Chapter 1187 - Tome II
"As I had said at the start of my book, ’Culinary Arts are not just about mixing things up and cooking them up on the heat; it is something much more’ It is a Way like Fighting, Formation, Curse, Poisoning, Dancing, Painting, etc."
"It requited finesse, control and practice, lots and lots of practice." It said in a gentle voice.
"We will start our lesson with a Soup of Goddess Ell; it is a simple three-ingredient dish that was very popular in my world and only made in Month of Goddess Ell.’ He said and waved his hands, and nearly all the ingredients vanished from the counter.
"The ingredients to make the stew are very common and found in nearly every world." He said and motioned toward three ingredients and started to say their name.
When I saw those ingredients, my eyes couldn’t help but flash in surprise. The material he is pointed at is Duke Grade Ingredients, and he is right about them common materials; they are one most common Duke Level materials out there, and I have them in my storage.
"The first thing your need for cooking is energy control; if you do not have that, then you might as well mix everything up and cook them as barbarians do." He said the last line had quite a sharpness in it.
I don’t have to be a genius to known that he said the usual way of cooking Barbaric, and since I cooked this way, I am a barbarian. I am about to ask what is real when he started on his own, and words got stuck in my mouth.
"Cooking is more than heating stuff up; it is an art. One needs to have precise energy control and finesse, to mold the energies contain inside the material one cooking."
He said and cut the onion-like a thing in precious motion; he had only used a simple knife coated in his energy. The Knife was just a medium; the real deal is his energy, which he laid bare in front of me.
He uses his energy and uses his energy; he is using them in a very precious control.
I don’t think with this kind of control; he even needs to use a Knife to do something like it; he could make the Knife with his energy and do what he is doing with the Knife.
He had laid everything bare in front of me; I could see his energy nodes, and so is nodes of The Onion and the way he cutting making it not loose even a single speck of energy from the Onion; as he cut it, he would seal the node with the energy he is controlling.
Ive never seen something like it before, and that is just a star as what he did next was even more amazing. I could not believe something like this could be done with energy.
He had practically controlled the energies of three things when he added them in a pot and changed their nature with his energy as he cooked the way he wants.
The way he played with three energies of three different things, I was completely enthralled by it. The forty minutes flew by, and hot simmering soup.
Seeing a soup, a bright smile couldn’t help but appear on my face as I found it. I found a thing I was searching for, a thing I have come here for.
I have been having a problem dealing with different kinds of energy perfectly but seeing how he cooks it, I found a way to move forward with my inheritance.
Now, I have to do little research, and in two weeks, if my luck is good, I will be Duke and will find a way out of this Subterrane in confidence without fear of any monsters.
"Try it; you will get only one spoon to savor it well." He said the voice when I was busy with my thoughts; just as I heard it, I appeared behind the counter and picked soup spoon before dipping it into simmering light green souls.
I took the spoonful, as much as I take and move it toward my mouth before taking it all my mouth.
"Hmmm!"
A simple taste of soup entered my mouth; the three light flavors perfectly layered, buzzed my mind. The soup did not have any strong flavor; it is very simple, making it so amazing.
This soup is the most amazing thing Ive ever tasted; everything I ate so far is dust compared to it.
As I observed the soup, I saw its energy very gentle, one of the most gentle energies Ive ever seen. Means even if my sister drank it, she would be fine.
The energies present in the soup will merge into her body to its limit while the rest would disappear.
"I said only one spoon." I heard, when I looked down, I saw the soup spoon was inside the soup. I was about to say something when the soup desspeared and so is a spoon in my hands.
"Now, it is your time to cook; show me what you have got from observing." He said and walked out of the counter, which is clean as before, with another set of ingredients appearing on the table.
I had opened my mouth to say something, but when I saw his impassive face, I knew it would be futile. It will only answer me if I did what he had told me to do.
I got behind the counter and started to cook the same way he did; I coated my energy and energy of the started to Onion like Duke stage material.
From the first cut, I know Ive done wrong, but I continued. I am sure he will explain everything. I started to follow everything he did, and if an untrained eye to see me now, he will think I am doing everything fine, but I am doing everything wrong, utterly wrong.