Smoke rose to the ceiling, seemingly trying to find its way out. Then it saw its hope, moving towards the chimney where it was swallowed whole. The sound of sizzling echoed, and the trio—Gail, Filly, and the chef Temor—watched the pan with refined coconut oil and the chicken leg on top.
Temor sniffed and his eyes widened. This… there's no burnt sll? He sniffed again and gulped unknowingly. He observed the at closely and noticed juices seeping out from the part where it was currently cooking. The pale chicken leg also beca a bit red. Compared to when he normally cooks, there's no liquid of this sort and the at doesn't beco rosy like this one.
Temor had already tried this thod of cooking his dishes, but he hadn't achieved this kind of effect. He glanced at Filly and noticed she was already drooling. Even he was having a hard ti resisting such food. However, he had to hold on.
He waited for a few more seconds, and when one side of the leg beca fully red, he decided to turn it over so the top part would also be cooked.
The trio couldn't help but observe the side of the leg where it was in contact with the oil and the pan. The cooked leg was golden brown in color after so of the heat dissipated. Filly sniffed, and the sll caused her to close her eyes and savor it.
"W-why is there liquid coming out? What is that?" Gail asked, looking at the sizzling liquid seeping out from the chicken leg. "I haven't seen anything like that."
Temor took a deep breath and shook his head. "I'm not sure. But if I'm going to guess… that's probably the essence of the at."
"The essence?" Filly asked, while Gail tilted her head to the side.
"Well, that's the most logical reason I can think of why that is happening right now. It could probably be because of the oil too, but we will still have to taste it to see if the at was really enhanced," Temor explained while glancing at them.
"Oh?" Filly raised an eyebrow. "But the sll is really different from when we cook it without oil."
"Yeah, it is more tantalizing, and also the at beca golden brown in color. Just looking at it makes want to devour it as soon as possible," Temor said with a bitter smile.
Filly and Gail remained silent, though they felt the sa way.
As the chicken part was almost cooked, Filly, a sowhat perfectionist, noticed that so parts were lighter than others. "Temor, can you cook the areas where it's lighter? I just want it to be even in color."
"That's easy, Miss," Temor said with a smile. He raised his hand and, with a snap, the fire under the grill grate moved erratically before behaving like tentacles. Legs made of fire erged and touched the lighter areas of the chicken leg.
As the tantalizing sll intensified, Filly's mouth started watering. "Is it cooked yet?"
Temor didn't answer imdiately. He continued to observe the chicken for a mont before waving his hand, causing the fire to diminish instantly, as if it had never been there. However, the heat from the charcoal indicated the fire's previous existence.
"It's done," Temor said as the sizzling sound from the oil decreased. He retrieved a spatula and plate, then placed the chicken leg on the plate. Smoke rose from the chicken, followed by its mouthwatering aroma. "We should taste it to see the difference when cooking with oil."
"I will taste it first," Filly said firmly. However, Gail, who was beside her, shook her head.
"No, let , Miss. We still don't know if the reaction from the oil makes the chicken toxic. My body is resistant to common to interdiate poisons and toxins. I should be able to handle it if anything goes wrong," Gail said with determination in her voice.
Hearing this, Filly looked at her before glancing at the golden-brown chicken leg. In the end, she sighed and stepped aside. "That makes sense. Go for it."
"Thank you, Miss!" Gail bowed, but the mont her head lowered, her saliva dripped to the ground. Fortunately, no one noticed it, and she also stepped on it, making sure to get rid of the evidence.
Temor handed her a knife and fork. "Taste it first and savor it as much as you can. If you feel anything unusual, tell us imdiately."
"Okay," Gail nodded and took the utensils. Looking at the chicken at, which she never thought could have such an appearance, her mouth started watering and her eyes sparkled with excitent.
She brought down the knife and started cutting a piece of the chicken leg. As soon as the at was severed, juices flowed out, making the scene even more tantalizing and luscious than before.
Gail gulped as the at was right in front of her eyes. She opened her mouth and took a bite. As she started chewing, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"This!"
"W-what? Tell us what you feel!" Filly said anxiously.
"It's—" Gail couldn't finish her words as she began to chew again. Only after she swallowed did she continue. "It's very delicious!"
She was about to take another piece of the chicken when Filly held her hand. "Wait a minute."
Seeing the serious expression on her boss's face, Gail was 'awoken' from her state. Her face turned red with sha. "I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay," Filly shook her head. "Tell specifically what it tastes like and if it's toxic."
"Okay," Gail nodded. "First of all, it's not toxic. As for the taste—"
"It's better than what we're serving!" Temor interrupted the woman with glasses. There was already a fork in his hand with a piece of chicken on it and a visible bite taken out of the at. "The skin's crispiness is just right, so right that each bite makes the skin crackle. Compared to when I normally cook it, the at inside beca tender and juicy. Yeah, that's the word for it.
With each bite, the flavor bursts in your mouth."
After saying those words, Temor wiped the at juices from the side of his mouth.
"That's… amazing," Filly said, her eyes glancing at the chicken leg with expectation. She grabbed a fork and took a piece of the at. In one bite, she devoured her share. Her eyes widened, and after she swallowed, she licked her lips clean. "You're right! There's even a hint of coconut.
Although it isn't as flavorful as the best monster at we have, in terms of taste and texture, it's definitely on the way there."
Soon, the only thing left of the chicken leg was its bone.
The trio looked at the plate with longing in their eyes.
"To think that we only used one ingredient and this normal chicken beca this," Temor muttered. "Why don't we use the Scavenger?"
Filly smiled when she heard this. "Sure."
The Scavenger is a bird-type monster with a beak that could pierce a boulder and legs that could outrun a 2nd-Step Foundation Building Cultivator. They are one of the most common monsters used for cooking. They greatly resemble a chicken, and like them, Scavengers can't fly.
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