As the green smoke from the frying pan in the kitchen of Chunhui Tavern, wrapped in the aroma of green onions, rose out of the skylight, Beta was using a skinning knife to dig out the werewolf's toe bones outside the backyard window.
The skinning knife made a harsh, crackling sound as it scraped against the tough werewolf's nails.
It's very tiring!
However, when the burnt aroma wafted from the kitchen mixed with the scent of chives, the wolf teeth on the chopping board seemed docile.
He turned towards the kitchen with his nose twitching, and was completely unaware of the tip of the knife piercing his palm.
"Boss! Your blood has dripped into the werewolf's finger bones! If it mixes into the bone marrow, it will be worthless!"
Jimmy looked at his leader in a rather awkward manner, as he actually made a mistake that even he, a newcomer, had not made.
"Haha, it's okay! I know my limits! Mm, this werewolf's finger bones smell so good! I didn't even hold the knife!"
“…”
As Beta continued to process the ingredients awkwardly, the sizzling sound of Mark squeezing the batter into the frying pan was heard at this moment.
The white batter with green onion leaves rolled down the edge of the wooden spoon and stretched into irregular golden clouds in the hot oil.
A rich aroma of green onions mixed with the aroma of noodles once again filled the entire kitchen.
Monica was stirring the porridge from time to time. When Mark wasn't paying attention, she used her silver fork to poke the green cucumber salad on the wooden plate on the table. The fragrance of the green cucumber flesh mixed with the scent of minced garlic and malt vinegar filled her nostrils.
This was also a dish she had never eaten before on her journey.
Mark insisted on calling the cucumber a cucumber, which made her think that Mark was color blind.
"Slimes are also vegetarians?" She raised an eyebrow at Xiaomu, who was using his tentacles to steal cucumber slices. She patted Xiaomu's head with some dissatisfaction. She hadn't even started to eat yet. "Be careful, you'll get diarrhea."
"If it has diarrhea, it will be punished by cleaning the toilet for three days."
Mark shook his wrist without looking back, and the fried dough balls in the iron pan turned into caramel-colored crispy edges.
"Eh! Disgusting! I won't hold it if I have to clean the toilet, you hold it!"
As she spoke, Monica lifted the lid of a clay pot on a small stove next to the rice porridge with her finger and asked, "Why do I feel like you're even more wasteful than me sometimes? You actually use tea leaves worth one gold coin per ounce to boil eggs!"
"Drinking tea with sugar is a real waste of money!" Mark retorted.
The tea eggs in the ceramic pot swayed gently with the boiling marinade, and the sauce color seeping out of the cracks and the rice fat fragrance of the rice noodle porridge flowed into the courtyard.
Mark was actually still a little dissatisfied with this pot of tea eggs.
Because the spices he had collected so far did not include star anise and cinnamon, the fragrance was reduced by half, and he could only rely on salt and black tea to barely improve the quality of the tea eggs.
When the plate full of fried noodles piled up like a mountain in front of Mark, the wooden door of the kitchen suddenly slammed.
"Holy Light!"
Beta was halfway stuck in the doorway, with Jimmy and two shield warriors stacked up behind him. "While we were decomposing the materials, we suddenly felt a strong... uh... guidance from the Holy Light?"
"So, respected Saint Mark, you will definitely not refuse the request of a devout believer who wants to serve the Holy Light, right?" Smart Jimmy immediately responded.
Beta looked at the people blocking the door with amusement and said, "Even if you are the Pope of the Holy Light Church, the Holy Light should not guide you to me."
"You are the only men who received guidance? What about Siqi and Anna?"
"They're eating bread upstairs... I'll call them down right away!"
Jimmy was halfway through his words when he realized that Mark was inviting them to have breakfast together. He squeezed out from under Jack and Jerry and ran upstairs to the hotel.
As he rushed out, Lisa, the plump proprietress of Chunhui Hotel, took the opportunity to squeeze through the men with a smile on her face and entered the kitchen before Beta and the others.
"Haha, Mr. Mark. Um, can I have a taste of your cooking?"
Even when Mark rented his kitchen from her, Lisa was already curious about what he would cook.
In the past, there were indeed adventurers who rented her kitchen. Usually, these adventurers missed the taste of their hometown and wanted to try making their own meals.
However, the hometown delicacies restored by the adventurers who did not switch to the chef profession are, well, edible.
And these guys tend to make a mess in the kitchen after using it.
So after tasting the hometown delicacies made by adventurers several times, Lisa no longer had any illusions about these adventurers. When Mark rented the kitchen, she did not mention that she wanted to taste Mark's cooking skills.
But when the various aromas from the kitchen seeped into the front hall through the crack in the door, she became a little restless. However, she had paid to rent the kitchen, and she felt embarrassed to suddenly enter the kitchen and disturb them.
It wasn't until she saw the Beta Adventure Group crowding at the door trying to get into the kitchen that she mustered up the courage to go into the kitchen.
"Come together, Captain Beta, please find an open space in the backyard to set up the dining table. Is there anyone else in the hotel? Call them all!"
Mark is not a stingy person, or perhaps people who like to cook like to share delicious food. Since everyone wants to try it, let's call them together.
"Um, Mr. Mark, can I have a taste first? Just a small bite!"
Lisa asked embarrassedly with a slightly blushing face.
She just wanted to make sure that the food Mark cooked smelled better and tasted better than the food her own chef cooked.
If so...
"Of course, take a piece from the side. The one in the middle is hotter because it's fresh out of the pan."
Lisa nodded gratefully, then picked up the smallest piece of oily dough and put it in her mouth.
The crisp sound of the burnt shell breaking between her teeth made the Adam's apples of the entire adventure group roll synchronously.
Lisa's tongue tip first touched the hot burnt shell, and the golden oil beads wrapped in the wheat aroma exploded on her lips and teeth.
The sweetness of the scallions refined in the hot oil seeps into the dough along the cracks. The honeycomb-shaped dough is fluffy and soft, and when soaked with saliva, it exudes a sweet aftertaste like maple syrup.
"Three silver coins for the whole place. No, from now on, Mr. Mark, you can use the kitchen for free! Just treat me to a meal!"
She sucked the oil from her fingertips and winked at Mark. Then she saw the restless little Mu in Monica's arms and added, "I'll also take care of giving the little cutie a bath."
…
When the morning light passed over the backyard wall of Chunhui Hotel, the golden light reflected from the river surface happened to be reflected on the golden folds of the oily noodles.
The six members of the Beta Adventure Group, along with Mark, Monica, and Lisa, sat in a semicircle around the long pear wood table in the backyard. The rustling sound of the wind blowing through the weeping willows on the river bank mixed with the clinking of knives and forks was particularly crisp.
The chefs and service staff of Chunhui Hotel are all residents of Osborne Town. They leave after preparing meals and completing their work every day and do not stay in the hotel all the time.
The other three adventure groups staying at Chunhui Hotel are the three strongest adventure groups in Osborne Town, the Mad Lion, the Stag and the Silver Fox.
They are all still in the Adventurer's Guild at the Grizzly Bear Tavern.
Lisa did have a younger sister, but she was fast asleep after working the night shift last night, so there were only nine of them eating on the backyard terrace.
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