Gourmet of Another World

It was the third day of the Netherworld’s Tournament of the Great Path.In a corner of the Forbidden Soul City’s central square, a wooden stall had been set up. As it was still early, there were no customers queuing in front of it. The morning sun broke through the clouds and cast a soft glow over the stall.

Steam was rising from the stall, while the sound of sizzling oil filled the air. Nethery held Foxy in her arms and stood at the side of the stall, looking curiously at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender and fair arms. He wore a serious expression and was working with a blue-and-white porcelain bowl in his hand. It was a big bowl. He held it in one hand while his other hand was stirring it constantly. Plumes of spirit essence kept wafting out of it, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

Nethery gave Bu Fang a look. His expression was as usual, and he didn’t have any mood change because of yesterday’s incident. She was very angry when she learned that Bu Fang was attacked by several Little Saints in the inn last night. If she had known this was going to happen, she wouldn’t have let him out of the farmland.

Actually, Bu Fang was very calm. Although last night’s attack looked dangerous, everything was under his control. If it weren’t for the fact that he entered the Heaven and Earth Farmland after throwing the Perishing Pot, he might have killed those Little Saints.

By the time he came out of the farmland after the destructive energy generated by the Perishing Pot dissipated, the two Abyss Little Saints had already fled with their crippled bodies. As for the two dying Vajra Realm Little Saints, they were taken away by You Ji. He could imagine that the two fellows would not come to a good end. After all, they had offended You Ji.

You Ji had asked them to stop, but they ignored her and continued to attack. It was like a slap in her face. After all, she was a Prison Overlord of Earth Prison.

Bu Fang wasn’t sure what would happen to them. After the battle was over, he returned to the farmland. The main reason was that his room in the inn had been destroyed, so there was no point for him to remain there. It happened that he also wanted to prepare the ingredients and study the dish to be sold the next day in the farmland. The dish was one he was looking forward to.

Although the stall was placed in a corner of the square, it was actually quite conspicuous. The main reason was that the steam rising from it seemed to be glowing in the sunlight. When people saw it from afar, their curiosity was aroused.

Mo Yan, Zhu Yan, and Fang Yu came together. When they saw Bu Fang setting up the stall from a distance, they breathed a long sigh of relief at the same time. Judging by his appearance, he seemed unaffected by last night’s assault. Since he was still in the mood to prepare for business, that meant he was fine. Even then, they couldn’t help but admire him.

When they were ready to leave the Immortal Cooking Realm, they didn’t take Bu Fang seriously at all. Although he was called the Great Demon King, they didn’t experience the fear of being dominated by him. Now, they finally understood his horror.

He was not called the Great Demon King for nothing. Four Little Saints had joined forces to kill him but failed. Such a great man was certainly unusual!

They were now a little curious about what he would cook today. The first two days’ dishes were teppanyaki and boiled shish kebabs, both mouthwatering dishes. Therefore, they were naturally looking forward to today’s food.

Because it was still early, they were among the first diners. In fact, they wouldn’t have come so early if they hadn’t been worried about Bu Fang.

The three of them gathered in front of the stall. Just then, a man also came slowly from a distance. He was holding a huge jade plate in his hand, on which was an eyeball formed by thousands of light spots.

Mo Yan and the others recognized him. He was the Earth Prison General who controlled the project array around the arena. Since the competition had not yet started, he was attracted by Bu Fang’s stall, and he came to them with the projection array.

“Since the competition has not started yet, I’ll take this time to broadcast Owner Bu’s delicious food,” the Earth Prison General said with a smile. By the look of his grin, he must have also tasted the dishes Bu Fang had sold the previous two days.

Bu Fang glanced at the general. He was a little curious about the projection array. “Alright,” he said, nodding. He allowed the man to broadcast his cooking.

The Prison General beamed when he got Bu Fang’s permission. He controlled the projection array and walked around Bu Fang, aiming at the movements of his hands.

…

Just as dawn was breaking, the projection array in the square outside the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion lit up. A haze of steam appeared on the light screen, and then Bu Fang’s little stall was clearly presented. The first thing that appeared in everyone’s eyes was his expressionless face, then the scene changed to the movements of his hands. When people in the square saw the picture on the light screen, they couldn’t help exclaiming.

“Oh? Does the competition start so early today?”

“Wait, no… Look, isn’t this man the Great Demon King?”

“Is the Great Demon King cooking something new? Even the projection array is broadcasting him! How cool!”

Looking at the light screen, the immortal chefs began to talk noisily, and everyone’s face was filled with excitement. They didn’t expect to see such a scene so early in the morning. In their hearts, their admiration for Bu Fang grew stronger and stronger. When others in the tournament were facing life and death situations, he was able to open a stall and make money. They could tell from the light screen that his stall, though small, must be very profitable.

…

In other small worlds, many people brought their chairs and sat in front of the light screens very early to be the first to watch the competition. The sudden appearance of the cooking scene surprised them. Some people said that they only wanted to watch the competition and didn’t want to watch someone cook, but as the cooking progressed, their objections dwindled because it became more and more attractive. Their mouths even watered when they heard the sizzling sound.

…

“Owner Bu, what is today’s dish? Can you tell us?” the Prison General holding the projection array asked with a smile.

Bu Fang didn’t answer as he continued to work with his hands. The blue-and-white porcelain bowl was filled with a huge ball of pale-yellow batter. It was made by combining the spirit wheat flour grown in the Heaven and Earth Farmland and the Spring of Life. Soon after, he put the bowl on the stall. The batter inside was still stirring.

The projection array was aimed at the batter in the bowl. The pale-yellow batter didn’t look very appetizing. However, it was obviously Bu Fang’s dish today.

Bu Fang wiped his hands clean, glanced at the Prison General, and said nothing. He took out a banner and handed it to Xuanyuan Xiahui, who took it and skillfully hung it in front of the stall.

The banner unrolled, showing its contents.

“Fang Fang Little Stall. Today’s special: Crispy Pancake.”

“Ten Immortal Crystals (Nether Crystals) per pancake. You can choose to add extra ingredients, each ingredient cost ten Immortal Crystals (Nether Crystals). Each person is limited to buying one pancake at a time.”

It was the same familiar rules, but this time, the dish was completely different from the previous couple of days’ dishes. They were not even related.

Everyone was slightly taken aback. Crispy pancakes? Was Bu Fang going to make pancakes today? Pancake was a kind of food that was not very attractive, so it had a relatively small following. Some people even had a natural aversion to it. They thought the stall’s sales would be greatly reduced today, but they were not sure. After all, Bu Fang had become accustomed to creating miracles. Perhaps this ordinary pancake could become something amazing in his hands?

Bu Fang piled up the ingredients on the stall.

“Owner Bu, I’ll be your first customer today.” The Prison General was somewhat eager to try the food. Since he was recording Bu Fang’s cooking with the projection array, he thought he might as well be the first customer.

Bu Fang gave the man a surprised look, then nodded and twitched the corner of his mouth. “As usual, the first ten customers can enjoy a 90% discount.”

“Nice. Thank you, Owner Bu.” The Prison General chuckled. Although dozens of Nether Crystals were nothing to him, it was always good to save them.

By this time, Bu Fang was ready to start cooking. All eyes were fixed on the stall, and the projection array also broadcast the scene in the stall to various small worlds.

Like the first day, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was turned into an iron plate by Bu Fang. He picked up the blue-and-white porcelain bowl and patted it gently with his palm. Invisible fluctuations spread from it, shaking the batter in the bowl. Then, he produced a ladle and scooped a spoon of batter. Next, he added some oil on the iron plate, which sizzled and gave off a unique smell. When the oil reached the right temperature, he poured the batter on the plate. Oil immediately splashed in all directions. Bu Fang remained calm as he pushed the batter with the ladle in a circular motion and made a perfectly round shape. A smell of flour immediately spread from the pan. There was no doubt that the spirit wheat flour used to make the batter was extraordinary.

Crispy pancakes were also a kind of delicious food that could be taken out. It wasn’t too complicated to make. For Bu Fang, it was actually very easy. The step that took the longest time was the preparation of the ingredients.

“What ingredients do you want to add?” Bu Fang asked, glancing at the Prison General.

The guy thought for a while, then chose a piece of demon beef and a spirit beast egg. He didn’t choose many ingredients.

While waiting for the pancake to be ready, Bu Fang picked up the demon beef and put it on the iron plate. Immediately, a sizzling sound rang out. As for the spirit beast egg, he added it directly to the pancake. Holding the egg in one hand, he tapped it gently on the edge of the ladle, then broke it with his thumb. The shell parted, and the yolk and egg white fell and landed on the pancake. He threw the eggshell aside, then used the ladle to stir the egg right on the pancake.

Everyone who saw the scene through the projection array was stupefied.

“So casual?”

“Is Owner Bu’s head swollen? Why is he cooking so casually?”

“If you want to add an egg, you should at least break it up in a bowl. Is it really good to stir the egg so casually?”

They couldn’t make sense of his actions.

After the egg was stirred, its aroma immediately wafted out, and when it was mixed with the aroma of wheat flour, it became unusually appetizing.

Bu Fang grabbed the ladle and flicked it over the demon beef. The beef immediately rose into the air and spun. After several turns, it fell back on the iron plate, and its color changed, getting darker and darker. A meaty aroma spread all around.

He put down the ladle, took out many bottles, threw them up one by one, and patted them with his hands. Powder sprinkled out of them, giving off an attractive fragrance. These were the spices he had prepared, and when they were added at this moment, they made the pancake extremely aromatic. The pancake seemed to have been sublimated.

He picked up the demon beef with a pair of tongs and put it onto the pancake. After that, he took out a kind of green immortal vegetable, which was still covered with water drops, placed it on the beef, then scooped a spoonful of the salad dressing he had specially made overnight and smeared it on everything. Finally, he sandwiched the two ends of the pancake together.

Suddenly, Bu Fang’s movements paused. He glanced at the Prison General and asked, “Well, I forgot to ask. Do you want it spicy?”

The Prison General holding the projection array had long been dumbfounded. “Uncooked vegetable, messily beaten egg, casually added sauce… Owner Bu, are you sure this is edible?!’ But he didn’t say aloud the doubts in his mind. After struggling for a while, he stammered, “Y-Yes…”

Bu Fang nodded. He opened the pancake, scooped half a spoon of Abyssal Chili Sauce, poured it over the ingredients, spread it evenly, and then folded the pancake again. After that, he picked up a paper bag he had redeemed from the System and placed the pancake in it.

A steaming crispy pancake was ready. It exuded a rich and tantalizing fragrance, so rich that it didn’t dissipate.

However, when the Prison General took the pancake, he was trembling. At this moment, there was only one question in his mind.

‘Is this pancake… really edible?’