, she must be a noble daughter from some city. I am just a humble cook, how can I be worthy of her?

As time continued to drag on, this feeling of inferiority obviously took over the joy of meeting her. Oscar gradually felt embarrassed. He left his entire back to Ning Rongrong, not daring to turn around and look at her again.

It was as if, with just one glance, even just one skirt, his overwhelmed emotions would begin to attack him crazily.

Now he just hopes that the person in front can get the porridge quickly so that he can get out of this embarrassing situation quickly.

Finally it was Oscar's turn. Haote's guess was good, and he happened to be the same person.

The chef on the first floor in the world was right in front of him. Oscar closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He wanted to ignore the eyes behind him and focus on the person in front of him. He didn't know what was going on. Could it be the so-called love at first sight? Did it really happen to me?Did just one look make him go crazy like this?

Contrary to imagination, today's medicinal porridge is no longer the milky white and warm color of Heqi porridge, but is completely black.

"Why this color?"

Oscar looked at the bowl in his hand and couldn't help but frown. After all, as a chef, for him, the dishes were usually brightly colored, and very rarely they would be completely black.

The person standing directly opposite him looked similar to him, but he had a hat on his head and his face could not be seen clearly. Hearing Oscar's words, he snorted coldly, as if he disliked him for his lack of knowledge.

"This is porridge made with squid ink. It's naturally the color. Drink it quickly. There are people queuing up behind you."

"But..."

Oscar's brows were still deeply furrowed. The effect of squid juice is only to treat the woman's blood deficiency and amenorrhea. It has absolutely no effect on strengthening the body. Besides, the smell is not right.

"Brother Haote, you..."

Oscar originally wanted to ask Haote what he meant, but when he looked up, he was completely stunned.

Everyone who got the medicinal porridge in front seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. Their eyes exuded a look of greed and desire, and they drank the contents of the bowl like crazy, even sticking out their tongues to lick the entire bowl clean. Let nothing go.

He was taking big gulps, as if the medicinal porridge had been exerted an irresistible magical power. After drinking a bowl of it, Haote didn't feel it was enough, so he turned around and came to compete for Oscar. Before Oscar could react, Haote was swept away by the world. The people on the first floor grabbed it and threw it aside.

The rest of the people had the same reaction. Except for Oscar, the 49 people in front were kneeling together not far away. They were kowtowing crazily and begging for some more medicine and porridge. They were begging in an extremely humble manner, with their whole bodies lying on the ground. , tremblingly went to pull the other party's trousers, but was kicked away by the chef.

"How could you do this!"

Seeing Haote, who had always been tall and strong, become like this, Oscar became angry and threw the contents of the bowl to the ground, angrily accusing him.

Oscar was about to help Hotter up, but was pushed aside violently. More than 40 people swarmed forward, picking up the porridge and rice scattered on the ground with their hands, regardless of their image or status.

"Brother Haote, everyone..."

Oscar's expression has never been as serious as it is today. He stretched out his hand and gently scraped the remaining bits in the bowl. He wanted to see what was so magical about this medicinal porridge?

After just one sip, Oscar jumped up and overturned the entire vat on the table. He slapped the table angrily and questioned the other party.

"Is a person like you worthy of being a chef? How can you serve such a thing to everyone!"

Oscar did not expect that the person he had envied and admired for more than 20 years would actually do such a thing, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

There was no reaction from the other party, so Oscar simply knocked over all ten vats.

All the people rushed over like crazy, cursing Oscar, and lowered themselves to eat the medicinal porridge, as if just one sip would be enough for their lives.

Suddenly, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were the only ones standing in the square in front of the No. [-] building in the world.

How ridiculous. Oscar looked at everything in front of him and felt very chilled. But fortunately, not everyone was so crazy. Fortunately, there was still one who was sane.

He tilted his head slightly and told Ning Rongrong, "There is something wrong with this porridge, don't drink it."

"I understand. Don't worry, I won't drink. I believe you."

Ning Rongrong might not have imagined how much encouragement this sentence would bring to Oscar.

In this place in West City, the reputation of the No. [-] House in the World is even greater than that of the city lord. Oscar's current behavior is undoubtedly shocking, and even he himself is not sure whether his judgment is right.

But now, he is not afraid anymore, because no matter what, there is always someone behind him to support him.

Oscar grabbed the collar of the person in front of him and his voice was very harsh.

"A person like you is not worthy of being a chef at all!"