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Chapter 111: Questions
A first-tier spirit chef could combine numerous spiritual materials and ingredients into medicinal dishes whose effects rivaled tiered pills, yet could be eaten every day without fear of pill toxin.
However, most of these medicinal dishes shared a failing that cultivators found hard to overlook: they tasted terrible.
Indeed, cooking medicinal dishes was different from cooking delicious food.
The former emphasized the food's effects, while the latter emphasized color, aroma, flavor, and presentation.
It was no exaggeration to say that an excellent spirit chef might even abandon a balance of flavors to maximize the ingredients' effects.
In Chen Beiwu's eyes, this was undoubtedly heresy through and through.
What a joke. Different ingredients could be combined to produce different flavors.
If even the five basic flavors-sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty-could be abandoned to preserve a dish's effects, how was that any different from forsaking the root to chase the branches?
In short, Chen Beiwu considered dishes food meant to satisfy the appetite.
To ensure his dishes tasted delicious, he was even willing to sacrifice some of the ingredients' medicinal potency.
That was precisely why Ms. Huang Xiaoling generally refused to let Chen Beiwu, that master of theory, take charge of the kitchen.
After all, for cultivators at the bottom, preserving the effects of spirit beast meat mattered far more than its flavor.
Seeing Chen Beiwu's reaction, Li Wan'er blinked and asked expectantly, "Could you?"
"I could, but there's something I must warn you about, Senior Sister."
"What?" Li Wan'er's eyes widened.
"I've never cooked precious chicken eggs before, so I can't guarantee that the Pure Yang Qi inside won't escape," Chen Beiwu said honestly.
Although he enjoyed relaxing with miscellaneous books and even knew a little about preparing spirit fish, he had never cooked an ingredient