"Master Lin, you don't believe this is dinosaur meat?" Qin Lin asked helplessly.
Sometimes that was just how it went. When he told the truth, no one believed him.
Master Lin immediately replied, "Boss, stop teasing me. Do you really think someone my age would believe this is dinosaur meat? I'd sooner believe it's pork."
"..." Qin Lin didn't know what to say.
Fine, pork it was.
As long as Master Lin was happy.
He added, "Master Lin, get all the ingredients for the medicinal cuisine."
Master Lin nodded and immediately went to fetch them.
Usually, he was the head chef in the kitchen, with the others helping out.
But things were different now. The Boss was going to cook personally, and Master Lin knew just how good his cooking was. The others weren't qualified to assist him.
Master Lin often prepared medicinal cuisine, so he knew the ingredients in its secret recipes very well. He quickly put together two sets of ingredients.
Qin Lin also began preparing the dinosaur meat and dinosaur feet.
To be honest, although the skin had been removed from the dinosaur feet, they were far too large to be from a pig. Yet Master Lin would sooner believe they were pork.
That was the power of preconceived notions.
Qin Lin picked up a knife, but left the dinosaur meat for Master Lin to prepare.
The reason was simple: he knew how to make medicinal cuisine, but he'd never cooked with dinosaur meat before. He had no idea how to handle the texture.
That was probably his weakness. He could obtain all sorts of things through the game system, even countless kinds of knowledge, but there were still things he knew nothing about.
Everyone called him the Chef God, but no one knew that he couldn't