Chapter 369: Chapter 369
At this moment, Rosen suddenly thought of a recipe that had been lost for ages.
Two dishes that could conjure epic culinary skills for lobsters: Garlic Lobster and Spicy Lobster.
Immediately, he pulled out these two recipes from the martial arts manual given by a beggar.
The moment the recipes were taken out, they erupted with dazzling brilliance.
The lobster stood still upon seeing this, hesitating a bit, but daringly said, "The tricks for small lobsters won’t work on me; I’m a big lobster!"
"Ah!" But then the lobster cried out in agony.
"You think my recipes can’t hurt you? As long as you’re part of the ’shrimp’ clan, you’re under my domain!"
Although big lobsters have higher defense and health than small lobsters, they still take quite a bit of damage.
"Indeed, seafood is safest when cooked; you wouldn’t want to eat something that’s mutated."
Rosen’s pan-flipping skills were admired by Tree Demon Granny and the Black Mountain Demon, who were somewhat envious.
If one possessed such epic pan-flipping skills, no amount of mutated seafood would be intimidating.
However, both Tree Demon Granny and the Black Mountain Demon were originally unafraid of mutated seafood, so they didn’t need the skill.
"We’ve already finished half a table, and you just finished one lobster. Are you here for comic relief?" Black Mountain Demon sarcastically mocked.
"When it comes to cold dishes, I indeed fall short and admit defeat, but the upcoming hot dishes are the main battleground. I’ll show you all who is the true Food God!"
With Rosen’s bold words, the waiter brought out the second dish, surprisingly it was roast duck.
The enormous roast duck occupied an entire table; perhaps it had mutated over years. It was the first time Rosen and everyone else had seen such a huge roast duck.
"Waiter, what’s special about this roast duck?" Rosen immediately grabbed the waiter to ask.
"This is our restaurant’s specialty explosive oil roast duck, using a unique roasting method that completely activates the duck’s internal grease. The internal expansion is caused by cyclic hot air and oil. If cutting skills are inadequate, it may trigger an oil explosion, spraying oil that can reach hundreds of degrees inside, resulting in anything from slight disfigurement to second-degree burns!"
The waiter spoke alarmingly, but Rosen took no heed, saying, "I’ve already put my appearance aside; I’m totally not afraid of disfigurement. As for second-degree burns, they just help me achieve Eyes of Golden Flame."
He then glanced mockingly at Black Mountain Demon and Tree Demon Granny.
Black Mountain Demon remained unfazed, being of mountain constitution and similarly unafraid of disfigurement and burns.
But Tree Demon Granny was different, expressing strong resistance as her face changed unpredictably.
After a long while, she said, "I live off my looks, and if I’m disfigured, it’ll be even harder to absorb men’s yang energy."
With this, Tree Demon Granny voluntarily withdrew from the contest for the second dish.
Lin Daiyu glanced at Rosen, clenching her fists in support, "Ganbatte!"
"Hmm!" Rosen nodded firmly, saying, "Don’t worry, even if I risk disfigurement, I’ll win the second dish contest to redeem the face lost in the first round!"
"Hahaha, I bet you’ll be disfigured in the second round; then, your loss of face will be even worse!" Black Mountain Demon sneered coldly.
"Oh, really? Then let’s see if you have the weight to back that up!" Rosen immediately took out a high-power speaker, playing exhilarating bgm to boost his morale.
Ancient warriors beat the drums on battlefields to boost morale, whereas Rosen was more advanced, knowing how to use high-power speakers to stimulate his spirits.
"The high-power speakers indeed live up to their name, but even if you stimulate your potential, your stomach’s capacity has already dictated your inevitable defeat!"
Black Mountain Demon said this as he adopted the spirit battle technique to invite a deity: "Where is Lian Po?"
"I’m here!" A voice echoed from Black Mountain Demon, overlapped with the phantom of the old general Lian Po, and had already possessed him.
"Though Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"
Rosen saw the opponent invoking a deity and found it unbelievable. Could invoking a deity increase stomach capacity? Clearly, it was just self-consolation.
"Black Mountain Old Ghost, you’re destined to lose this second round!" Rosen confidently declared.
"Oh? What makes you so sure?" Black Mountain Demon was skeptical, as he himself was of mountain constitution, hollow inside, able to store large quantities of food, planning not to lose.
But Rosen’s next words made the Black Mountain Demon somewhat fidgety.
Rosen said, "Actually, in my early years, I evolved the unique skill of gastric outlet, so all food entering my stomach will slip away; therefore, stomach capacity is no longer an issue for me—the only limit is the speed at which the food slips away!"
Upon hearing this, Black Mountain Demon’s face changed drastically, "Incredible! But have you considered the possibility that the tapeworm in my belly, with its large appetite, can help me break down the stored food?"
"What, that tapeworm might have become a spirit! No wonder Black Mountain Old Ghost, you look so skinny, with a seemingly malnourished appearance. It seems you really need to nourish yourself well, otherwise, when faced with Lin Daiyu’s ultimate move, you won’t stand a chance."
"Well then, I ought to thank you for the reminder!"
The two exchanged polite words initially, then faced the issue of who should go first.
After all, there was only one dining knife, and only one person could act at a time.
Considering the danger, Rosen graciously offered the first move to Black Mountain Demon.
"Black Mountain Old Ghost, we have no idea how much hot oil is inside this enormous roast duck, nor do we know how thin its skin is. If it’s as thin as a balloon, no matter how we wield the knife, we’ll face the risk of oil explosion. You go ahead and be the brave one to make the first cut." Thıs text ıs hosted at novel·fire·net