Chapter 1177 Ea

At last, the roasted leg of lamb was ready.

A delicious aroma permeated the air. It was so intense that even the door couldn’t stop it from drifting far away.

Everyone in the restaurant could hardly stop their mouths from watering—the aroma thoroughly aroused their taste buds and appetite.

Outside the door, dark clouds rolled and thunderclaps rang. A vast pressure constantly fell, smashing everything.

Whitey had long been standing outside the restaurant, looking up at the sky and confronting the lightning.

By the looks of it, the lightning punishment this time was very strong. The oppressive-looking clouds pressed down so low that they seemed to touch the city and were about to destroy its walls.

With a clang, Whitey spread its metal wings as lightning arcs darted out of its mechanical eyes.

The next moment, the lightning punishment fell, and Whitey soared into the sky.

A thunder dragon slithered out of dark clouds, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws as if to rip the sky. It emanated a scary pressure that made people shudder in fear.

Whitey was not afraid of it. It flew upward, thrusting a fist as if to punch the sky, then crashed into the roaring thunder dragon.

Bolts of lightning shot out in all directions and smashed the ground, spilling sparks and flames, while the dark clouds rumbled and rolled furiously.

The onlookers were dumbstruck, shivering in fear as they all looked up at the terrible collision in the sky. A moment later, however, they became extremely excited!

One lightning punishment!

Two lightning punishments!

Three…

A total of eight lightning punishments descended in succession.

Whitey was charred all over with bolts of lightning slithering across its body.

The onlookers held their breaths and didn’t dare to make a sound.

Eight lightning punishments…

What did Owner Bu cook this time that attracted eight lightning punishments?

After stopping the eighth lightning punishment, Whitey’s body sunk deep into the ground, which had cracked under its feet.

Plumes of dust and smoke billowed. Amid the hazy darkness, Whitey’s mechanical eyes flicked open and burst into light, and its aura soared.

There seemed to be more dark clouds gathering in the sky.

All the onlookers were in shock and disbelief.

Was there more… lightning? What came after the eighth lightning punishment? The ninth lightning punishment!

It was the legendary lightning punishment!

How many years had it been since the ninth lightning punishment appeared in the Immortal Cooking Realm? If it appeared now, could the realm in its current state withstand the power?

However…

After churning and rumbling for some time, the dark clouds scattered and faded away. The ninth lightning punishment didn’t descend.

The legendary realm was not that easy to break through.

Bu Fang was, after all, a First Grade Immortal Chef. He was already considered freakish after attracting eight lightning punishments with the strength of a First Grade Immortal Chef.

If he did attract the ninth lightning punishment, he would draw the jealousy of heaven.

The metal wings on Whitey’s back retracted. Its performance had finished, and it stepped back into the restaurant with lightning arcs crackling all over its body.

Inside the restaurant…

Everyone noticed that the lightning punishment had ended, and they couldn’t help but feel excited.

The end of the lightning punishment meant that they could now taste the delicacy cooked with a Great Saint ingredient.

It was truly a rare opportunity.

How could a Great Saint become someone else’s food so easily?

It was not easy to obtain this Great Saint leg of lamb.

Lord Dog’s mouth was already salivating at the anticipation of this roasted delicacy.

The others also looked forward to tasting it.

Bu Fang didn’t let them wait for too long. He took out blue-and-white porcelain plates and distributed them to each person sitting in front of the table.

He was fond of using plates with this pattern because he felt they carried a special meaning.

Everyone took the plate and stared at the golden roasted leg of lamb.

A strong aroma wafted out of the leg, which was a mixture of meaty fragrance and spices, enticing everyone’s hunger.

Bu Fang shook his hand and produced the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife. With a thought, he transformed the knife into a golden dagger. It had sharp edges, and its hilt was carved with dragons, which made it look rather luxurious.

However, these were not important.

Bu Fang chose to use the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife because he was familiar and more comfortable with it. Another reason was that the next step, the cutting of the lamb, was a very important step.

After toying with the dagger for a while, he passed the roasted rice-flour pancakes in the blue-and-white porcelain plate to everyone.

The pancakes were to go down with the roasted lamb. Slices of meat would be cut from the leg, wrapped in a pancake, dipped in sauce, and then shoved into the mouth.

When bit down, the fragrance of rice, lamb, and sauce would burst and mix into a unique, indescribable taste.

Of course, one could choose to taste the lamb without the pancake, which would be a different kind of experience.

It was up to the person, really.

Bu Fang preferred to eat the lamb with pancakes. After all, the pancakes were made with the rice planted in his farmland, which contained the powerful Will of the Great Path.

“Bu Fang, boy, be quick and give me a slice of lamb! I can’t bear it anymore!” Lord Dog placed both his front paws on the table and looked at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang gave him a look and smiled. Wasting no time, he spun the dagger and grabbed its hilt, holding it in a different way than usual with the blade pointing at himself and his palm facing upward.

Then, he moved closer to the steaming leg of lamb.

The lamb’s skin was roasted to a golden color with grease steadily trickling down and dripping to the floor.

Bu Fang studied the leg of lamb, trying to find a good spot to make the first cut. After turning the War God Stick, he finally found one.

Holding the dagger sideways, he slowly cut a small slice of lamb from the leg. He removed the slice with the blade, glanced about, and waved his hand.

The lamb, diffusing rich aroma, fell into Lord Dog’s plate.

Lord Dog’s eyes lit up. Without saying anything, he wagged his tail and buried his head into the plate, scarfing down the slice of lamb in a flash.

Wuuuuuuu!

Lord Dog was enthralled.

The taste of a Great Saint ingredient was absolutely incomparable. The meat was soft and fragrant, and the infusion of spices made the lamb incredibly delicious. Moreover, as it was glazed with Abyssal Chilli Sauce, the meat had a unique spicy taste.

The spicy taste was almost soul-corrupting, making one shudder all over.

After wolfing down the lamb, Lord Dog even licked the plate clean of the last drops of grease and sauce.

“Bu Fang, boy, I want more!” Lord Dog stuck out his tongue and said.

However, Bu Fang just gave him a sideways glance and said nothing.

The dagger continued cutting. Soon, another slice of lamb was removed and given to Nethery.

Nethery narrowed her eyes and took it with a gentle smile.

She chose to wrap the lamb with a roasted rice-flour pancake. She didn’t want to waste any food prepared by Bu Fang.

Roasted rice-flour pancakes were actually a kind of flatbread. It was made by mashing cooked rice into a paste and shaping it into round doughs, which were then roasted over an oven until one side bubbled and the other side turned yellow.

Pancakes made in this way were crispy on the outside while soft inside, and had the rich aroma of rice.

Nethery stuffed the lamb into the pancake, which bulged on both sides and absorbed all the grease. Then, using a porcelain spoon, she scooped the sauce placed in front of her.

The sauce was specially prepared by Bu Fang, so of course, Nethery wouldn’t miss it.

She scooped up a spoonful of sauce and drizzled it on the pancake, which seeped through the opening to mix with the lamb.

It looked extremely appetizing.

The people around swallowed as they stared at Nethery and the pancake in her hand.

Bu Fang looked up at Nethery and smiled.

This was the right way to enjoy the lamb, and it was also the meaningful way.

The knife in his hand glinted as he moved it slowly across the leg. He did it to keep every slice of lamb in perfect shape.

The surface of the lamb was the most delicious and flavorful.

After cutting and distributing all the surface meat to everyone, Bu Fang continued roasting the lamb with the stove’s residual heat, so that the part with meat cut away could continue absorbing the flavor.

Meanwhile, the others began to taste the delicacy.

Nethery held up the pancake, parted her red lips, and gave it a bite.

Crack…

The pancake was crispy on the outside and soft and moist inside.

The warm feeling when the teeth bit into it made her heart surge with happiness.

She bit further and reached the steaming lamb. The unique smell of lamb filled her mouth. Although it was strong, it was not gamey.

And the delicious sauce elevated the taste to the next level, making anyone who ate it tremble from top to bottom.

Looking at them enjoying the roasted lamb wrapped in roasted rice-flour pancakes, Bu Fang became lost in thought.

This delicacy reminded him of a famous snack in his previous life—marinated meat in a baked bun.

He could always make this snack when he was free, and since there were so many Gourmet Arrays, he could also continue creating Death Food Tools. This marinated meat in a baked bun could become the carrier of the arrays.

Bu Fang cut off a slice of lamb, opened his mouth, turned the dagger, and let the lamb fall.

The lamb slid down the blade and was caught by Bu Fang’s tongue.

He bit into it. The meat’s texture was perfect. The aroma of spices, the Purple Garlic infused into the lamb, and the enchanting fragrance of rosemary exploded in his mouth in an instant, intoxicating him.

Coupled with the delicious Abyssal Chilli Sauce, the lamb seemed to have magic power.

It was truly a Great Saint ingredient with a completely different taste.

If other legs of lamb were used, although the taste would not be bad, it would lack a unique flavor.

A Great Saint ingredient contained vast vitality energy and life energy. As they ate, their mouths were spewing with vitality energy, which was rich and didn’t dissipate, lingering in their mouths as if it was continuously nourishing their bodies.

The crowd, fatigued by the great battle, felt as if their bodies had reached their peak forms at this moment.

Meanwhile, the aroma of roasted leg of lamb and fine wine permeated the air and drifted out through the restaurant’s door, enveloping the whole Immortal City.

After a long time…

The people in the restaurant were finally done eating the whole roasted leg of lamb.

Bu Fang paid great attention to the cutting, trying his best to remove all the meat from the bone. Eventually, every strand of lamb was sliced and removed.

After having a delicious meal, the crowd lay comfortably in their chairs with vitality energy filling their mouths and noses.

A Great Saint roasted leg of lamb was enough for them to savor for several days.

After having a good meal, everyone left the restaurant lazily.

Now that the Immortal Cooking Realm’s crisis was over, everyone felt much relaxed.

The Will of the Great Path had returned, and the Immortal Tree had resurrected. In just a very short time, the Immortal Cooking Realm was full of vigor once again.

When Realm Lord Di Tai was about to leave Immortal Chef Little Store, he seemed to recall something. He turned to Bu Fang, who was cleaning the bone, and said, “Bu Fang, my little friend, your cooking skills should have broken through the shackle of a First Grade Immortal Chef. It’s time for you to be assessed and become a higher grade immortal chef, so you can obtain more resources and have a deeper understanding of cooking skills…”

Bu Fang, holding the bone, looked at Realm Lord Di Tai in surprise.

He knew that his cooking skills had long gone beyond that of a First Grade Immortal Chef, and he needed to be assessed. No matter if it was for glory or more resources, he should not give up the assessment.

“I will go.” Bu Fang nodded.

Realm Lord Di Tai grinned when he heard Bu Fang’s reply and flipped his golden hair.

“I’ll personally be in charge of your assessment!” After saying that, he took his leave.

Bu Fang twitched his mouth. After everyone left, he closed the restaurant’s door.

The whole restaurant was filled with the aroma of roasted lamb.

Bu Fang took a deep breath and stretched.

Lord Dog was already lying in a corner and sleeping soundly with Flowery next to him.

Looking at the warm scene, Bu Fang felt somewhat at ease.

After cleaning and putting everything back, Bu Fang went upstairs.

Nethery clasped her hands behind her back and followed. Soon, they came to the rooms on the second floor.

They opened the doors and went into their respective rooms.

It was only until Nethery looked through the gap and saw Bu Fang close his door that she gently closed her door.

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