Demon hunter s Cooking Manual

Chapter 689: Chapter 72: Midnight Snack, the Most Delicious!
 

Melody came out with an oval porcelain plate in hand.

The porcelain plate had a diameter of around 35 cm and a depth of over 3 cm, with the edges only about 2 cm high, all in pure white. In the center depression lay a massive egg.

It wasn’t as big as an ostrich egg, but it far exceeded those of other common birds.

What surprised Jason more was the faint ‘food’ aroma emanating from the egg.

It was the kind he adored!

“‘Food and Wine Pavilion’ special water-boiled egg, please enjoy.”

Melody placed the plate down, pointed to the metal long-handled spoon in the dish, and with a blush spreading across her face, she mimicked the action of tapping.

Afterward, the waitress didn’t offer any more introductions and hurried back to the kitchen.

Attracted by the ‘water-boiled egg’, Jason paid no attention to these details. He picked up the metal long-handled spoon from the plate and gave the egg a gentle tap.

Crack!

Snap!

The shell shattered, and a network of cracks spread out.

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Then, these shattered pieces of eggshell, without needing to be peeled by hand, simply fell away.

A distinct aroma associated with eggs began to diffuse around the table.

Jason pushed the spoon in, and as the metal spoon touched the cooked egg whites, it formed a fully elastic depression. When this reached its limit, the spoon punctured through, and only upon reaching a distinctly different texture did Jason start to scoop.

A rather large piece of egg white sat inside the spoon, with trails of golden liquid clinging to the top and bottom.

That was the yolk!

Under the light, the custard-like egg yolk glowed with a faint golden luster.

It looked not only tempting, but also fragrant.

Gulp!

Emily swallowed saliva.

The moment the water-boiled egg was served, the young girl’s eyes had shifted completely away from her notebook. After witnessing the egg crack open magically, her gaze was fixated.

By now, Emily could hold back no more.

“Bolun, I want to eat it too!”

Emily looked toward her good friend.

What diet?

What restraint?

What about weight?

If you don’t eat your fill, how can you diet?

“Of course!”

Bolun affectionately touched the top of Emily’s head as she stared at him.

Why had he and Emily become friends?

Perhaps it was precisely because of Emily’s genuine nature?

“Melody, add two more water-boiled eggs.”

Bolun ordered toward the kitchen.

“Sure, right away.”

Melody’s stuttering voice answered.

Then, Bolun turned to Jason.

“Master Jason, would you like soy sauce?”

“Water-boiled egg with a bit of soy sauce will be more delicious.”

“Okay.”

Jason would never refuse the kindness of others.

He picked up the condiment bottle with soy sauce and, instead of pouring it directly into the egg, scooped a piece with the spoon, dipped it in soy sauce, and then brought it to his mouth.

The salty taste paved the way, followed by the rich flavor of the egg.

The egg white’s bounciness collided with the teeth.

The creaminess of the egg yolk burst forth in the soy sauce.

It was hard to imagine that a “boiled vegetable” dish could have such an explosive sensation.

When compared to “deep-fried,” “braised,” and the like, it was in no way inferior.

“Did the uniqueness of the ingredients combine with a rather masterful level of cooking skills?”

Jason thought to himself silently.

He had encountered many chefs with exquisite skills.

Hannibal and Antonio were among the best of them.

And the one before him now seemed to be even more formidable than those two.

Soon after, the text in front of Jason confirmed this thought.

[Devouring Boiled Eggs (Master Level)!]

[Physical Strength, Energy, Moderate Injury Recovery!]

[Satiety +2]

[Satiety: 67]

…

“Master level boiled eggs?”

“Impressive!”

Jason appraised.

Having a profound understanding of master level, Jason knew how rare such an evaluation was.

Then, an unprecedented delight surged in Jason’s heart.

He could actually feast on master level cooking, and not just one dish…how fortunate!

Especially as it could slightly replenish his satiety!

It truly felt like living in a dream.

Although the replenished satiety was not much, Jason would never underestimate even a single point of satiety.

Because, for him, just an additional point of satiety meant a third of a life more.

Phew!

Taking a deep breath, Jason’s gaze turned towards the kitchen.

He could smell the aroma of the next dish.

Half a minute later, Melody came out again.

This time she was holding a three-tiered copper pot, with the smallest layer on top and the largest at the bottom.

The top layer contained thirteen-spiced crawfish, large in size and enticingly red.

The middle layer held silky chicken, just the right size, with broth sizzling on the columns of vapor rising from the copper pot.

The bottom layer was…char-grilled frog legs!

Jason quickly identified the ingredients, and then, couldn’t wait to start eating.

The crawfish was clean and flavorful, the soup dripping as he twisted to separate the tail from the shell.

The silky chicken was not at all dry; it had a sense of oily richness, and, to Jason’s surprise, the chicken skin had a slight crisp to it, clearly having been deep-fried, yet the meat still retained the texture of being stewed.

Without a doubt, this was a special cooking technique.

Jason didn’t delve into it; he was completely immersed in the deliciousness of the food.

Char-grilled frog legs, bone and meat together, made a crunching sound as he chewed in his mouth.

The deepest layer of flavor appeared on his taste buds, making Jason’s appetite soar.

However, this special three-tiered pot did not bring any satiety.

“Is it because the cooking skills haven’t reached the level?”

“Or perhaps…”