Chapter 342

"Of course you are different. You can eat more than them." Yu Sui turned around in surprise and said seriously.

The sticky atmosphere turned into foam in an instant, and Lanlos quickened his pace without saying a word.

Why is it so hard to resist? Yu Sui suppressed his laughter and chased after him, "Okay, okay, being able to eat is a blessing..."

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When he returned home, Yu Sui unexpectedly saw a familiar figure at the door. It was Zhaxi, the apprentice of Old Jack, whom he met at the Xilen Caravan that day.

Seeing Yu Sui, he rubbed his fingers nervously and embarrassedly, "The teacher wanted to discuss cooking with you, so he asked me to come here. Those orcs said you live here, so I'm sorry for disturbing you..."

He kept apologizing, and Yu Sui was annoyed. He raised his hand to stop him from continuing, "Stop, stop, stop. It's okay, I won't interrupt you, but it's a bit strange for your teacher to discuss cooking with me."

It's not just weird, it's nonsense. How could Yu Sui not know his own level? He can only cook home-cooked dishes. His knife skills became better after he came here. The potato shreds he cut before looked like French fries.

The other party was a high-level chef that Loft had gone through so much trouble and humbly invited to cook. Although he didn't know how the chefs here were divided into different classes, when he heard the word "high-level chef", Yu Sui thought of those people he had seen on TV in his previous life who could cut cabbage into peonies and carve carrots into phoenixes...

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Zhaxi said hurriedly, "Your cooking skills are obvious to all. In fact, Magician Pai mistakenly thought the aroma that day was coming from the food you cooked, so he insisted that you cook."

That's how it feels! Yu Sui's forehead was filled with black lines. It turned out that he was also responsible for that incident...

After hesitating for a while, he decided to tell the truth: "I'm not being modest. I really only know how to cook home-cooked dishes. Maybe you don't know what home-cooked dishes mean, you can think of them as ordinary dishes..."

Zhaxi thought he was just trying to shirk responsibility and pleaded eagerly, "The teacher said that if you are willing to communicate, he will also give you his treasured recipes!"

To be honest, Yu Sui was a little tempted by the recipe, as it was prepared by a high-level chef. But after thinking about his own level, he decided to give up.

Lanluos took the basin from his hand and said, "Why don't you want to go? You are much better than him."

Yu Sui looked at his serious expression and couldn't help but make a questioning face. Who? Him? What qualifications does he have?

But he was really curious about how the top chefs here cooked. If the snacks that day weren't a bit sweet, they would have been really good. "Okay, but let me be clear first, don't get your hopes up. I really can only cook simple dishes."

Zhaxi was so happy to have completed the task that he didn't care whether what he said was true or just modesty. "Okay, okay, you have the final say."

In desperation, Yu Sui had to accept the other party's invitation.

He has made great progress. He has never even been to New Oriental, but he can still receive a formal invitation from a high-level chef. Judging from the attitudes of Loft and Wolf, Old Jack's status is obvious.

"I'll go with you and protect your safety." Lanluos took a step forward to catch up with the two of them.

As they walked, Zhaxi said to Sui in a flattering manner, "Your tribe is filled with the smell of milk. I guess you just made some snacks. My teacher is particularly good at making snacks. Even though we are both fifth-level chefs, our teacher is still the best at making desserts."

Dessert... Yu Sui had a toothache. It tasted good, but he couldn't get used to it. He had to use a ton of insulin to eat one bite.

"Do people in your country like the desserts made by your teacher?" he asked curiously.

Zhaxi straightened his back and said proudly, "Of course. So many people want to eat it but can't. Every year at the palace, for banquets big and small, the teacher is in charge of making desserts. His Majesty the King and the other princes love it. Her Majesty the Queen often sends people to the Duke's house to ask for dessert."

Yu Sui was secretly surprised by how popular it was. The people here were more fond of sweets than he had imagined. Apart from their looks, their tastes were also more like those of Westerners in his previous life.

He will never forget the donut he ate while traveling. It was filled with a lethal amount of frosting. He almost turned away after taking a bite and never ate snacks in a foreign country again. It looked so fairy-tale-like, but tasted so poisonous.

Northerners generally don't eat as sweet food as southerners. Yu Sui even adds salt to scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He can't understand how people who add sugar can swallow it.

"That's amazing," Yu Sui applauded from the bottom of his heart. No matter whether it was the person who made it or the person who ate it, they were both awesome in a sense.

"Thank you?" Zhaxi always felt something was wrong.

In the camp of the Xilen caravan, Wolf heard that Zhaxi had gone to invite the chief of the Heitu tribe over. He was very interested in this orc who could brew wine and cook delicious food, so he stayed in Old Jack's tent and refused to leave.

When Yu Sui arrived, he heard Old Jack's full-throated scolding from the tent: "If you don't leave now, you will never be able to eat the food I cook again!"

"Oh, please let me stay. You guys are here to discuss cooking, so you can't just talk about it and not practice. The finished product is just perfect for me to taste for you."

The smooth-talking Wolf tried his best to argue.

Zhaxi, who was standing by, quickly walked into the tent first and whispered to the teacher, "The tribe leader has arrived."

As he spoke, he set up the tent curtain for Yu Sui and the other man.

"Come on, come and sit down."

Old Jack, who was frowning and angry at Wolf, immediately changed his expression when he heard Yu Sui coming over, and smiled very kindly.

Wolf looked at him strangely. He had always seen him lose his temper, but he had never seen this old man act so like an elder.

Even when talking to his young apprentice, Old Jack mostly scolded him. A young man as big as Tashi was often scolded to the point of squatting in a corner and becoming autistic.

Before Yu Sui walked in, he glanced around and didn't see Loft. However, he could see Nord directing the servants to work not far away. The wind magician Pai and Hawk's tent, whom he had seen last time, were both quiet.

Especially Hawke. There was such a big commotion in the camp last time, but Yu Sui didn't even see him come out to take a look.

When he came to his senses, he had already walked into the tent.

Old Jack's tent was a circle bigger than the others and was about the same size as the one Loft lived in, which showed how much Loft valued him.

In addition to some neat and comfortable simple furniture, the tent is connected to another tent, and various pots and pans can be vaguely seen inside.

Having been an orc for a while, Yu Sui had become accustomed to being straightforward. Even in his previous life, he wasn't good at making small talk. He said directly, "Master Jack, I'm not the amazing chef you imagine. I don't have many recipes. I can only cook ordinary dishes. I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."