Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

"Blow up the passage to the food world! You have great ambitions. Why do you think I will help you?"

Tang Song raised the bottle and clinked it with Qiao Ya: "Aren't you afraid that I am from the Dragon Palace? It is a great achievement for me to capture you and bring you to the Dragon Palace!"

Qiao Ya tightened her windbreaker, raised the bottle, reached under her scarf and took a sip, but from her frowning brows, she was obviously not very satisfied with the taste of the wine.

"This wine is just average!" Qiao Ya shook his head: "When we get to the world of food, I can invite you to taste the wine on my life menu!"

Tang Song picked up a piece of sponge cake and put it in his mouth. It was sweet and delicious with a hint of softness. It was hard to imagine that this cake was the naturally grown mane of a ferocious beast called the trumpet lion.

According to the vendor, this lion, which was captured at only level 4, can use its mane to amplify its roar, which is where its name comes from.

This giant creature, which can grow up to four meters in size, would be a jungle tyrant if it were placed on an ordinary planet. However, it is a social animal, simply because in the world of food, beasts of this size are only at the bottom of the food chain.

"The Gourmet World! You're about to blow up the entrance to the Gourmet World. How can I possibly go to the Gourmet World with you? Besides, how am I going to get back if I go there?"

Tang Song was bored and decided to play with the toy that was delivered to his doorstep. It turned out to be quite an interesting experience. He deliberately lowered his voice and said sarcastically in a low voice.

"You don't know what kind of existence is behind the Dragon Palace. You can't afford to offend them!"

When Tang Song said this, he always felt something was strange. How come this kind of self-praise made him feel a little ashamed? ?
Qiao Ya's face was a little serious. She pondered for a long time, "If you are talking about the Samsara Palace, it is indeed a huge monster!"

"You know the Samsara Palace?" Tang Song was a little surprised: "You know the Samsara Palace and you still dare to do this kind of thing. No one will cooperate with you. No one dares to provoke the Samsara Palace and cooperate with you, unless I am crazy!"

Shaking his head, he raised the bottle and took a sip, then Qiao Ya smiled bitterly and said, "I know more about the Samsara Palace than you do. The Samsara Palace is indeed a behemoth, but not everything can be handed over!
Don't worry, I'll make you an offer you can't refuse!"

Ever since the passage between the two worlds was opened and a large number of outsiders poured into the food world, Qiao Ya, as the behind-the-scenes leader of the Food Utopia, quickly realized that something was wrong.

At first, she thought that this passage was just an accident, and she didn't take the strength of the pirates who flooded into the food world seriously.

It was not until she was invited to Wan Guo as a chef to prepare a birthday party for "Auntie" that she learned about the existence of the "Dragon Palace" for the first time.

So she mobilized the entire Utopia to investigate everything about the "Dragon Palace" and even came to this pirate world herself.

The more he learned, the more Qiao Ya's heart sank. The Dragon Palace was already a huge behemoth, but who would have thought that behind it there was an even more mysterious Samsara Palace.

At this time, Qiao Ya no longer expected to fight against the Hall of Samsara. She just wanted to buy time and wait for God to mature.

Tang Song frowned and looked at the woman in front of him. With his super brain that far surpassed the optical brain, he found the woman's origin from her appearance in his distant memory.

Joya is the daughter of Acacia, the god of food, and Froze. The kitchen knife that just appeared in her hand should be Froze's Cinderella, which has the ability to control others.

Tang Song didn't care about the god of food Acacia and Froze. At best, they were just two minor gods in the food world.

If he remembered correctly, this Qiao Ya should be the biggest boss in the food world, and what he wanted was a food ingredient called god.
This ingredient appears once every few hundred years and looks like a frog. Every time it appears, it devours all the ingredients in the food world.

It is said that the capture level can reach 10000.

Tang Song was not very interested in this kind of food, mainly because he was not very allergic to frogs.

But he was very curious about what kind of conditions this woman could offer that he was confident he couldn't refuse.
Tang Song took out the claw of a red pine crab and handed it to Qiao Ya: "Oh, what kind of conditions can you offer me? Tell me!"

Qiao Ya took the crab claw and tasted it. "The crab claw of the lobster fish tastes good. Although it is only caught at level one, the taste of its crab claw is no less delicious than that of high-grade crabs. It is a rare delicacy."

"Isn't this the claw of the red leaf crab?" Tang Song's expression looked a little strange. He looked at the crab claw in his hand, then looked at Qiao Ya opposite him.

Qiao Ya looked down at the crab claws, then at Tang Song's expression, and seemed to understand something: "Ahem, the crab claws of lobster fish and red leaf crab taste almost the same, many chefs will not make a mistake if they are not careful!"

High emotional intelligence: Gourmet chefs will admit their mistakes.

Low EQ: You have been cheated!
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. After a while, Qiao Ya put down the crab claws in his hand and said, "How about an entire food world? As far as I know, the ingredients in the food world can be sold at a high price in your place. Once I blow up the food channel, you will be the only supplier of ingredients in your world."

"You've blown up the passage, how can I transport these ingredients out?" Tang Song looked up at Qiao Ya: "Unless you find another passage to freely enter and exit the food world!"

Qiao Ya looked at Tang Song in surprise and said, "Your wisdom is amazing. Yes, I do have a secret passage. This is also the capital I can use to make conditions with the Samsara Palace in the future."

“Don’t worry, I have no intention of going against the Samsara Palace. I just need some time. Once I get what I want, I may choose to become a Samsara warrior and take a look at the scenery outside.

Even if you are from the Samsara Palace, it doesn't belong to you. Think about the little money you have worked so hard to earn.
Think about it, once the channel is destroyed, you can take advantage of this period of time to completely monopolize the entire food industry's export trade. You should know the profit of this!"

Raising the bottle to indicate his agreement with Qiao Ya, Tang Song nodded:

"Yes, the exclusive agent of the rich resources in the food industry, the profits would tempt even an immortal!"

Immortal?! Qiao Ya silently kept Tang Song's words in mind.

"Well, happy cooperation!" Qiao Ya raised the wine bottle and pretended to clink the bottle with Tang Song.

Tang Song raised the wine bottle and tapped gently on the neck of her bottle, seemingly not noticing the slightest pink airflow floating into his bottle.

"Happy cooperation!"

The two smiled at each other and raised their bottles to toast.

"What can I do to help you?" Tang Song put down the wine bottle and looked at Qiao Ya.

"I originally planned to use explosive rocks to destroy the space crack leading to the food world, but unfortunately the Dragon Palace has very strict inspections. You have also seen that Doles, who was carrying the explosive rocks, was arrested.

But Dolus didn't know that I was also in this world, so they couldn't get anything out of him."

Qiao Ya touched the kitchen knife on his body and activated the ability of this "Cinderella":

"How about you help me! I have some explosives here. When the passage is unlocked, you can take these explosives through security check. Don't worry, the Dragon Palace Navy will not check you who are aliens with passes very strictly!"

"Okay!"

Qiao Ya looked at the man in front of him with satisfaction, and the depths of his pupils turned gray.

Cooperation?! Humph, she didn't trust these outsiders. She had originally approached the man in front of her with the intention of controlling him. But she hadn't expected that something went wrong. The man actually recognized her. Fortunately, under her kitchen knife, she finally cooked the food into the way she wanted.

"I thought you were so powerful, but you still fell under the knife of "Cinderella"!" Qiao Ya stood up and walked in front of Tang Song, gently stroked his cheek, with a crazy smile in his eyes.

"Chef Joya!"

"Chef Joya!"

Just as Qiao Ya's finger was picking at Tang Song's chin, wondering if he was studying some top-notch cuisine, a fat man wearing a white chef's hat ran out from the elevator of the observation tower. He ran and shouted loudly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Clay, is there anything wrong?" Qiao Ya retracted his finger, tidied his appearance, and waved to the fat man.

When the fat man saw Qiao Ya, he ran over as if he had been pardoned. He glanced at the handsome Tang Song, then looked at Qiao Ya, and a look of realization appeared on his face.

"Chef Qiao Ya, I didn't mean to interrupt your date, someone ordered food and specifically asked you to make it!"

Qiao Ya looked a little unhappy: "I told the manager that I'm taking a day off today!"

The fat man looked around, took two steps forward, and lowered his voice: "Chef, the manager can't do anything. The person who ordered the food came from the top floor, the room of the mysterious boss!"

Qiao Ya's heart moved: "What did the customer order?"

"It's your specialty, the Dream Life Package!"

"Wait for me here, don't go anywhere!" Qiao Ya turned around and was about to follow the fat man to leave, but suddenly she stopped and looked back at Tang Song: "Do you want to see my cooking skills?"

The 888th floor of the observation tower is different from the observation floors in the garden. After exiting the elevator, there is a long passageway that is more than ten meters high but only four meters wide, giving people a strong sense of oppression and shock.

Ambient lights of varying brightness are installed on the ceiling and on both sides every two or three meters. These ambient lights illuminate some mysterious patterns in the slightly dark environment.

Coupled with the exciting music, people can't help but want to sway along with the music.

Tang Song, wearing a chef's uniform, followed the kitchen helpers and walked in the corridor pushing a small cart full of fresh ingredients.

On both sides of the corridor, a few girls in scantily clad clothes would come up to the chefs from time to time and affectionately hold their arms.

Although the corridor was a little dark, Tang Song clearly saw some chefs quietly giving some red wine and other things to some girls.

There were also several pretty girls around Tang Song, hugging each other and trying to get close to him:

"Has a big client ordered food? Hey, I haven't seen you before. Is this your first time here? How about it, little brother? Buy us some red wine. Tonight, we'll do whatever you say!"

Tang Song, who was used to fairies, dragon girls, goddesses, and at the very least, female stars and supermodels, had an instinctive reaction when he smelled the cheap perfume to kick these ripe women out one by one.

But without looking up, Tang Song knew that Qiao Ya, who was walking in front, had been observing him, to see if he was really being controlled.

Just as a girl who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old reached out her hand to untie Tang Song's belt, Tang Song was considering whether to end the game.
Qiao Ya finally coughed:
"Okay, girls, you can have fun, but these chefs still need to help me. If you contaminate these ingredients because of you, believe me, you won't have a chance to appear here again!"

After hearing Qiao Ya's words, these ragged girls reluctantly left the chefs, and when leaving, they did not forget to give the chefs a sweet kiss.

After the passage, there is a huge dance floor that looks like the ancient Roman Coliseum. The diameter of the dance floor is about 100 meters, and it is 30 meters deep underground.
The surroundings are like steps, each level is five meters high, and is densely packed with boxes of all sizes!

The person who ordered the food was obviously one of the people in these private rooms. According to Qiao Ya, the dishes ordered by the guests need to be cooked and eaten immediately. To put it in a more down-to-earth way, what you eat is the food cooked in one pot.

The closer to the dance floor and the lower the private rooms are, the more expensive they are and the more ornately decorated they are.

When a dozen chefs pushed carts filled with all kinds of top-quality ingredients into a private room of 600 square meters, the guests who had ordered food had not arrived yet.

These chefs were placed in the kitchen inside the box. Yes, there was a special kitchen inside this ballroom box.

After entering the room, more than a dozen chefs were busy. Qiao Ya personally processed a kind of puffer whale food, this dream whale known as the "delicacy of the deep sea".

After birth, the young fish will first live in the shallows of the spawning grounds, but once they grow to 6 meters in length and become adults, they will move to the deep sea.

The originally huge body was compressed into the size of a pufferfish by the pressure of the deep sea.

The delicious essence in the body is thus concentrated into the ultimate delicacy.

However, the old waste in the body is also compressed at the same time, becoming a "poison sac" containing poison within poison.

Because puffer whales are very sensitive by nature, it is difficult to capture them without skillful acupressure techniques.

Not to mention a light touch, even if it is frightened, the venom sac in its body may rupture and the entire puffer whale will be poisoned instantly.

Even if they are successfully captured alive, the poison sac must be removed before cooking. The location of the poison sac is different for each puffer whale, and there are dozens to hundreds of steps from cutting open the fish to seeing the poison sac and then removing the sac by hand, which cannot be wrong.

Only about ten chefs in the world have this skill, which is why puffer whale is classified as a "special culinary ingredient" by IGO.

According to the eight gastronomic laws set by the IGO, poisoned puffer whales are prohibited from being circulated in the market.

However, because its deliciousness remains undiminished even after being poisoned, a large number of poisoned puffer whales are still traded on the black market.

In the food industry, the number of people who died from eating pufferfish and whales reached as high as 100,000.

This social phenomenon has also led to puffer whales being called "a delicious ingredient that people want to try even if they die from eating it."

In the food industry, a live puffer whale can be sold for 100 million yuan. If the venom sac can be removed, its value will be no less than 500 million yuan.

And transporting them here alive would increase the price of each one by at least ten times.

Qiao Ya handled the puffer whale with ease, and more than a dozen chefs were busy preparing various precious ingredients from the gourmet world.

Some people pour hot oil on the brain of a fresh Dorado monkey, some use the bones of a concave-jawed pterosaur to make soup, and some tan the roe of a salmon.
Even Tang Song, the "kitchen helper", was assigned a job by Qiao Ya, peeling potatoes.

Perhaps due to his cooking skills, the potatoes that Tang Song peeled were not rare ingredients, but ordinary potatoes.
Tang Song hadn't finished peeling half a box of potatoes when heavy metal music began to play on the dance floor outside the box, mixed with cheers and laughter. (End of this chapter)