I've been transported into a Western fantasy game, and my dad wants me to marry my sister.

Half an hour later, Lynn set up a makeshift stove in an open space on the edge of the settlement.

Lynn first took out a pheasant, scalded it, plucked its feathers, and cut the meat into even small pieces.

Lynn then marinated it with wild ginger juice, a little salt, and homemade fruit vinegar.

Then, he took out a small leather bag.

He poured out some dried red berries and spices from the small bag—substitutes for peppercorns and chili peppers that he had found in the forest in his previous life (hereafter referred to as peppercorns and chili peppers).

Melted animal fat was poured over the iron pot.

Heat the oil to six-tenths of its maximum temperature, then add the meat chunks to the pan.

"Sizzle!!"

Like a firecracker exploding!

Deep-fry the chicken until crispy and fragrant, then remove and set aside.

Then add scallions, ginger, garlic, washed dried chili peppers, and Sichuan peppercorns.

Stir-fry until fragrant.

After adding the diced chicken, Lynn quickly stir-fried it with a wooden spatula, then added the special sauce.

While stir-frying, the spicy and intense aroma sweeps in like a volcanic eruption!

Vera choked and took a half step back.

She couldn't help but wonder, is this stuff really delicious?

As the meat chunks are stir-fried, they gradually turn golden red, with the oil and spices blending perfectly.

Lynn sprinkled in some chopped green onions, stir-fried for 20 seconds, and then plated it.

The bright red chili peppers and the golden-brown chicken pieces complement each other beautifully, appearing like leaping flames as the steam rises.

"Spicy chicken, please try it!"

Vera hesitated before picking up a piece—the pungent, spicy smell from before made her a little suspicious.

but.

The moment of entering the entrance.

Vera's emerald green eyes widened suddenly!

First comes the intense impact of the spicy flavor.

Then—

It's the caramelized and tender meat, and the crunchy tree fruit pieces that bring out the layers of texture.

After swallowing, a slightly addictive burning sensation remained in her throat, causing Vera to cough twice.

But he immediately picked up a second piece—

"This feeling...it's so exciting, yet I can't stop!"

So delicious!!

Vera was incredibly amazed.

I couldn't help but think of the Hundred Years' War mentioned in my old textbooks.

Is this the allure of spices?

No wonder humans in the past waged a century-long war against the Magic Forest for this thing.

While Vera was still reeling from the shock of the spicy chicken.

Lynn took out something that made her expression change slightly—a cleaned large intestine.

This thing?

It's so dirty, can you even eat it?

"Lynn, this..." Vera hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

"Please wait a moment." Lynn said calmly.

He washed the sausage casings repeatedly, soaked them in wild onion and ginger water to remove the fishy smell, and then skillfully turned them over, stacked them, and cut them into short sections.

Put a little wild honey and fruit vinegar in a pot and simmer to make caramel color. Then stir-fry the sausage segments in the pot to coat them with the caramel color.

Then—

Pour in the prepared broth.

What happened next made Vera hold her breath.

Lynn is holding a wooden spoon.

He gently pushed the intestines with a strange rhythm, simmering them over low heat.

The broth gradually thickened.

He sprinkled in the crushed herbs, ginger powder, pepper, and fruit vinegar in that order, each addition precise.

The intestines tumble and shrink in the pot, their color changing from light to dark.

finally--

The intestines have an enticing jujube-red color and a glossy, amber-like surface.

The most amazing thing is the aroma—

The unpleasant odor of offal has completely disappeared, replaced by a complex and profound aroma.

It's a fragrance that blends sweet, sour, salty, and aromatic notes, with distinct yet harmonious layers.

"Nine-Turned Intestines, please enjoy."

Vera struggled internally, but curiosity and trust in Lynn ultimately prevailed.

She picked up a piece, closed her eyes, and put it in her mouth—

With a gentle bite, the casing is slightly chewy, while the inside is soft and glutinous.

Then.

An explosive burst of complex flavors unfolds in your mouth!

First comes a perfectly balanced sweetness, followed by a rich, savory flavor, with a subtle sourness that cuts through the richness, and finally, a lingering aroma of spices.

That taste.

That taste.

It made Vera feel like she was in heaven!

"Ah~~"

Vera let out a comfortable groan.

"This...this is made of intestines?" Her voice trembled.

"How is this possible?!"

"It is clearly..."

"How could something like that become so delicious?!"

Lynn wiped his hands clean and said calmly, "The way of food lies in turning the rotten into the miraculous."

"There are no bad ingredients, only inadequate preparation."

"This dish requires nine steps: washing, cooking, boiling, simmering, and roasting, hence the name 'Nine Turns'."

"Furthermore, this dish combines the five flavors of life—sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty—reflecting the technique of 'one dish, multiple flavors' in my hometown cuisine."

Vera stared blankly at the glistening, dark red sausage pieces on the plate.

She looked at Lynn again, her eyes now filled with more than just admiration.

Lynn understood; what she meant was "Awesome!"

Unfortunately, this concept doesn't exist in the game world.

Before Vera could recover from the upheaval caused by her large intestine...

Lynn took out a small bag of flour—there was flour and bread in the game world too.

Lynn and water, pressed the dough, and kneaded it into a ball.

Then, the most unbelievable scene unfolded.

Lynn held the dough at both ends with both hands and pulled gently.

The dough stretches out like a serpent, folded in half, stretched again, folded in half again...

With each stretch, the number of noodles doubles, yet their thickness remains perfectly uniform!

His arms traced graceful arcs, his body swaying slightly with the rhythm of the stretching.

Europe!

This is no longer cooking, but a dance where strength and beauty intertwine!

Vera watched intently.

She was deeply shocked.

The rhythmic quality in Lynn's movements surprisingly matched the natural rhythm of breathing.

At last.

Lynn threw the stretched noodles into the boiling water like a waterfall.

After a while.

Fish it out.

Pour it into a bowl, pour over the pre-cooked mushroom broth, and sprinkle with wild scallions and a few paper-thin slices of smoked meat.

In the clear broth, the noodles are distinct and translucent.

"Please enjoy your clear broth ramen."

Vera picked up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks; the noodles were smooth and chewy, with the aroma of wheat and the umami flavor of the broth blending perfectly.

She looked at the thin noodles in the bowl, which were as thin as hair but did not stick together.

He murmured to himself, "...the thickness and toughness of each one are exactly the same."

This is not just about food and craftsmanship, it's about...

"It's art!!"

She looked up at the three dishes with very different styles in front of her.

Looking at Lynn, who was calm and composed, as if he had just cooked a simple home-cooked meal, I was deeply shocked.

Perhaps the noise and the aroma were too eye-catching.

Lynn was surrounded by a large group of elf girls while she was cooking.

Smelling the enticing aroma, many of the elf girls couldn't help but ask if they could have a taste.

Lynn pointed at Vera, indicating that she should ask her.

Vera felt too embarrassed to refuse.

The elf girls originally just wanted to try it, but Lynn's cooking was so delicious.

Before I knew it, I had eaten it all.

Seeing their delicious food being devoured like a whirlwind.

Vera froze, staring blankly at the screen.

The elf girls, realizing they had accidentally finished the food, apologized to Vera, feeling quite embarrassed.

I want to make amends.

But Vera seemed lifeless and ignored them.

Seeing Vera's reaction, Lynn could only use the remaining flour to make her another bowl of ramen.

That's what brought her back to life.

After finishing the meal, Vera still felt a little unsatisfied.

She touched her tummy, looked at Lynn, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Master Lynn, the great prophet."

"You can still cook for me in the future."

"Give me some of the noodles..."

It's done!

No wonder it was the most popular class among female gamers in my past life.

Food—it truly is one of the shortcuts to the soul.

It was worth it for him to take a chef's online course from a certain Eastern restaurant in his previous life.

And they have honed their culinary skills in the game world for over a hundred years.

Lynn briefly mentioned that he wanted to buy a mid-grade fire elemental crystal on credit (buying on credit from Vera usually doesn't require repayment, hehe).

Upon hearing Lynn's request, Vera patted her ample chest and said, "No problem."

And he said there were plenty of these things.

A short while later, they brought Lynn a mid-level fire element crystal from the supplies storage area.

Later, Lynn mentioned it again.

Vera kept begging Lynn to take her along after they were going out on an adventure and to gather spices the next day.

Unable to refuse such hospitality.

Lynn could only arrange a time with Vera and briefly tell her about tomorrow's plans before returning to her place.

As soon as the treehouse door opened, Leah said with a resentful look, "Oh, brother's finally back."

"I made so many delicious things for the elf ladies."

"You never did this for me when we were at home."

"I've heard that Miss Vera is one of the most beautiful women in the elves."

"Could it be that my brother has found someone new and doesn't want Leah anymore...?"

When she first started talking, Leah's words were full of jealousy.

As she continued talking, she ended up feeling more and more wronged.

Leah felt that if she continued talking, she would start to cry again.

Wow.

How did the aloof female villain from her past life turn into a crybaby?

How can that be?

He'll really turn evil soon.

It looks like it'll end up in the dark room again.

In response, Lynn quickly explained, "That's how it is with Leah."

"Aren't we going to help Dogg reclaim his position as chieftain of the Gray Mountain Kobolds tribe tomorrow?"

"It would be too dangerous for just the few of us to go, and even if we won, the kobolds below probably wouldn't cooperate."

"But Silver Dew Settlement is different; Silver Dew Settlement is renowned throughout the outer perimeter of the Magic Forest."

"By making good use of the reputation of Silverdew Village, we can effectively subdue the entire Grey Mountain Kobold tribe, thereby reducing casualties on both sides."

That's why I cooked the dishes so Vera can help us tomorrow.

"Moreover, as the person in charge of our subsequent trade, we definitely need to maintain a good relationship with her."

"Otherwise, what if other countries stop trading with us?"

"Is it true?" Leah asked, her eyes brimming with tears and hope.

"Of course it's true, think about it carefully yourself."

"And look at this." Lynn Lynn took out a mid-level fire element crystal.

"This is for Dogg's awakening; Vera gave it to me on credit."

After hearing Lynn's explanation, she rubbed her eyes.

Somewhat embarrassed, she said, "I'm sorry, brother, Leah shouldn't have doubted you."

"Okay, Leah, don't cry."

"There are still some of those seasonings left, I'll make you a dish to try too." Lynn ruffled Leah's hair.

Hearing Lynn's words, Leah's mood instantly brightened: "Thank you, brother. Can you teach me? I want to make it for you in the future."