As silly as it sounds, an oven toaster brought them together.

Ever since Mag had opened his restaurant, he had truly been made to comprehend what it meant for people working in the same occupation to be enemies. 
As such, he wasn't fazed by the antagonistic eyes cast toward him at all. It didn't take a genius to know how much rage and resentment would be boiling in the hearts of these chefs.
None of that mattered to him anyway. He was a man who could see the bigger picture, and he certainly wasn't going to pay any heed to these ignorant chefs.
The butler who had led Mag to the kitchen smiled, and said, "Mr. Mag, here are all of the things that you asked for, as well as all of the ingredients that you requested. If you need anything else, feel free to tell me." 
Mag carefully examined the items on the cooking bench to verify that everything he had requested was ready, and he nodded as he said, "That should be all for now. Thanks for your hard work."
There was no such thing as a gas stove in this world, but Beate had displayed his intelligence to the world by devising a magic stove that derived its heat from a magic formation. The stove was able to provide consistent flame temperature, and the heat was easily adjustable.
All of the chefs in the second prince's manor were naturally using this type of magic stove, while Mag had bought one off the streets, and had taken a long while to grow accustomed to using it.
Prior to coming here, Mag had asked the system to convert the oven into a magic oven as opposed to having to rely on electricity. There was clearly no reliable source of electricity here in Rodu, so that would've been a major problem.
Mag asked Amy to take a seat on a little stool nearby while she ate her biscuits. He then pulled out an apron and chef's hat from one of the bags on the cooking bench before putting them on. 
"Is that the chef that His Highness sourced from Chaos City? He's so young; is he even able to cook anything good?"
"The chefs of Chaos City can't compare to the chefs in Rodu. If you ask me, any of the chefs in this kitchen is a far better chef than him."
"He's not that old, but he sure is a cocky little brat. Look at all the stuff he asked the servants to prepare; is he looking down on the kitchenware in our manor?"
The chefs weren't saying anything, yet the sous-chefs and student chefs were all discussing spiritedly among themselves.
Mag merely smiled upon hearing these barbed words. These were the most elementary playground insults, and they certainly weren't going to hurt him. Instead, he was struck by the urge to laugh.
Most of the chefs in the kitchen were already middle-aged men, so they weren't as eager to air their views as the young sous-chefs and student chefs were, but many of them were looking at Mag with disdain in their eyes. The most renowned chef in Chaos City, Head Chef Beate of Ducas Restaurant, had studied cooking in Rodu.
Of course, they would be able to tell whether Mag was the real deal once he began cooking. They were all esteemed chefs, and had to maintain their poise and dignity. Otherwise, if they were to also deliver verbal insults toward Mag, they would be stooping to the level of the student chefs.
However, they were going to air their opinions once Mag's dishes were ready, and they were going to thoroughly enjoy stomping him into the ground during that process.
Mag pulled out his condiments one by one and placed them in the positions that he was accustomed to. He then reached into the water tank beside him, and pulled out a kirin carp that was still swimming about energetically.
He knocked the fish unconscious with the hilt of his blade, and proceeded to remove its scales with a long and thin knife. He then sliced several gashes into the fish's body, pulling out some small fishbones in the process. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, a small pile of tiny fishbones had accumulated on the cooking bench.
A portly chef turned to his student with a derisive sneer, and said, "Heh, do you all see that? That's the worst way to prepare a kirin carp. The scales of the kirin carp are the most delicious parts of its body, and it's what makes the kirin carp so beautiful. Not only has he removed all of the fish's scales, he's also sliced so many unsightly gashes into the fish's body. The entire fish is going to fall apart during the cooking process, and the end result will not only be hideous, but also very unpleasant to eat."
As he was the chef that was the most proficient at cooking fish in this entire kitchen, Matthew's evaluation was naturally regarded to be correct, and all of the student chefs immediately began to suck up to him.
"So you're saying the rank fish scales are the most delicious part of a fish; no wonder you can't cook a good fish." Mag placed the cleaned fish into the marinating condiments before pursing his lips as he scoffed, "The most rank part of a kirin carp's body is its scales. Furthermore, they seal off the flesh of the fish, preventing other flavors from seeping in while trapping the rank odor, making the fish completely bland and tasteless aside from an overwhelming rank flavor. As for the cuts I'm making in the fish, this is to let in more flavor as well as to remove the fishbones. There's no point in telling you this, though; it's a technical skill that not everyone can master."
Mag's voice wasn't very loud, but the entire kitchen immediately fell silent. Contemplative expressions appeared on the faces of the chefs, while the student chefs were trying to gauge the chefs' reactions before saying anything, in fear of saying something wrong if they were to speak too soon.
Matthew's face immediately became flushed with rage and humiliation. He didn't think that Mag would dare to rebut him in front of so many people. He pointed a trembling finger at Mag, and retorted, "T-that's nonsense! I've cooked fish for over three decades! When I first started cooking fish, you were still in your diapers! Do you think I have less experience than a brat like you?"
"Perseverance and dedication are indeed qualities worthy of respect. Stubbornly following the wrong path for over 30 years is also very much commendable." Mag nodded with a smile.
"You… You…" Matthew was trembling with rage, but he couldn't find a counter to Mag's insult. In the end, he swept his hand through the air with clenched teeth, and spat, "You've got a very sharp tongue; let's see if you can back up that big mouth of yours!"
Mag wasn't someone who would allow others to push him around. The fat chef looked as if he wanted to kill Mag, but he couldn't do anything, and Mag was feeling very content upon seeing this.
He felt as if his sharp tongue from his past life was awakening from its dormancy again.
During the fish marination process, Mag prepared the ingredients for both the steak and the braised chicken. When he opened that bottle of wine, Mag could clearly sense that the eyes of everyone in the kitchen had lit up.
The fish was being grilled in the oven, the chicken was being braised in a pot, and the steak was being seared in a pan. Mag was cooking three dishes at the same time.
The aromas of beef and red wine wafted throughout the kitchen along with the scent of the braised chicken that was escaping from the pot. Only the aroma of the fish had been completely sealed off by the oven.
However, everyone had already fallen silent.
Nothing could make people eat their words more effectively than actions. All of the people in this kitchen were either chefs or aspiring to become chefs. They had all been cooking for a long time, yet they had never encountered a dish that was making it difficult for them to repress their drool, making them want to inhale its aroma with all their might.
However, Mag had managed to achieve this.
"It smells so good! I've never smelled such a fragrant dish. Both the chicken and the beef smell simply extraordinary," a student chef couldn't help but praise, and everyone nodded in agreement with this sentiment. Many of them were unconsciously getting up on the tips of their toes, trying to catch a glimpse of what Mag was putting into his pot and pan to create such an alluring aroma.
"Hmph, even if he can cook a good beef dish and chicken dish, his fish may not be on par," Matthew harrumphed coldly, but his fists were already clenched with anxiety.
"Ding!"
A crisp notification sound rang out from the oven, and Mag plated the steak before opening the door of the oven.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

At

    this time, the oven is preheated to 160 degrees, and the red wine and water in the cast iron pot are also boiled. Xia Yu wraps the hot pot along the cloth and puts the pot into the oven.

    Close the oven door, the set time is 30 minutes, Xia Yu turned to the kitchen counter, leaving two face-to-face helpers, and the chef of Xia Zhiqi who dared not to stare at the baking time.

    "Is it out in 30 minutes?"

    "Impossible! We just did regular steps. I didn't see any secret processing of beef. How can it be baked in 30 minutes? If it is an ordinary oven, say less to wait for one." It will take two hours."

    The chef of Xia Zhiqiu listened to the whispers of the two chefs and frowned.

    Where are the different links, where?

    His chin in his hand, cut the beef from the beginning to the final step of the oven, thinking back and forth, and finally mind a flash, the hearts of speechless, "that will not be on the hands and feet move ... Daogong?"

    How to manage outsiders Fantasy and Xia Yu are facing them, and they are busy with themselves.

    Continue in the wok and fry the fried mushrooms with yellowed mushrooms.

    Half an hour actually passed quickly, and the oven was reminded. Xia Yu turned and took the cast iron pan out of the oven, poured all the soup into a pan, and used a spoon to clean the foam and grease on the surface of the soup.

    This is a degreasing step. If the taste is heavy, you can continue adding salt and pepper after removing the fat.

    Pour out the soup, heat it to boil, return to the cast iron pot, add the fried mushroom slices, and continue to cook on the gas stove.

    In fact, many western restaurants will stop the cooking of Burgundy red goulash at this step, put a lid on the refrigerator and prepare for tomorrow.

    In other words, it is to leave the upcoming dishes until tomorrow, when the guests order, a little heating can be served on the table.

    You know, if you don't have a special treatment, it takes an average of 4 hours to cook a Burgundy red wine stew. Which restaurant guests are so patient?

    "咚咚咚..." The

    bright kitchen knife pulsates on the chopping board, and Xia Yu finally grabs the chopped parsley and sprinkles it on the surface of the dish that has been placed on the plate, so that the burgundy red wine stewed beef It is done.

    "Serve it -"

    Xia Yu took off his apron and kitchen hat, and told the two chefs.

    The scent of the dish has been swayed to the extreme during the platter, and the whole kitchen is full of beef flavor.

    Uncontrolled creep of the larynx.

    The two chefs sniffed the smell in the air and suddenly found themselves hungry and the stomach acid was secreted.

    Seeing two drooling, the chef who can't walk in front of the kitchen counter, Xia Yu washes his hands and laughs: "There is still a little left in the pot, the plate can't fit, you can try my craft."

    "Is it OK?" "The two cooks have bright eyes."

    "You don't want me to eat it myself. I have a big appetite, never too much...

    " "Don't! "

    One to help cook quickly got a fork, and give to a companion, both around the kitchen table before the cast iron pot, close-sniffing cooking pot flavor blowing, emitting faint green eyes hungry eyes.

    "嗤 "

    Silver-colored fork, gently punctured, and pierced one piece of beef. The

    surface of the beef collapsed into a small piece, and a broth seemed to find a venting mouth, and the mouth pierced from the fork quickly overflowed.

    "Good soft ...Why is there so much soup in the beef, and the beef has been boiled and baked, why is the elasticity so amazing...? "

    Xia Zhiqiu chef is next to him, his eyes are condensed."

    The entrance to the beef, the facial expressions of the two chefs, from the initial shock, to the taste of delicious happiness, is finally a kind of piety looking up to the holy mountain.

    Appetite also occupies the heart for a time, Xia Zhiqiu finds a knife and fork, carefully cut the next corner of the beef, slowly put in the mouth.

    The rich flavour of the meat suddenly spreads over the tip of the tongue.

    Then, the sweet taste of another red wine is spread throughout the mouth.

    The first feeling of the entrance was amazing. The chef of Xia Qiu carefully tasted it for a while, then gently bite it down, chewing the beef in the mouth, and the more fragrant taste made him know that the soup contained in the beef. Ingest with the meat.

    Hey.

    At the moment of swallowing, the enjoyment of the chef's face on the Xia Zhiqiu suddenly turned into shock.

    The body is warm and mellow.

    Why is it that the taste is filled with happiness?

    ...

    Starlight rotates the western restaurant.

    Three male diners yelled in position impatiently.

    "It's almost an hour, our Burgundy red wine stewed beef?" The bald diners rolled up their sleeves and looked at the watch. They kept shouting loudly. "Let the guests wait so long, this is your restaurant's Service? Bad review!"

    Two Chinese ladies and sisters sit silently.

    "Gourmet hooligans are disgusting." A

    cute female tourist with a round face sent a squirting microblog and secretly took a photo upload and wrote: "It's really disappointing. Today's Ami Yokocho, in neon Tokyo, met the legend. The food was wandering. The chef of the restaurant was too tender, and almost got a cover, but my sister also married a funny little brother."

    Weibo finally attached a smiley face.

    "Serving!"

    The companion suddenly pulled her sleeves. Female tourists quickly put away their mobile phones, holding their round faces with their hands, a very expectant expression.

    The kitchen and the waiter successively placed six white round porcelain plates with beef stew, side dishes and broth on two tables, three on the side and three on the other.

    Just after the dishes were served, the eyes of two female tourists were attracted.

    "Dish and taste full!" Round-faced female tourists can't wait to pick up the knife and fork, cut the next corner of the beef to the entrance, this is the first, the female tourist's mouth will not close together, surprised and delighted.

    "It's so soft, it tastes great! I have never eaten such soft beef. How to deal with it?!" After

    swallowing the beef, the round-faced female tourist turned her head and stared at the two chefs.

    "And, after a beef stir fry and stew, meat residue has not changed, contrary very delicate, slippery, accompanied by soup swallow together, that feeling, I almost immortal ..."

    female tourists a The face was excited and the eyes were bright, but she suddenly remembered that it was a Japanese restaurant in the West. Two chefs who couldn't understand Chinese stood up.

    A young chef used English with a strong accent and slowed down: "I'm sorry, madam, this is not the work of our Xia Zhiqiu chef."

    Both female tourists understood.

    "...is the little brother just now?" Both of them have tasted this Western food, and they look at each other and their faces are incredible.

    Not long ago, they tasted the burgundy red wine stewed beef of Xia Zhiqiu chef. The dishes were really good, and they were considered to be medium-sized in many western restaurants.

    You can taste the burgundy red wine goulash in the back, and then go back and think about the taste of the dish in front, it is very obvious.

    More cruelly, the taste of the two is not on one level.

Waking up in the world of MHA (My Hero Academia).
But it is not like those fan-fic that I read in which the MC is the same age as the protagonist.

He is 3 years older than Midoriya Izuku.
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"Shit, I don't know who sent me here but at least because you didn't give me Izuku's age"

"And why I keep hearing a damn sound in my head"
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Well this is my first fan-fic I hope you like it

The treaty of bringing together the worlds of
BHNA --- boku no hero academia
SNS --- shokugueki no soma
Kenichi the most powerful disciple
As the story progresses I will try to integrate more.

Di!
At this time, the oven was preheated to 160 degrees, and the red wine and water in the cast iron pot were also boiled. Xia Yu covered the hot pot's edge with a cloth and put the pot into the oven.
Closing the oven door, he set the time to 30 minutes. Xia Yu turned to the kitchen table and left two kitchen hands looking at each other. Head Chef Kasumigaoka could not believe the baking time.
"30 minutes?"
"No way! Just now we carried out all the routine steps. I haven't seen what secret processing he had done to beef. How can we get it out in 30 minutes? If it is a normal oven, it has to wait one to two hours."
Chef Kasumigaoka listened to the whispers of the two kitchen hands and frowned deeply.
What was the difference?
He rested his chin on his hands. From the beginning of cutting beef to the final oven step, thinking back and forth, his brain finally flashed, and his heart lost his voice. "Wouldn't it be... Something different on knife skills?" 
How could outsiders imagine? Xia Yu was busy with his back to them.
Xia Yu turned his back to them and took care of the cooking regardless of what the outsiders imagined.
He continued to fry the mushroom slices with the melted yellow oil in the wok.
Half an hour passed quickly. With the sound of ding, the oven timer reminded him. Xia Yu turned around and took out the cast iron pan from the oven. He poured all the soup into the pan and used a spoon to skim off a layer of foam and grease on the surface of the soup.
This was a degreasing step. If the taste were heavier, you could continue to add salt and pepper after degreasing.
The poured soup should be heated and boiled. Xia Yu poured it back into the cast iron pan and added the fried mushroom slices, then continued to cook on the gas stove.
In fact, many western restaurants would stop cooking boeuf bourguignon at this step and put the lid on. They would put it in the refrigerator to prepare for tomorrow.
In other words, it was to leave the dishes that would be completed until tomorrow, and when the guests ordered, they could be served on the table after a little heating.
If there was no special treatment, it took an average of 4 hours to cook boeuf bourguignon. Which restaurant's guests would be so patient?
Boom, boom…
The silver kitchen knife leapt on the chopping board. Xia Yu finally grabbed the chopped parsley and sprinkled it on the cooking surface of the plate so that the boeuf bougignon with all kinds of flavours was completed.
"Let's serve."
Xia Yu took off his apron and kitchen hat and told the two kitchen hands.
The scent of dishes has been utterly fragrant during the display, and the whole kitchen had a strong smell of beef.
Their adam's apple rolled.
The two kitchen hands sniffed the air and suddenly found themselves hungry. Their stomach acid secreted sharply.
Xia Yu glimpsed two kitchen hands drooling. They could not walk in front of the kitchen counter. Xia Yu laughed while washing his hands. "There is a little left in the pot that the plate can't fit. You can try my craft."
"Is it okay?" The two kitchen hands' eyes brightened.
"If you don't want it, I'll eat. I have a big appetite. There's never too much..."
"No!" 
A kitchen hand quickly found forks and gave it to his companion. The two of them surrounded the cast iron pan on the kitchen counter and sniffed at the close-up of the cooking flavour in the pan. Their eyes showed their hunger.
Chi!
Using the silver fork, with a slight prick, it penetrated one of the beef slices.
A small piece of beef collapsed on the surface, and a stream of broth seemed to find a vent. The hole pierced by the fork quickly overflowed. 
"It's so soft... Why is there so much soup in the beef? The beef was fried and roasted. Why is the elasticity so amazing...?"
Head Chef Kasumigaoka was next to Xia Yu. His eyes narrowed.
As soon as the beef entered their mouths, the facial expressions of the two kitchen hands changed from the initial shock to the happiness of tasting something delicious, and finally a kind of piety looking up to the holy mountain.
Appetite also occupied his heart for a while. Head Chef Kasumigaoka found a knife and fork, carefully cutting a corner of beef, and slowly put it in his mouth.
The rich flavour of meat suddenly spread out at the tip of the tongue.
Then, another sweet smell of red wine spread all over his mouth.
The first feeling in the mouth was amazing. Head Chef Kasumigaoka tasted it carefully for a while before he bit down gently. He chewed the beef in his mouth. The richer flavour made him wonder and swallow the meat.
Grunt.
After swallowing, the enjoyment of Chef Kasumigaoka's face turned into shock.
The body was warm and mellow, fluttering, and immortal.
Why did people feel full of happiness just by taking a sip?
...
Starlight Revolving Western Restaurant.
Three male diners yelled impatiently at the table.
"It's almost been an hour. Where is our boeuf bourguignon?" The bald diner rolled up his suit sleeve and looked at his watch. He kept shouting, "Letting the guests wait for so long, this is your restaurant service? Bad review!"
Two Chinese girls sat silently.
"The food hooligan is really disgusting."
The lovely female tourist with a round face posted a vomiting Weibo and secretly took a photo upload and wrote: "It's really a disappointment. Today, I met a legendary gourmet wandering in Ameyoko, Tokyo, Nihon. The head chef of the restaurant was too tender and almost got caught, but I also met an interesting young guy."
She attached a smiley expression in the last statement.
"It's time to eat!"
Her companion suddenly pulled her sleeve. The female tourist quickly put away her cell phone. Her hands were holding her round face with a very expectant expression.
The kitchen hands and waiters placed six white round porcelain plates filled with beef stew, side dishes and soup on two tables. Three servings here and three servings there.
As soon as the dishes were served, the eyes of the two female tourists were attracted.
"Presentation and dishes are perfect!" The round-faced female tourist could not wait to pick up the knife and fork and cut the corner of beef for eating. This was the first bite.
"It's so soft and tastes great! I've never eaten such a soft beef. How did they do it?!"
After swallowing the beef, the round-faced female tourist turned her head to stare at the two kitchen hands.
"Moreover, after the beef was stir-fried and stewed, the meat quality did not change. On the contrary, it is very delicate, smooth, and overflowing with the soup. That feeling, I was almost immortal..."
The female tourist spoke excitedly, and her eyes were bright, but she suddenly remembered that this was a Japanese restaurant, and two kitchen hands who could not understand Chinese stood there awkwardly. 
A young chef spoke in English with a strong accent. He slowed down and said, "Sorry, ma'am, this is not the work of our Chef Kasumigaoka."
Both female tourists understood.
"...Is it that little brother just now?" Both of them had tasted this western food and looked at each other with incredulous faces.
Not long ago, they tasted the boeuf bourguignon of Chef Kasumigaoka. The dish was indeed good, and it was considered to be above the medium level in many western restaurants.
But when they tasted the boeuf bourguignon this time, and then went back and thought about the taste of the dish in front… This one was clearly better.
More cruelly, the taste of both was not on the same level.


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

Seo Ha-ran returned home on the weekend. She ran over without gloves, so her hands were red. Every time she opened her mouth, a white plume of steamy breath billowed out.

She opened the front door and trembled,

"Tae-hyuk, s-sorry. Is Noona late? Are you hungry? I'll cook you delicious food at once!"

Ha-ran took off her coat and ran to the kitchen, but there was an unexpected scene awaiting her. Her younger brother was cooking in the kitchen.

"Eh? Noona came? It's cold out, so sit down and rest. You've been studying for a long time so I will prepare dinner tonight."

"Oh my…"

An apron-clad Tae-hyuk carried food to the table. At first glance, there were many things that looked delicious.

Ha-ran looked at Tae-hyuk with an impressed expression.

"It will only take another 10 minutes. Before that, warm up your body. There is hot water in the bathroom."

"Yes, yes. I came home. My Tae-hyuk is all grown up."

"Aigoo. Ms. Go in and wash your body."

Ha-ran picked clothes from her room and entered the bathroom. The hot water came out, even in the winter.

In their old room in the basement, the boiler would be frozen, if it was only slightly cold outside. In the end, she had to boil water with a portable burner for her younger brothers and clean with lukewarm water. She also had a brief shower with freezing cold water. It was cold enough in winter to make her stunned.

Her eyes turned red as she remembered those times. A smile came to her face as she bathed in warm water.

"Now, shall I see how good my little brother is?"

There were a variety of dishes on the table, such as steak and salad. There were also California rolls that looked appetizing. They were all Ha-ran's favorite foods. However, these things were expensive and not easily eaten.

"W-Wah. Tae-hyuk prepared all of this?"

"In fact, a friend helped me."

"Girlfriend?"

"No, we just study together."

"Ahum. I see. You should bring some back for them."

In fact, An Eun-young had prepared most of these dishes. Tae-hyuk only cut the cabbage, roasted the meat in the oven, and placed it in bowls.

"I don't know if this will suit Chef Seo Ha-ran, but let's eat."

"Yes. But I can't eat so much."

"I will wrap the leftovers and give it to Tae-min."

"Tae-min still hasn't finished?"

"He won't be done until 10 p.m."

Tae-hyuk and Ha-ran chatted as they started to eat.

Ha-ran sliced the steak and was pleasantly surprised. The knife smoothly sunk into the meat, as if she was cutting through tofu. She could feel that the meat was of the finest quality. The red flesh and white fat layer were in perfect harmony. The steak looked so delicious that saliva filled her mouth.

Ha-ran asked gently.

"This seems very expensive…"


 

Tae-hyuk didn't slice the meat. He just tore it with his mouth and spoke while chewing.

"Ah, the local butcher store was having a sale. It wasn't that expensive so feel free to eat.

Of course, it was an absolute lie.

The identity of the meat was Kobe beef, one of the top three wagyu in Japan. It was also the most expensive Chateau brand. It was a dish that boasted a price of over 100,000 won per person, even if it was just the cheap lunch menu.

Ha-ran cut it into small pieces and raised it to her mouth without knowing it was such an expensive meat.

"W-Wah… So delicious…!"

The rich juices ran down her chin as Ha-ran started to energetically eat the steak.

Next, her fork headed towards the salmon salad. Ha-ran was baffled. There were unidentified black things sprinkled into the salad. When she looked closely, they seemed to be fish eggs.

"Huh? What type of fish egg is that?"

"I got it in a 1+1 sale at the mart. It is delicious when eaten with salmon."

"I see."

She didn't know that the fish eggs were caviar, one of the three great delicacies that caught the taste of gourmets all around the world. Just seven ounces of it were sold for an exorbitant price of over $500. That precious food was now being eaten with salmon salad.

"Although it is a little salty… It is unbelievably delicious, and completely changes the flavor of the salmon."

Ha-ran made a sound of admiration with every bite of food.

"It is okay. There is still a lot left so we can eat it with some rice tomorrow morning."

"These ingredients seem expensive…"

"Aish. They are cheap."

Ha-ran's eyes narrowed and she sent him a suspicious glance. Tae-hyuk just smiled like he didn't know anything. It had been a long time since he last met his sister, so he wanted to give her the best foods. The two people faced each other and smiled brightly.

"At any rate, Noona can just study hard and not worry about money."

"That sounds like something I used to say."

Ha-ran twisted her brother's face.

Tae-hyuk once again swore to himself after seeing his sister smiling so brightly. He wouldn't make his sister unhappy unlike the previous life.

This was the only favor that Tae-hyuk could do for her.

"Ah right. Kang-suk hyung says to expect a date. He is preparing."

"Omo. Kang-suk?"

"Yes. I'm sure it will be the best date."

Ha-ran blinked.

She didn't show it on the outside, but it seemed like she was expected a lot.

'The concept of this date isn't Beauty and the Beast, but Cinderella…! The problem is whether Kang-suk hyung can do this properly. If it was Beauty and the Beast then he could do well as the beast.'

The actors were ready, but he was worried about how well Cho Kang-suk could do.

@

At the same time.

In the base of the Nuclear Bomb, the second ranked Kang Han-seong stared at his juniors with cold eyes.

"Hyung-nim helped you… It wasn't for you to look like this."

His position in the circle wasn't low. Rather, his charisma and strong power made him one of the high ranking members. The only thing he was lacking in was his amount of contacts.

Therefore, Kang Han-seong desperately tried to increase the number of his followers. If he added just five more people, then he could become a captain of Nuclear Bomb. He had no intention of being underneath someone in a gang. He planned to grow it as much as possible and turn it into an organization.

Of course, he would do his job, but once he was recognized, he would be able to relax from a high position. The juniors he gathered were his footholds to success.

But what were these pathetic brats? In order to join the group, they had to be able to take money and then hand the money over. They roamed around this area for that reason.

"So… You were beaten up by one person?"

Kang Han-seong caught the eye of a nearby junior, who had one arm in a cast. He couldn't go to the toilet alone.

The sight was enough to make Kang Han-seong sigh.

His juniors bowed their heads.

"I-I'm really sorry. I-If that bastard didn't have the iron pipe then… He is a cowardly bastard."

Kang Han-seong struck the cheek of his pathetic junior.

"Keok!"

"Hey, you jerk. Is that something to be proud of? Aigoo. I can't believe I invested in scum like this…"

"H-Hyung-nim!"

The juniors clung to Kang Han-seong and bowed. No matter how pathetic, they were still people who followed him. In the end, Kang Han-seong's heart weakened.

"I understand, you brats. This strong Kang Han-seong will solve it."

"T-Thank you. I swear allegiance to Hyung-nim."

"I'm getting goosebumps. Stop before you make me sick. Yes, he was wearing the uniform of A High School?"

"Yes, that's right. It is a school in the area. I am sure he goes to that school."

"Hrmm."

A High School was a famous school nearby, not necessarily as a prestigious school, but for the second generation of good families attending it. Therefore, it had an ambiguous position.

In the end, their money entered the wallets of this gang. However, if the school had a good fighter, then he should check it out. Once they met, Kang Han-seong would see about bringing him into Nuclear Bomb. Even if he did have an iron pipe, he had fought four people alone.

"He might not be a good guy. So let's act in moderation and go to A High School."

"H-Hyung-nim, then we…'

"Shit. I'm not your mother. Handle this yourself. Wipe your feet and go home and sleep."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, Hyung-nim."

Kang Han-seong sighed and started to investigate A High School.

@

-Oh, it must be Seo Tae-hyuk. But he isn't 1st in the school. He did a test a while ago and was ranked 2nd.

–Ah, is that so? Then who is 1st?

–That… An Eun-young. She is completely crazy (about studying).

–Hah. That female is good (at fighting)? [TL: the words in brackets are implied but aren't actually said.]

-Completely brilliant. Seo Tae-hyuk is her apprentice. He can't even compete with An Eun-young.

"..."

"…H-Hyung-nim! I-I'm really sorry. It really was like this."

Kang Han-seong glared at his henchmen.

"There is someone bigger than him? In addition, a woman?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Huhu, I see. I guess I have to believe what you are saying. What type of person is she?"

"I-I don't know."

Kang Han-seong imagined Arnold Schwarzenegger with long hair. At that moment, his palms became damp.

"Ah, I guess I should take a look for myself."

It seemed like it would become a mess if he left the job to his henchmen. In the end, Kang Han-seong decided to go himself.

"So, where is that person called Tae-hyuk now?"

"T-That…"

A henchman stuttered. He was hesitant about something.

Kang Han-seong muttered with annoyance.

"I told you to know for sure!"

"Ah, no. I know."

"Really? Where?"

"I heard he is at a restaurant cafe in the suburbs right now."

It was a restaurant popular with couples.

Kang Han-seong was currently sitting in a factory where the heat wasn't working properly and he was surrounded with the smell of stinky men.

What, a date?

Kang Han-seong's lips twitched. The suburbs were usually deserted, and thus, it wouldn't be a problem if he wanted to beat someone up.

"He is playing very wildly on Christmas Eve. Are 10 people available right now? We have to take care of that bastard, even if we get in trouble."

Kang Han-seong chuckled.

They were still minors, so they wouldn't be punished properly, even if they damaged the restaurant. The laws protected them.

Then he would punish that bastard who ridiculed four of his men.

"It is me. Gather immediately. From now on, we will start a war."

Kang Han-seong mobilized all the strong people.

@

"H-How is it?"

Kang-suk asked nervously as he gazed at the suit that was tailored to his body.

Tae-hyuk raised a thumb.

"Wah… You look really cool. It is like a drama."

The custom made Oxford suit with a expensive price of three million won transformed the bear.

"Really? But this clings to my body too much. If a criminal suddenly appeared…"

"Aigoo. Kang-suk hyung! You should only think about dating today!"

"I understand."

Cho Kang-suk smiled as he placed a handkerchief in his pocket.

"At any rate, the booked limousine will soon come. Then you will go pick up Noona."

"T-Tae-hyuk…"

Kang-suk's eyes turned red.

He thought of the bleak days where he just caught criminals. He never once had a date, yet Tae-hyuk had prepared everything perfectly.

He really was the best brother. Tae-hyuk prepared everything: His clothes, his transportation, and even his reservation at the restaurant. He made Kang-suk practice all of the scripts until he memorized them completely.

"Hyung. I'll be watching from afar. Don't tremble. Have a good time with Noona."

The two men gazed at each other warmly. Soon, a gorgeous limo arrived in front of them. Now he would go and meet the princess.

Tae-hyuk smiled as Kang-suk went to pick up Ha-ran.

"Nevertheless, doesn't a prince need a villain?"

Tae-hyuk knew that the gang he just met were looking for him so he had deliberately leaked information and even bribed people to spread rumors for the past three days. In the end, there was going to be a fight today. Indeed, Kang-suk was the best when catching criminals. Furthermore, what if he fought to defend the princess?

A wonderful scene from a fairy tale would come out. The actors were gathering without knowing they were being used.

"Then it will be the best date."

Seo Tae Hyuk, jailed after being falsely accused. He will be executed without being able to prove his innocence. When he opens his eyes, it’s 15 years in the past?

All credits go to the original creator Han Yeoul
and the team who collaborated to make this book


P.S. This book was made so that you can read it offline, so don't start beef with me over trivial things.

Little Sage placed her new iron toys back in the box and carefully placed it inside the kitchen.
As she scurried back outside, she told Gus, "We can play later! Let's cook first!" 

Little Sage waved her spoon and placed it inside her nearest pocket. She thought if she put it there, then she can take it out anytime to taste everyone's work.

Gus remembered his old chef garbs back on earth. There are small pockets in the shoulders of his uniform. Cooks use that pocket to place their tasting spoon inside, so they can taste their dishes anytime they need to. Maybe it's about time the kids need cooking garbs. thought Gus

"I also want to help, Gus."  said Sarah as she showed up from behind, she tied her hair back and rolled up her sleeves. Gus nodded at her and also gave her a chef's knife of her own. 

Gus divided the work into several stations to make them work more efficiently. Holding his own personal knife, Gus has demonstrated to everyone how he dismantled One Minotaur carcass and One Orc carcass. Everyone was amazed at Gus' knife skills as he cut the carcass flawlessly. All of them thought that blade arts can only express its beauty on the battlefield. But Gus has proven them wrong! All of his movements were swift, decisive and clean as if Gus was dancing. All the organs and intestines were taken out quickly and neatly.

The kids have started copying his hand movements as they observed and memorized where to cut the carcasses. 

Piece after piece, Gus placed the different cuts of meat on the kitchen table for everyone to remember what the different parts are called. Sarah and kids suddenly got all nervous, because they are afraid to ruin Gus' cooking.

Gus collapsed his body and morphed each part of him into multiple Gusford juniors!

"A Gusford jr. will guide you on what to do, if you ever get confused with your work! The Gusfords also has the ability to assist you. Everyone! Don't you want to learn how to cook? Don't you want to feed delicious food to your hungry neighbors? This is the time to show them what you guys can do! Remember! I'm always by your side!" 

After Gus encouraged his Kitchen Brigade, their fear melted away and was replaced with their eyes burning with excitement!

The most laborious part of cooking has begun! The First Station is called The Vegetable Cutting Station. They are responsible for doing the prep work for vegetables such as Onions, Potatoes, Garlic, and tomatoes.

These responsibilities went to the Ladies. Sarah, Gretel, and Cindy has a Gusford Jr. of their own.  Each Gus has taught them how to use their knives properly and told them the different cuts and sizes of the onions and potatoes needed. 

Each Gusford Junior jumped into the ladies' dominant hand and transformed into a thin armored glove. They were surprised as their hand moved and cut the onions sticks for Minotaur teriyaki, the thin onion slices for the onion soup, and finally the ring slices for the onion rings. 

The gloves also demonstrated the different sizes and cuts that will be done for mashed potatoes, french fries and potato chips. After Gus demonstrated, The glove gave back full control to the wearer to let them cut for themselves. Gus figured, they should give the least attention to garlic and tomatoes for now, as crushing them was not as laborious as the other prep work. Gus' creative teaching method amazed Sarah and the girls. They realized they can actually learn a lot and finish on time if they keep this up! 

With Gus' "Valued Patron" Passive in effect, the girls didn't get tired and they prepped the vegetables with ease! Anybody who wears the armor will enjoy Gus' stat bonuses! Cindy instantly fell in love with her paring knife as she can meticulously cut the vegetables precisely to the sizes as she wanted. Gretel loved her knives as well. She told Gus, that she wants to learn Cleaver techniques the next time they cook.

The Boys were in charge of the Butchery Station. They handled The Minotaur and Orc meats which Gus has primarily cut for them. Griffin was being taught how to dismantle the 2nd Minotaur Carcass while Ray was dismantling the Orc Carcass. They Cut the Carcasses with ease, as Gus' "Valued Patron" passive is in effect. They Dismantled the Luscious Fresh Meats as if they were cutting butter with a hot knife. They were able to dismantle the meats quickly and even moved on with marinating the meats with soy sauce and garlic for the minotaur teriyaki and soy garlic porc. 

Next, Gus has instructed Ray and Griffin to Roast the bones in the oven. The bones will be turned into soup stock for the onion soup and sauce base for Porc balls in tomato sauce. Griffin loved mincing the Meat for the porc balls and Minotaur Salisbury steak as he was able to go all out on his cleaver. Ray also loved slicing the different slices of meat for porc chops, teriyaki minotaur, and orc bacon. Ray was able to cut the slices for teriyaki minotaur effectively, as his fillet knife can bend!

The brothers even let Little Sage help, by giving her the 6 tenderloins and the mounds of Orc belly cuts from the carcasses to marinate for herself! Gus taught little Sage, to cure their favorite meat dish, the ever-popular bacon! It was adorable seeing Little Sage shouting "Ya! Ya!" As she massages the marinade in the tenderloins, the ribs, as well as The Salt in the Orc Bellies, to become Bacon!

While everyone was busy hustling and bustling, a childlike size Gus' paused and took a good look at Sarah and the kids as they work in the kitchen. It's as if time slowed down. The difference when he first met them compared to the present is like Day and Night. Gus can see the sparkle in their eyes, as they prepare the food. Gus saw Griffin asking Cindy the garlic slices he needed for his marinade, He even saw the quiet Ray asking Gretel if the minced onions are ready for him to mix in the Salisbury steak and Porc balls! Gus was really satisfied to experience a busy kitchen once again. Gus snapped out of it and realized he has to get back to work as well. He was in charge of making the sauces, off all dishes, and baking unleavened bread. 

Now that the prep work is finished, Cooking can now finally start!

A passionate cook transports to a medieval world where Magic and Mystical creatures exists. He regret not being able to reach the apex of cooking back on earth before he got transported. But now that he is on a totally new world with unknown ingredients, will he be able to continue his dream of making unbelievable new dishes? 

But there is always a catch, how can he serve dishes as a monster? With his modern knowledge and dishes from Earth, what will be the impact on this brutal and underdeveloped world? 

You will never look at ingredients the same way ever again!

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Hi guys! Author here! I am new to writing, So pls. be gentle :p i just want to share my passion of cooking in writing format. As a fan of webnovels, its my dream to make one of my own.

We continue with the development of construction materials for another week. Meanwhile a group of villagers started with the carving and cleaning of a road in the direction of the sea and parallel to the mountains. We still had raw materials, but soon we would have to send another expedition.

My main objective, now is to focus on the construction of the blast furnaces, once we can make iron and steel, we can improve the performance in different jobs.

Once a week after the air pump test, we started to decrease the production of construction materials, but we started with the construction of the blast furnaces.

On the one hand, a group of villagers began to dig holes in the ground at the height of the air pump, these would be connected to the blast furnaces by a channel covered with refractory bricks, when burying the lower part of the air pump in the hole and connect it to the blast furnace through a narrow channel, we would make the pumped air reach the furnace at enough speed and pressure. My goal was to connect all future air pumps to the blast furnaces in this way. To each blast furnace will be connected 3 air pumps, which will eject air in different time intervals so that the flow of air is continuous, both the holes for the air pumps and the channels that you reach the blast furnaces will be made of refractory bricks In total 8 blast furnaces will be built, for this we will need 24 air pumps, that is, we will have to build other water wells. We will reduce the number of water wheels to eight, each axis of each wheel will be connected to after toothed wheels which will move the pistons of the air pumps. It would be inconvenient to have to build 24 waterwheels. Although if these waterwheels were made with bronze pieces they would not be able to withstand the weight of 3 air pumps. For this reason we will only make a blast furnace, which will be powered by 3 air pumps. One which is connected to the water wheel and two others which will work manually from our own strength.

Once we get enough steel we can make the new water wells and we can build more blast furnaces.

Both the holes for the air pumps and the channels were made in just 2 days, now we will have to make the blast furnaces. I made several calculations and concluded that the blast furnaces will be 2 meters in diameter at the base, and this diameter will decrease as the blast furnace rises higher. The height of this will be 8 meters.

In the first phase we built the base of the blast furnace with a height of 3 meters, we made it in a circular way. But in a section one meter from the ground we left a hole without refractory bricks and only covered it with refractory mortar, which was simply the mass of the bricks still wet. We returned to do this at a height of two and a half meters. When the base of three meters was made we let the construction dry and settle for 3 days. During that time we made several scaffolds that surrounded the structure, in this way we can build the blast furnace of the height that we want. Once the base is made we start with the rest of the body of the blast furnace every time the diameter of the furnace was decreasing until we reached the height of eight meters where the diameter of the furnace is one meter, through this opening the necessary minerals will be poured to make iron. As in the base we leave a section about 4 meters from the ground without covering leaving a hole. This hole would be where the channels of the air pumps are connected to the blast furnace.

It took us a long time, but in the end we have a blast furnace.
-The truth is quite impressive-

-si- before the comment of Mors I could only agree.
-Then what is missing-

-for the moment we have to let the construction dry, meanwhile we can build the cranes that will raise the minerals until the entrance of the blast furnace, we can also make the containers where we will accumulate the cast iron-

-The containers??-

-yes, the cast iron will be placed in these containers.. To maintain its high temperature after leaving the oven we will have to make the containers of refractory bricks. Although these containers weighed a lot, we can still raise them to reintroduce them in steel-making ovens.

-steel ehh ... As you explained to me, this metal is much harder and more resistant than iron.

-that is, with this material we can create much more effective tools for the activities that are carried out with them. Both the plows, axes, nails, saws and other tools will now be made of steel. And not only that, we will also produce steel weapons, although at the moment they are not necessary-

-all you say is very good, but to be able to do all these tools we will need many men to mold the molten metal-

Before the comment by Mors I could only get a smile. After this action I showed something to Mors.

-watch this-

-mmm ... this is a wooden sword- Mors asked me.

-that is, this is the sword style that we will make with steel-

-but because this one is made of wood- Mors was still confused.

-because from this wooden sword we can make dozens of swords at the same time-

It is one thing to be transported to a world of fantasy, with its monsters, races other than human, huge kingdoms and great heroes.
But it is another thing to be transported to a world of fantasy in its primitive time, when the races begin to develop and the monsters are just becoming strong and where humans are the simplest of all.
This is the story of a young otaku who is transported to this world with her modern knowledge, ready to break through adversity and create her own kingdom.

It was six days after the food truck mission and the three-star meal ended. No missions were given after that. Since they worked hard in the truck for a week, they might have given them a break, or maybe the judges were just busy.

There were no missions, but an episode aired on TV. The 7th episode. The team mission at the time was shown. It was the one where Kaya and Jacob formed their own teams and Jacob messed up. Also…

Cho Min Joon looked behind him. Peter was looking at his phone with his butt against the cooking station. He had no other choice. It was Kaya and Peter who were mentioned the most after the broadcast. Martin was a pro. He wasn't the type to edit Peter's parts out just because he felt bad.

All the things Peter said were broadcasted. Despite the fact that he was now more mentally mature, it was too much to just ignore. He made personal attacks after all. Cho Min Joon understood Peter. He knew that he was less mature and didn't have many good human experiences, so he had a hard time controlling himself.

But the public didn't know that, and even if they did, they wouldn't have cared. All they heard was what he said on TV. Peter became a villain, and many people expressed their rage and demanded he pay the price.

Some people were suspicious. Although his words were harsh, they wondered if Kaya might have started it, but Kaya couldn't completely cover up Peter's wrongdoing. After all, he even burned the Tandoori chicken after that… So people had no choice but to feel angry. Cho Min Joon sighed as he said,

"… Don't read the comments."

But Peter couldn't hear him. There was no way he could. Kaya couldn't either, and even if he tried not to, he would eventually get back on the internet without realizing it.

Compared to him, Cho Min Joon was better off. To be more exact, his love line was more conveyed than his abilities, but after his perfect palate was revealed, things turned around. Everyone started to think that there must have been a reason for everything he did. The foreign aspect of being Asian became wings for Cho Min Joon. People thought that Cho Min Joon was a genius that was out of their realm.

And to be honest, he didn't hate that. It was a little burdensome, but it also made him excited and smile. People liked him. People who he didn't even know anticipated his next big thing. That was a fascinating thing for him.

"We're going to start filming! Please put your phones away!"

The staff's voice rang through the house. Peter immediately put his phone in his pocket. Not long afterward, the judges entered. As usual, they said a few words to hype them up before Joseph spoke in a calm voice, "You'll see a box on your cooking station. When I count to three, please open the lid. One, two, three!"

The lids all opened at the same time. Some sighed of relief while others frowned. Cho Min Joon was the latter. Inside was a large piece of meat. To be more exact, a piece of meat and bone.

A t-bone. It was a part that also had sirloin and tenderloin attached. Joseph spoke in a serious voice, "The t-bone isn't the most delicious part of a steak. That all depends on the person, but I can say this for sure. The t-bone steak is the hardest to make. If you cook it all at the same temperature, the sirloin will cook faster than the tenderloin, but we want all of the parts to be cooked equally.

Everybody sighed. This mission was all about technique. If they made one mistake, it was over. But what Joseph said next gave them some relief, "But don't be too nervous. This mission is just a warm-up, but 1st place will get a prize. You'll be exempted from disqualification in the next mission."

In response, the contestants' eyes sparkled. Cho Min Joon sighed out of relief. It wasn't enough to go after 1st place. In Korea, it wasn't easy finding t-bone. Most meat shops just sold sirloin and tenderloin separately. They rarely sold t-bone. It was hard to find at large supermarkets as well.

So he didn't have much experience with it. When he looked at the meat, it was less than 2 centimeters thick. It wasn't thin, but it wasn't thick either. When it came to steaks, the thicker ones were easier to cook.

It was inevitable. The thinner it was, the less time they had to keep it over the fire. It was common to just sear the outer region and then end up overcooking the inside.

"You won't use a separate sauce for it. Just use salt and pepper. Remember, the most important part is to cook all of the regions equally, and flavor is important, too. You may begin! You have 10 minutes."

Cho Min Joon immediately turned around. There was no particular method of cooking t-bone, it was all about experience. When steak houses hired chefs, they usually evaluated them based on how they cooked t-bone, so that made him realize how difficult this was.

It wasn't hard to get the right flavor. All he had to do was overlook the part of making it cook equally. The sirloin would be medium while the tenderloin would be medium-rare. Some customers liked to enjoy the differences in those two parts.

But there were those who wanted both parts to be cooked the same. The perfect chef was able to provide customers with both types of t-bone.

What he had to focus on now was the cooking method. When he looked around, Kaya was getting a grate. He saw something that he couldn't understand. Peter was heating up the oven. Allan must have wondered the same thing because he approached Peter himself.

"… How do you plan on cooking it?"

"After cooking it in the oven, I'm going to sear the outer side on a pan and then rest it."

"Do you think you can control how the oven cooks it on both sides?"

"As long as I just place the tenderloin part on the pan first and cook it a little more, it should be fine.

"I'm not sure. Let's keep an eye on it."

Peter's face grew dark. He thought there was potential, but Allan's remark made his confidence go down, but he couldn't change his plans just because of one remark.

Most of the contestants were seasoning the meat. 5 minutes passed. As soon as 5 minutes passed, the contestants began to move faster.

Cho Min Joon put some pepper and salt on his. He then put it on top of a greased pan. As it made a refreshing cooking sound, Allan asked, "Do you have experience cooking t-bone?"

"No, not really."

"Focus on the range of the fire that touches the pan. That'll help you a great deal."

He was intending to do that anyway, but Cho Min Joon just smiled. There was no need to respond sharply to an intention to help.

Like Allan said, controlling the heat was key. Cho Min Joon tilted the pan and put the tenderloin where the fire was the hottest, but it couldn't be too different in temperature either. Then the tenderloin could end up more overcooked than the sirloin.

All chefs gave different tips regarding how to cook steak. Some said one could flip it more than twice while others said to fillip it every 30 seconds to a minute. Cho Min Joon flipped it every minute. When he did it that way, the juices gathered in the middle making the meat nice and juicy.

Rather than who was right and who was wrong, it all depended on the person. Cho Min Joon checked the time as he flipped the steak. He didn't use any arosser methods. It would only distract him, and the added oil could make the meat cook differently, and Cho Min Joon wasn't so skilled that he could calculate what the additional oil would do to the meat.

The predicted score was 6. It couldn't have been better. He cooked it without any sauce, so the score couldn't have been higher.

What Cho Min Joon wanted was medium. After flipping it three times, he put the meat on top of a paper towel. As long as he waited a minute for the juices to come back… He was certain that both sides would be cooked well.

The buzzer rang. The 12 contestants took their hands off of their plates, but Cho Min Joon stared at his. The cooking score of the t-bone steak after resting was 6. It was as the recipe predicted.

The judges called the contestants up one by one. They cut into the sirloin and then the tenderloin. If they were cooked differently, they didn't even taste it. That was the case for Peter.

"I asked you if you could do it well. Look at this."

Allan showed the cut meat to Peter. One side was medium and the other side was rare, and the rare part still had blood in it. Emily sighed.

"I know this isn't a disqualification round, but this is too much. You can't experiment with food like this."

"… I apologize."

Peter responded with a pale face. He was already pressured because of the negative comments online. They didn't know what else to say to that face. They sent Peter back and called up the next contestant. It was Anderson's turn. Joseph cut into both sides and smiled.

"Both sides are medium well-done. They're not burnt either. You cooked it perfectly. I'm impressed, Anderson. You haven't been able to show off your full potential until now. I feel like you've returned."

"Thank you."

Anderson answered without a smile. It was too early to be happy. He wasn't the 1st place yet. They praised him after tasting it. All the contestants commented that the medium-rare steak was nice and moist.

Cho Min Joon understood that evaluation. After all, Anderson's steak showed up as 7 points. The fact that he achieved that score with just salt and pepper meant that he would have reached 8 points with proper sauce.

Next up was Cho Min Joon. He carried his plate with confidence. As soon as Emily cut into the meat, she nodded.

"Medium. It's equal throughout. There's a slight difference… but I don't think any customer would complain about this. You haven't cooked t-bone before, have you?"

"No, ma'am."

"Then this is impressive. And the texture… Hm. It's not bad, and it's juicy, too. Good work."

Compared to Anderson's praise, Cho Min Joon's was a step down. He felt a little disappointed, but he had no choice. Experience meant a great deal when it came to cooking.

The last contestant to be evaluated was Kaya. She carried her plate to the front. Joseph looked at the plate with great interest.

"You're the only one who cooked it on a grate, Kaya. Are you confident in your job?"

"My top skill is using fire. If I didn't cook, I might have become an arsonist."

"I'll take your word on that."

Joseph cut the meat with soft hands. Kaya was right. Medium. The meat was perfectly cooked to look pink inside, both the sirloin and tenderloin. Joseph slowly put it into his mouth.

When Joseph took his first bite, his face was bright, but as he took his second and third bites, his face turned strange. Same with the other judges. Kaya looked at the judges with anxiousness.

"You cooked it well. But Kaya, I think you forgot something. When you cooked the meat, did you cook the outside first before you cooked the inside?"

In response, Kaya looked surprised. She was so busy cooking the sirloin and tenderloin at the same time that she forgot to cook the outside in order to contain the juices. Cho Min Joon just stared at Kaya. Unfortunately, her steak was a 5. It was understandable. There was plenty of fire flavor, but there wasn't much juice.

'I didn't know Kaya can screw up like that.'

Besides fighting with team members because of her personality, this was the first time he saw her mess up. Joseph spoke in a caring voice, "You seem to know where you messed up. That's okay, Kaya. All chefs make mistakes. Please go back."

"… Yes, Sir."

Kaya walked back with a sad look on her face. It was clear who took the 1st place. There were a few contestants who cooked it equally, but there was only one person who did it perfectly—Anderson. Cho Min Joon glanced at him. He tended to be consistent in his output, but the more he watched, the more impressive he got. He lost to Kaya and took 2nd place, but that meant he would've won if she wasn't there.

"We've chosen who came in 1st place. It was unanimous. Anderson, congratulations! You're excluded from the next disqualification round. Please go up to the 2nd floor!"

"Thank you."

Anderson answered calmly and began walking. While the other contestants stared with jealousy, Allan said, "Then let us announce our next mission. Some of you might not like this one."

Allan then glanced over at Cho Min Joon. Cho Min Joon twitched his eyes. He felt anxious. Allan continued in a calm manner, "This mission… is a dessert."

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

There were many wild animals in the United States; when it was hunting season, people could get a variety of game meat for food.
The Playboy was not the only one who brought meat. Blacktooth Robbie also brought a similar gift: a large piece of tenderloin, which would make an excellent steak. Steak, however, also required more effort to prepare. Big Quinn directly rubbed the meat with a layer of butter.
There were also some people who brought wild pork meat. Li Du had eaten this chewy type of meat before.
Whether it’s wild pork or wild beef, they had eaten or seen it before. There was even one who brought wild goose meat, which was really rare and strange.
Big Quinn cured the peacock meat by marinating it using a mixture of red wine, gin, Japanese miso, and olive oil.
When it was noon, it was time to eat.
American parties did not have many rules in regards to meals; most of the time parties just had buffet-style meals. Hans’s party was like a do-it-yourself buffet. Everyone took the prepared or marinated meat and the like, and barbecued it themselves.
Li Du had originally wanted to show off his culinary skills by preparing some dishes. However, there were too many people to entertain. Now that he was very popular, everyone wanted to talk with him. Therefore, he had no free time.
With the large assortment of food at this treasure hunter party, there were mostly burgers. This was the easiest meal to prepare and could enable the guests to fill up their stomachs in the fastest possible time. Big Quinn had prepared a lot of burger ingredients and placed them on the table for the treasure hunters to mix and match.
Li Du put two of them into the oven designed by Big Quinn, which had different layers for cooking. In this way, when the fire was lit, the flames would not rise directly to the top.
"Three-zone oven?" Lu Guan seemed intrigued by the oven; he squatted near it to take a closer look.
Li Du asked, "What about it?"
"Well, this is a high-grade oven—one that is very troublesome to make. Look, the top layer is a low-temperature zone, the highest temperature zone is around the center and the bottom layer is the middle-temperature zone. They all have different roles."
This type of oven was very suitable for grilling burgers. The meat could be placed in the high-temperature for quick grilling, then moved to the mid-temperature zone where the meat inside would be thoroughly cooked. When it was fully-cooked, the meat was placed in the low-temperature zone to stay warm.
But as this was a complicated process, Hans got impatient after grilling his burger in the first zone and ate it after it was ready, skipping the step to place it in the mid-temperate zone.
After chewing on the burger two times, he asked, "Is this the wild beef? It’s too lean, the meat doesn’t smell good at all."
Big Quinn walked over and took a look. "Nope, it’s pork. Just that it’s too lean. Come, put some butter on it. Remember not to use the tongs to press the burger during barbecuing or the oil inside will be squeezed out."
Li Du also made himself a burger. He took two slices of bread and a piece of wild beef as he had never eaten that before.
"Don’t use too much seasoning with the wild beef," recommended the Playboy. "Friend, just try sprinkling some coarse salt and black pepper powder. This way, you can taste its original flavor."
Li Du added some vegetables since he didn’t add much seasoning.
He added lettuce, tomatoes and onions to make a big, fat burger and worked hard to barbecue the beef. When it was ready to be eaten, Hans grabbed the burger from him.
"Come back here, you thief!" cried Li Du angrily.
Hans cackled and had a naughty smirk on his face. "Thank you for your present, Li!"
Looking at the group of people cracking crude jokes and playing around without a care, York suddenly envied them and murmured, "Seems like living life like this isn’t too bad after all."
"Live like these barbaric and foolish bumpkins?" Frank laughed condescendingly. "No, just kill me. Our aim is to stay at Beverly Hills where our next door neighbors are Hollywood stars and politicians. As for these fools? They can go to hell!"
Not too far away in the distance, Lu Guan, who was playing with his big golden retriever, shrugged. He went to look for Li Du and commented, "Wanna know some information? Those Two have new criticisms of you..."
Li Du’s story of how Shang Yang had gained prestige and trust seemed to work. From the beginning until the end of the party, more than 10 people came to him and told him some so-called "insider news."
Not only treasure hunters there disclosed information to him, but Li even received a call from another city. When the party wrapped up, Li Du got a call from Kevin Zhang, whose Chinese name was Zhang Kai. He was working in Page Town.
If one did a search on the Internet for Page Town in Chinese, one would get results for the city of Pécs. Pécs was a famous city situated between the Danube and Drava rivers. It was one of Hungary’s most attractive cities.
The Hungarian city Pécs had a pleasant climate and a long history. The city was host to magnificent museums and had the richest Turkish architecture in Hungary.
There was also a place called "Page" in the United States, which was where Zhang Kai was working. Both Page in America and Pécs in Europe shared the same Chinese name, but there was a huge gap between them in size and population.
In the United States there were many such places. This was due to the first immigrants to Americans were from Europe. In order to cherish the memories of their homeland or simply for easy remembrance, there were many places named after European cities.
Li Du had only heard of the European city of Pécs. He was somewhat nonplussed and asked, "Hello? You’re calling from Hungary?"
The voice over the phone sounded startled and replied, "No, I’m in America, in the state of Arizona."
Li Du looked at Hans and consulted him in a low voice. "Is there a place called ‘Page’ in Arizona?"
Hans nodded his head. "Of course, it’s located in the northeastern part of Arizona. It used to belong to the Hopis."
Li Du nodded to himself and continued to answer the phone, "Hello, Mr. Zhang, may I know the purpose of this call?"
Zhang Kai proceeded to use Mandarin to converse with Li, "Hi brother, I’m currently working at Glen Canyon Storage. The company’s planning to hold an auction soon, a storage unit auction."
Li Du listened quietly. So someone’s giving me auction information? he thought.
Zhang Kai said, "Not sure if you know this: Page is a very popular tourist spot with three to four million tourists coming here annually. Over here, there is a lot of storage units filled with items.
"There will be a total of 45 storage units put on auction with various sizes—the large, medium, and small units. Some of them contain good things inside. Will you be coming for the auction?"
Li Du did not reply immediately. Instead, he asked, "How do you know me? Were you introduced to me by Mr. Ma Zhi-an? Are you also a member of the Chinese Mutual Aid Association?"
"Yes, Brother Ma has informed all the members in this line of business," replied Zhang Kai in a straightforward manner, "saying that we have another member working as a treasure hunter. And if there’s a good storage unit, we will inform you about it."
Li Du was quite moved by Ma Zhi-an’s goodwill, for this act would greatly help his line of work.
After exchanging contacts with Zhang Kai, Li Du ended the call and talked to Hans. "There’s an upcoming auction in Page, we need to set off right away."
Hans nodded and said, "Yes, there’s one with 45 storage units put up for auction."
"You need to be mindful of such news," preached Li Du. "There are 45 storage units, there could be something worthwhile in them."
Hans felt wronged. "I noticed it, but I didn’t know you were interested. Page is situated in the northeastern part of Arizona. It’s rather far away."
Li Du replied firmly, "As long as there’s money to be earned, we’ll go. Even if it’s really far."
Hans immediately disclosed another auction. "There’s also an auction in a storage company in Las Vegas with 20 storage units—might have better things in there."
Li Du replied, "Not going."
Hans was speechless.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

After mining more than 50 iron ores, the level of Miner rose by 1 lvl.

He decided to return to town to begin the next part of the quest.

[[Quest Rank F Getting the Badge Association 2/10

Before you can start crafting you need to know how to melt an ore and turn it into an ingot.
Iron Ingot created: 0/5

Reward: 10 White Inim]

A pnj took him to the room where he had forged his first sword.

Jerome knew that he needed to melt the iron in an oven and then put the iron in a mold then close the mold and plunged it into the barrel of water.

During his reading he had learned that the iron melted at about 1500 degrees and started boiling at about 2800 degrees, but he did not intend to boil the iron  but just to melt it to make it liquid in order to give it its ingot shape.

It is not a matter of just melting the iron but also adding carbon produced by the smoke of the oven, once the carbon added to the iron and it is liquefied it can be put in the mold.

And again the manual craft has its advantage, normally with the self crafting 2 minerals its necessary to make an ingot but with the Manual Crafting only one is necessary.

On the wall there were dozens of molds of the same size for ingots he took 50 and arranged them on the table next to the anvil.

Then he took 5 basins iron but engraved with enchantment to resist the high temperature and put 10 ores in each and arranged them in the oven.

He fed the oven flame for 15 minutes using the blower.

In the game the time to melt an ore is greatly reduced.
 
Jerome took a bowl with 2 tongs and poured its contents into the molds.

Jerome was sweating a lot because of the heat and physical effort, but he was concentrating so as not to lose a drop of molten iron.

Then he closed the molds filled with light gray liquid and plunged them one by one into the barrel filled with water causing the same reaction as when he had made his sword.

And he repeated the operation until everything was in 5 different barrels.

Once all this was done, he took the ingots out of the molds and created a pile on the table.

He received his reward and the rest of the quest.

[Quest Rank F Getting the Badge Association 3/10

All the elements are together to craft your first weapon, a sword.

  Iron Sword Forged: 0/1

Reward: 20 White Inim]

Jerome stopped for 2 minutes and took the necessary ingot and placed it in the middle of the fire and received the bonus for a perfect positioning.

Then he fed the fire while watching the color of the iron.

During his reading he had learned the different colors for the iron which are the following ones

550 ° C: Red nascent
620 ° C: Red brown
680 ° C: Dark red
760 ° C: Cherry (constant)
850 ° C: Red
1000 ° C: Dark orange
1100 ° C: Light orange
1300 ° C: Soldering white
1400 ° C: Maximum limit for forging iron

His goal is to achieve the constant cherry color.

But not everything knowing that the iron is raw it needed to rise slowly to heat the iron evenly to avoid cracking at the temperature difference during cooling.

When Jerome saw the cherry color on the entire ingot he took it out with the tongs and got a message

[Heating efficiency: 83% + 3% crafting success]

"Not perfect but not bad for my first real manual craft"

Now the hardest party he needed to trained his sword.

The only advice he had in his book was to have an accurate image in mind and to form the sword.

Jerome knocked for a while but the shape was not there so he plunged his ingot into the oven to prevent the metal from cooling.

He continued for 20 minutes before arriving at an acceptable result.

He could no longer improve the shape and thickness of the sword because by heating the iron it could become brittle and reduce its durability.

He plunged his sword into the water and resorted to it.

His sword was straight but the guard too short and thick which brings a slight imbalance in the weight of the sword.

Then he sat down and took out a sharpening stone and began to sharpen it on both sides and the tip, little by little the edge of the started blade was formed.

The game provided him with a handle and a pommel so that he could finish his sword.

He assembled everything and a message appeared.

[Iron Sword Created
Rank F
One Star
Damage 17-20
-1 dexterity
Creator: Derinor]

The penalty must come from the imbalance of the guard.

He looked at his exp and found that the sword had given him 50% exp on his Job of Blacksmith.

Each new level could work new metals and unlock alloys.

The penalty must come from the imbalance of the guard.

He accepted the reward and received the rest of the quest.

[Quest Rank F Getting the Badge Association 4/10

A blacksmith must know how to make weapons of any kind, forge a spearhead.

Iron Spear forged: 0/1

Reward: 20 White Inim]

He left the workshop and went to the front desk and said, "Hello, I would like to buy an equipped workshop in the city."

The pnj replied "of course".

A page with 3 offers opened

[Blacksmith shop + sales counter,
Price: 5 Diamond Inim

Blacksmith workshop
Price: 3 Diamond Inim

Blacksmith workshop and carpenter
Price: 10 Diamond Inim]

Jerome took the one with the sales counter for 5 Diamond Inim and the NPC handed him the keys of the building.

The workshop was a hundred meters from the building of the association, he decided to go now and continued his quests there.

"Honestly even if my creation is worthless I had fun, let's continue like this in MY workshop. "

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