Chapter 1405 Hannibal’s Craftsmanship

The food god didn't lie.

Sure enough, this knife is very fast.

And he did not move at all.

He is truly a trustworthy god.

With just one blow, his head fell to the ground.

This kitchen knife is really too sharp. As a high-level artifact, cutting an unsuspecting ninth-level mid-level god is like cutting tofu.

Furthermore, with Hannibal's proficiency, the blade accurately cut through the gap between the bones of the neck, which can be called a cook's job without any hindrance.

Anyone who has ever been a human being knows that once the head is cut off, blood will splatter.

As a good chef, Hannibal also knows this.

Cooking a dish with blood all over the floor was not in line with his elegant taste, and it would be too troublesome to clean up.

So almost at the same time, Hannibal pushed the headless corpse directly onto a large soup pot, and the gushing blood was not wasted at all, rushing into the pot.

"It is indeed a high-level artifact."

"The chef's knife is the chef's life." Hannibal smiled: "Don't you know that the chef's knife can never be borrowed? You are also a god of food after all. You are so good at cooking, and you don't even have this common sense. Do you understand?"

"I forgive you this time, but be careful next time. Don't lend your kitchen knife to others casually."

The head was on the ground with its mouth wide open, as if it still didn't know what was going on and wanted to ask questions.

But there was no sound left.

"Are you dizzy?" Hannibal looked at the head, and while pressing the body to bleed, he comforted: "Dizziness is normal, come on, take a deep breath..."

The whole process took almost an instant, without any movement, only the sound of the head falling to the ground.

The main reason is that the god of food is defenseless.

I'm here thinking about cooking, but this guy is thinking about beheading?

Outside the door, the dead ancient elder who was guarding the door heard a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from inside. He frowned and whispered: "What happened?"

"It's okay," Hannibal's voice said, "I accidentally dropped my ingredients on the floor, and Elder 262 is helping to bleed them."

"Uh, that's good." Death Gu nodded.

He originally wanted to open the door and go in to take a look, but remembering the words of Elder 262, he decided to keep an eye on the door.

After all, Elder 262 said that no one can go in and see.

Although Hannibal, as a tenth-level mid-level god, is stronger than the god of food, if there is a fight, at least the god of food will not die so quietly. Even if he cannot defeat Hannibal, he can still Make some noise on the hour.

But as a noble man, he never thought that the chef in this lower world would use him as an ingredient.

He also enthusiastically helped Hannibal hold down the fish.

He thought he had stopped the fish from moving.

In fact, it was the fish that kept him from moving.

The ingredients are actually my own.

High-end ingredients often appear as chefs.

The head that fell to the ground opened its mouth, as if to call the dead ancient elder to come in, but the dead ancient elder was guarding the door carefully.

"Now, do you know what my ingredients are?"

"Is it more noble than the dragon's claws?"

After the bloodletting was over, Hannibal smiled and lifted the head.

"Thank you God for your gift, and thank you even more."

"In this world of gods, what is more noble than gods?"

"Only such noble ingredients can be used to entertain the gods."

Touching this glorious noble ingredient and savoring the wonderful aroma of the meat, Hannibal chuckled with enchanted eyes and satisfaction: "Your delicious food... really impressed me."

"As expected of a god..."

Hannibal only felt that his hard wait was all worth it!

This smell, this noble smell...

This is the most noble creature in all the worlds, and this is the rarest food in all the worlds!

"This wonderful smell...what on earth was I doing in the first half of my life."

Lin Fan really didn't lie to himself!

This divine world is the most suitable for you!

There is danger at every step here, and there are gods everywhere.

This is your own paradise.

I'm Hannibal home.

Taking a deep breath, Hannibal cleared his mind and showed off his best form.

Not now

When you are excited.

This is the first meal I have cooked for the gods in the divine world.

It was also my first time to hunt gods and make delicious food with my own hands.

Must go all out.

We must not let down this god of food and waste these top-notch ingredients.

Although there are only twenty minutes left.

But Hannibal was not in a hurry to cut directly. Instead, he picked up the mop and mopped up the remaining blood on the ground, making the entire kitchen shiny.

He is mysophobic.

Moreover, this is respect for the gods and such precious ingredients.

Then, Hannibal took out a small gramophone from his bag, dropped the sharp needle on the disk, and played elegant music.

What happened next, for Hannibal, was not only cooking, but also enjoyment.

The enjoyment of establishing a food chain and placing life in its proper place is like a creation god.

He will climb again in the food chain that has been determined by the Creator God and has not changed, create his own food chain in it, and usher in a great evolution, the evolution of the essence of life.

He was still not in a hurry to cook, but dipped his finger into a little blood in the iron pot, put it in his mouth and tasted it with his eyes closed, feeling it carefully for a moment.

The moment the blood enters the mouth, countless delicacies hit the taste buds, like a volcano erupting in the mouth!

"Chicken flavor, pork flavor, beef flavor, mutton flavor, cinnamon, bay leaves, rosemary, star anise, peppercorns, basil leaves, fish and shrimp flavor... No, there are more flavors that even I don't recognize. As expected. It’s the realm of gods.”

"How much delicious food does this guy eat on weekdays...it tastes so delicious!"

Hannibal whispered in a trembling voice.

Everyone knows that human flesh is sour.

What shocked Hannibal was that the meat of this god was so delicious!

"As expected of a god..." He opened his eyes and said with a smile, "This smell... should be unique to the God of Food."

Although there was no cooking and no seasoning.

But it has a strong aroma, as if it has been blended with countless spices and cooked over high fire, like a stock carefully cooked with countless ingredients.

He truly deserves to be the noble god of food.

Even blood is flowing food and seasoning!

Maybe it’s the divine attribute, maybe it’s the fact that he eats too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, or maybe it’s the fact that he comes into contact with various spices and ingredients every day. The taste of this god of food is like the overlapping of countless delicacies, and the wonderful taste makes Hannibal addicted to it.

"These gods of food are such a waste of natural resources."

"They are guarding such good ingredients, but they don't use them... It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise it would all be wasted."

"You must be happy to be able to make full use of things." Hannibal patted the body: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well and fully tap the potential of every part of you. This is what a chef can give Ingredients are the greatest gift.”

After saying that, in the elegant little tune, he recalled the wonderful smell, opened his handbag, and rummaged through the cards he had prepared.

"The ingredients are so noble, they must retain their original flavor."

“We don’t have much time now, so we need to cook simply, with sashimi as the main ingredient, raw pickling and simple grilling as supplements.”

"Tough ribs...Brazilian style, seared lamb short ribs."

"The liver is crispy. You can make a wine liver sashimi. Well, the sauce is mixed with red Bordeaux wine and blood."

"The heart is the most wonderful thing. It is the source of the prey's power. It can be served whole. Let the diners cut it themselves and feel the hunting and power."

"The tenderest tenderloin is also sashimi. The fat-rich thigh meat cannot be wasted... Well, butter-fried lamb chops, medium rare."

Because some customers don't eat beef, he specially chose mutton cuisine.

Hannibal considered it carefully, not so much choosing a recipe as he was enjoying the moment.

Kill a prey with your own hands and think like a creator god, planning its proper place and its ending.

What's more, this prey is a noble god who is superior to all living beings.

At this moment, Hannibal truly felt that he was above the gods.

he built again

He established a new food chain and a new order, and personally elevated his status to that of a god.

He is the hunter of the gods.

"The brain is where the consciousness is... God's brain must be processed with the highest standards... I can enjoy this moment, I can come to the God Realm, all of this is given to me by Lin Fan."

"I want to pay tribute to Lin Fan and express my highest level of gratitude... Well, it's decided, Daxia flavor, traditional famous dishes."

Hannibal held out a card between his index finger and thumb and said with a smile: "Eat the monkey brains raw."

He put the cards on the table one by one. Looking at the perfect recipe, Hannibal looked at the head of the God of Food: "You are also very satisfied, right? I know you are very happy."

"You are the only protagonist of this banquet." .🅆.

"You are the God of Food... Well, the theme of the banquet is called God's Food."

Now that you've decided, it's time to really enjoy it.

Hannibal tied his apron carefully, looking serious as if he was attending a grand dinner.

He took out his knife from his bag.

Just kidding, as a professional chef, how could he not have a handy knife?

Kitchen knives are the life of a chef.

Amidst the elegant music, Hannibal smiled and clenched his knife. The cold blade easily cut through the god's flesh and blood, taking out each part.

The smooth liver, the still-beating heart, and the still-warm flesh and blood faintly exuded a noble glory.

His expression was one of incomparable enjoyment and sacredness, even a little pious.

It's not a piety to the gods, but a piety to the ingredients.

Hannibal was still not in a hurry to cook, but instead put the mostly dismantled body into the space ring he had hidden, and then put the large pot of blood into the ring along with the pot.

After all, such high-end ingredients cannot be wasted.

I will enjoy it slowly in the future.

Furthermore, there seems to be a blood demon in Daxia, and the blood can be left to him.

They say that when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Yesterday, the Blood Demon got married. Everyone gave him gifts. Lin Fan even gave the Blood Demon a son. He didn't have much to give as a gift. He should like the blood of the God of Food.

"Now, let's begin."

Hannibal held the knife tightly and cut every part intoxicatedly and carefully in an elegant little tune in the clean and tidy kitchen.

outside the door.

"It's almost time." Death Ancient looked at the time and opened the door randomly.

Sui Gu smiled politely and said: "You two..."

But then, Sui Gu was stunned.

An elegant ditty was playing in the kitchen, and Hannibal was rinsing the blood from his hands. Other than that, there was only a steaming braised dragon claw that had been served.

Elder 262 is missing!

Hannibal knows how to behave.

Although Elder 262 left midway due to some matters, he could not wait until the braised dragon claws were cooked.

But Hannibal helped him scoop it out.

After all, Elder 262 can be regarded as helping him.

In addition, although the time was tight, it only took ten minutes for Hannibal to be cut.

After all, practice makes perfect, and there is not much difference between the physical structure of gods and humans.

As it happens, Hannibal is a good person.

Of course, Hannibal is already learning to be a god now.

"What about Elder 262?" Death Gu looked around and saw only Hannibal, Sashimi, and a pot of braised dragon claws, but Elder 262 was not seen.

Strange.

Aren't we cooking together here?

While cooking, the people are gone?

Dead ancients cannot understand.

"He left midway because of something else." Hannibal smiled and added red sauce to each beautifully presented sashimi.

"But I was standing outside the door and didn't see him come out..." Sui Gu was stunned for a moment, and then noticed an open window, and there was a footprint on the table in front of the window.

"Oh, I went out the window."

"It's inexplicable...what on earth could be so urgent that we didn't even have time to leave the door." Mu Gu muttered.

Hannibal didn't say much, because he was good at guessing other people's psychology, even gods.

They will be more confident in their findings.

"But fortunately, his dishes are still done." Sui Gu turned around and smiled: "Although he is no longer here, the next game will still continue."

"Yeah." Hannibal nodded.

He is indeed gone.

The dead ancient ancestor picked up the steaming large portion of braised dragon claws and was suddenly startled: "It smells so good! Wait, this is...a twelfth-level dragon?"

The scent made even the dead gulp down their saliva!

It smells so good!

This is the giant claw of the Dragon Clan!

Although Mu Gu is the head of the Chamber of Commerce branch and his status is not low, he has never tasted such precious ingredients!

Moreover, this seasoning is also very skillful. Dead Ancient can only smell part of it, which is the superposition of spices from thirteen planes, but there are more that cannot be smelled.

It must be at least twenty planes of spices skillfully blended together!

"As expected of the god of food." Mu Gu wished he could take a bite now, but he still swallowed and put the braised dragon claw on the cart pushed by the etiquette lady behind him.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win this time." Death Ancient looked at Hannibal sympathetically and wanted to help Hannibal get the dinner plates and load them into the car.

This divine slave only made some sashimi.

Sashimi is no stranger to ancient times.

This is extremely confident in the ingredients, and it doesn’t even require cooking. The main focus is on a high-end one.

But what other ingredients are more high-end than the dragon claws of a high-level dragon, not to mention that the dragon claws have been cooked and seasoned with all the efforts of the God of Food... This is a delicacy made by the God of Food himself!

This couldn't help but make Suigu sigh. Sure enough, the chefs from the lower realm are still the chefs from the lower realm. They don't know what the real high-end ingredients are.

But the next moment, Sui Gu suddenly sniffed and was stunned: "This is... this is..."

"This is delicious food that can only be made by putting one's heart and soul into it." Hannibal chuckled.

In fact, strictly speaking, these two dishes are actually delicacies made by the God of Food himself... It's just that one uses the God of Food's cooking skills, and the other uses the God of Food's body...

And the other side.

In the auction house, many temples were already impatient.

"Isn't it over yet?"

"Young Master North, why don't we just stop waiting and let's start the auction of the next one."

Lin Fan could only say in embarrassment: "At least come one by one. Please be patient. I remember there is a saying in that plane: If you have a good meal, you are not afraid of being late..."

"Please wait a little longer, real food is worth the wait. I believe you will feel it is worth it soon."

But despite Lin Fan's comfort, the temple visitors still urged him impatiently.

"There's no need to worry about being late for a good meal... All of us here are young masters and deputy palace masters. What good food have we not eaten?"

"That's right, how can we still give you a meal? We are here to buy divine slaves, not just for a meal."

Lin Fan felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

It was Young Master Roy of the Food Temple who laughed: "Everyone, don't tell me too early, you might just miss this one bite."

"Today, you will indeed eat delicious food that you have never tasted before."

"Ah?" The deputy head of the Sword God Temple was stunned for a moment: "You mean..."

"Just wait quietly." Roy Temple said proudly.

He knew that Elder 262 treasured the claws of a giant dragon.

The dragon claw of the twelfth-level dragon!

Dragon!

The king among mythical beasts!

Even gods can hardly eat such delicacies!

Even if he is the young master of the gourmet temple, he has eaten it once.

From then on, he couldn't forget it. Later, he couldn't help but beg Bemila, the master beast tamer who controlled the golden dragon in the Beast Taming Temple. He was even willing to buy it by the pound, but unfortunately Bemila didn't agree.

After recalling the delicious taste, Young Master Roy smiled and said: "You will be glad for the waiting time. Because, today, you will eat high-end ingredients that you have never tasted in your life, and taste the food that you have never tasted in your life." Impossibly delicious.”

It seems that the words are a bit too full, but Young Master Roy knows.

The delicious food made by Elder 262 will never let you down!

This is unfortunate.

Lin Fan thought so too.