Li Chen could even feel the hair on Little Fat Round's belly.
Yes, hair.
It reminded him of a former homeroom teacher. In summer, the man's white shirt had nearly failed to contain his enormous belly, and the thick hair on it had been faintly visible.
"Alright, hurry up and tell me how this is made."
The man was so excited that he could barely speak coherently. Li Chen did not keep him in suspense and took out a stack of papers densely covered with all kinds of seasonings, kitchen tools, and detailed preparation methods.
System-made. Completely reliable.
Little Tangyuan had already found Douluo Continent substitutes for every seasoning needed to make burgers. The taste was identical, and the oven for baking bread, the methods and tools for extracting oil, the order of preparation, and the heat control were all explained in crystal-clear detail.
It took the man quite a while to skim through everything, and he was immediately astounded.
"Could these be Soul Tools? Soul Tools can be used like this?"
He was also a Soul King and carried a small storage pouch with limited space. Though it was tiny, it still counted as a Soul Tool.
He had once wondered whether Soul Tools could be directly applied to cooking, but unfortunately, he had no interest in making Soul Tools at all. Nor did he know anyone who could make them. These Soul Tools seemed to have appeared out of nowhere on Douluo Continent, with no history to research whatsoever.
So he had given up on the idea. Yet he had never expected to see such a mature method for making Soul Tools now—kitchen-tool Soul Tools, no less, the very thing he had longed for.
To him, these few sheets of paper could change the history of Douluo Continent.