Gu Ding's Dark Cuisine

"Hey, Gu Ding, can you make something else besides fried rice?" Liliath complained reluctantly, looking at the large bowl full of fried rice in front of her.

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"What? Is it not good?" Gu Ding asked, his mouth full of fried rice and his cheeks bulging.

"It's delicious, but we've been eating fried rice for three days in a row. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, this is the eighth meal..." Liliath couldn't help but protest. Although she admitted that Gu Ding's fried rice was excellent, eating it for three days in a row was indeed hard to bear.

"Oh, but I can't make anything else." Gu Ding immediately gave an irrefutable reason. "Uncle Cook at the Rose Tavern said I have no talent for cooking at all. It took me six months to learn this simplest egg fried rice."

"I think you did a great job. Uncle Cook is probably just saying that because he's afraid you'll take his job. He's definitely doing it on purpose, teaching you how to make fried rice for six months." Liliath thought that Gu Ding made, he must have a real talent for cooking.

"But Aunt 'Rose' and the others all say that I should never become a cook." Gu Ding was somewhat skeptical of Liliath's opinion.

"Ask the Sea Emperor to search for some simple recipes for you. You can try making them first. I'll play the role of a gourmet for once." Liliath pushed the fried rice in front of her aside with anticipation.

Gu Ding finished his meal in a few bites and wanted to try it himself, because after he learned how to make fried rice with eggs, Uncle Cook never let him touch anything in the kitchen again.

"I found you a simple one, and the ingredients are in the fridge." Although the Sea Emperor couldn't eat it, watching humans busy in the kitchen was a pleasure. "This dish is very traditional, called Stir-fried Pork with Chili."

After watching the recipe and the cooking video, Gu Ding nodded confidently. "Judging from the name, it has to be spicy enough to taste good. I remember Lily bought Hellfire Dragon Chili before."

Gu Ding rummaged through the refrigerator and finally found a few small purple chilies, each about the size of his little finger. "They're so small, I'll put in a few more."

He grabbed a handful of Hellfire Dragon Chili, and then Gu Ding started picking out the meat.

"The recipe calls for lean meat, King Kong Gorilla meat should be the best choice, but the only meat in the fridge is... Brute Minotaur meat."

Having selected the two main ingredients, Gu Ding quickly prepared the side dishes as well.

About twenty minutes passed, Gu Ding looked at the huge chunks of meat in the pot; their color didn't seem to have changed much. He couldn't help but ask Sea Emperor, "Do you think it's cooked?"

"Probably not. According to the data, the meat of the Brute Minotaur needs to be roasted at 1300 degrees Celsius for more than five minutes to be cooked. It's a special ingredient that requires special processing. Besides, this isn't even Rose shreds, is it? This piece is bigger than your head..." Sea Emperor couldn't help but complain.

"There's nothing we can do, the kitchen knives can't cut this piece of meat..." Gu Ding looked at the three cleavers, their blades already dulled, and felt like crying. "How about we just take it out of the pot like this and change the name of the dish?"

"Should we rename it Chili Meat Chunk?" It was unclear whether the Sea Emperor's question was sarcastic or a suggestion.

"I think it's a good idea," Gu Ding thought the Sea Emperor's suggestion was good.

"Whatever, it's not like it's for me to eat anyway." The Sea Emperor could vaguely imagine how Liliath would react later.

Once the pot was cooked, Gu Ding took the dish out.

Seeing the enormous chunk of meat, Liliath couldn't help but ask, "What kind of dish is this?"

"Chili Meat Chunk." Gu Ding didn't think the name was so hard to pronounce.

Liliath picked up the knife and fork with some suspicion, but couldn't cut a piece of meat for a long time. "What knife did you use to cut it just now?"

"I didn't cut it. All three kitchen knives are dull..." Gu Ding told Liliath very frankly.

"Alright," Liliath put down the knife. She knew the meat was inedible, but to show her support for Gu Ding, she skewered two small chili peppers with her fork and popped them into her mouth...

The moment the chili pepper entered her mouth, she spat it out and jumped onto the table, yelling, "Water! Give me water..."

Gu Ding was a little surprised. He knew that Liliath liked spicy food, so he put in a lot of chili peppers, but he didn't expect this reaction.

Liliath was given seventeen glasses of cold water before she finally calmed down, but her voice was completely hoarse. Looking at her parting lips, Gu Ding couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

"She asked you what kind of chili pepper you used?" Sea Emperor acted as a translator, able to calculate what Liliath wanted to say from the movement of her lips.

"Hellfire Dragon Chili," Gu Ding replied, somewhat puzzled.

Upon hearing the name, Liliath reacted quite strongly, gesturing wildly as she spoke a great deal.

"She said she bought the Hellfire Dragon Chili not to eat, but to treat her bullets. The Hellfire Dragon Chili has a special effect that can greatly reduce the rate at which platelets aggregate, making it difficult for wounds to heal in enemies hit by bullets, and causing them a great deal of pain," Sea Emperor explained.

"But don't some people use this to cook?" Gu Ding found it a bit puzzling.

"Actually, I just looked up information about Hellfire Dragon Chili. Other people only put one in their dishes at most, and they just fry it in oil, then take it out and use that chili oil to cook. But you just grabbed a handful, at least thirty, right..." Sea Emperor told Gu Ding the results of his research before Liliath could explain.

"Then I'll try some other dishes, and this time I promise I won't put any chili peppers in them." Having finally managed to appease Liliath, Gu Ding decided to try something new.

However, almost none of the following dishes were appetizing. Each dish was turned into a culinary disaster by Gu Ding, and it was impossible to swallow them just by looking at them.

Liliath finally understood why the people at the Rose Bar said that Gu Ding had no talent for cooking at all, and she gave up completely.

Even Gu Ding himself couldn't bear to look at the finished products he had made. After placing the seventh dish on the table, Gu Ding looked at the disastrously bad Sweet and Sour Ribs on the plate and said, "I think we should hire a chef."

Liliath then gestured, and the Sea Emperor translated it.

"She said she had to tell you a secret: actually, her cooking is even worse than yours..."

"Then we need to find a chef even more!" Gu Ding became even more determined in his idea.

"No rush, let's repair the spaceship first. We'll arrive at Konstruk Star in about four hours," Sea Emperor's voice reached their ears.

"It's just the time for dinner." Gu Ding winked at Liliath.