bookbashuk Chapter 42 The First Trump Card of the Demonic Cult
Chapter 42 The First Trump Card of the Demonic Cult
"Look at the color of the oil, in..." Lorne answered quickly, having repeated these steps countless times over the years, knowing every detail by heart.
The senior student, suddenly enlightened, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That makes sense! You're an expert, junior!"
The two of them chatted as they practiced in the pot next to them.
Following Lorne's advice, the senior student prepared a new base sauce, asking "Is this right?" after each spice was added. Lorne nodded or shook his head beside him, occasionally reaching out to adjust the heat.
Viola, who had transformed into a marshmallow, stared in disbelief. She could understand what the two were saying, but when put together, she couldn't understand anything. All she knew was that it sounded delicious.
No, Lorne, aren't you a freshman? Aren't you from a poor family?
How come she knows alchemy and can also chat so well with a fourth-year student majoring in gourmet magic?
Seeing the senior nodding repeatedly, and even Lorne guiding him?
Viola felt that the world must be broken, otherwise how could such an outrageous thing happen?
Lorne, you've become a stranger to me once again.
Cooking in the senior's field is very efficient. After all, the senior only needs to think about it, and all kinds of ingredients can be processed in an orderly manner. Even the cooking process can be quickly compressed, saving a lot of waiting time.
Before long, a pot of red broth hot pot, almost exactly the same as Lorne's previous one, and even better in color, was made. The senior cooked the ingredients one by one in the broth, took them out, and savored them carefully. He finally experienced the same joy that Viola and Tormon had shared.
"Ah, this is absolutely the best food I've had in almost a year."
The senior student let out a satisfied sigh, looking as if his life had been worthwhile.
Lorne laughed:
"It's not just the best, it's the best I've ever had. I also know some other cuisines that I personally think are just as good as this hot pot. They're all top-notch dishes from my hometown."
For example, dishes like Bo Bo Chicken, Mala Tang, Mao Cai, Shao Kao Shao, and Ji Gong Bao.
The senior's eyes suddenly burned with passion, and he grabbed Lorne's shoulders tightly:
"Junior, please teach me!"
If he could learn all of these novel and never-before-seen dishes, deeply understand the cooking philosophy behind them, and comprehend the dialectical relationship between living beings and food, his magical skills would surely make a huge leap forward!
Lorne was in a dilemma:
"Brother, these are all secrets of our hometown, ancestral methods, and it's really not convenient to pass them on to outsiders."
You'll have to pay more.
Upon hearing this, the senior waiter became serious, his brows furrowed, and he began pacing back and forth.
After a long while, he finally sighed:
"Junior brother, I was rash. This novel cooking system must have come from the hands of a senior master in the field of culinary magic. It concerns his magical heritage, so how could he so easily pass it on to others? It's already presumptuous of me to ask you to teach me this hot pot dish, how could I ask for more?"
Lorne: ?
It's not that I don't want to teach, you just need to name your price.
Senior, you have quite the imagination!
The senior student added:
"Junior, I took advantage of you today. How about this, I owe you a favor, and I can cook for you for free once in the future. If you get permission from that senior to teach you how to cook, I can cook each dish for you once."
Before he could finish speaking, Viola gasped.
This is a favor from a high-ranking mage!
In the outside world, every high-ranking mage is rare and powerful, possessing not only formidable magical abilities but also immense social influence. A single favor from them can even determine the life or death of a small or medium-sized family!
Such a favor is something that even her own Norton family would value highly, and it is extremely difficult to obtain.
Who knew that Lorne would receive a promise from a high-ranking mage just by coming to the cafeteria for a meal?
You're cheating, aren't you?!
Jealous gazes fell upon Lorne like a fine rain.
Lorne, the person involved, gave a straightforward and cheerful smile, and extended his hand to shake hands with his senior:
"It's good to talk to senior and junior students."
[Congratulations! You've inadvertently entered the Demonic Sect's kitchen and, through your unique lineage, subdued a remarkably unassuming sweeping monk. This fiend's cultivation is profound, reaching an unfathomable level. He specializes in the laws of food, capable of devouring the heavens and earth, and refining all things. By sheer chance, you've helped him advance his cultivation further, causing him to incur a tremendous karmic debt towards you! From now on, you'll have an extra trump card in the perilous Demonic Sect!]
[Cultivation Points +5.]
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After leaving the cafeteria, Lorne said goodbye to Viola and Tormont and returned to his dormitory.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lorne absorbed spiritual energy from all directions with the Spirit Gathering Pearl. After several days of accumulating, the concentration of spiritual energy around him was quite abundant, a significant improvement over the previous levels. Lorne clearly felt that his cultivation speed had increased considerably.
In addition, the calming pendant enhances one's mind, making one more tranquil and clear-headed, allowing one to better align with the Dao and comprehend the Dao of Immortality.
He pondered Viola's words to him before they parted, feeling a sense of melancholy.
"The favor of a high-ranking mage is so important, easily determining the life, death, glory, and fortune of an entire family. Imagine how much more important it is to ordinary people! The guide also says it's crucial. This shows how valuable a high-ranking mage is. In the cultivation world, they'd probably be considered giants. Only in a place like a magic academy can one encounter geniuses of this caliber so easily. Silver Academy was definitely the right choice."
"Unfortunately, not all high-ranking mages are so easy to befriend. It's only because high-ranking mages specializing in food and cooking are rare, and this senior's specialization is related to the number of dishes he can do so effectively. The same recipe given to other high-ranking mages would probably be worse than garbage. Resources only reach their maximum value when they are in the right hands."
"I shouldn't encounter any danger in the academy from now on. If I run into something like what happened with the student council, I can just ask a senior to help. Although favors are valuable, I have plenty of options in my head."
After all, he was admitted as a special talent student, and his talent for the resonance of the four elements was unprecedented, which might have attracted the attention of some people.
In addition, he has also established a connection with the dwarven alchemy workshop. Although this is a good thing, it has also made him the center of attention and inevitably attracted the envy of others. The malice shown by the senior students from the student council when I went to the cafeteria today is a case in point.
The faculty members generally didn't interfere in the students' conflicts, focusing only on teaching, which made him feel insecure. Now that the waiter-senior was secretly watching over him, he felt much more at ease.
"There's also the Dawn Cup. It starts in four months, and according to the rules, the school selection will begin three months later. That means I have three months to develop. I need to work hard to improve my cultivation. I wonder if I have any hope of reaching Foundation Establishment. I'll do my best."
"My cultivation is steadily improving. Of the various arts of cultivation, I've already grasped the basics of weapon crafting, but I don't yet have the ability to forge powerful magical artifacts. The best learning opportunity now is the potion class in three days!"