The rabbit on the white beard ship of the pirate

Chapter 186 The Birth of Super Dark Cuisine
Mihawk lifted the lid of the pot and a gust of hot air rushed in.

Smelling the fragrance of food, Mihawk nodded involuntarily.

It seems that his craft is not bad.

After the heat has passed, the food in the pot is also clear.

Mihawk couldn't help looking over.

The food in the pot, the meat has been boiled into a puree, and the vegetables have also been boiled into a sticky liquid.

Looking at the pot of sticky, meat paste and already rotten vegetables, Mihawk frowned.

It looked a bit overcooked.

Looking at the sticky food, Mihawk was a little overwhelmed.

What if it's overcooked?

Looking at the spoon next to him, and then at the mashed meat and vegetables that had been simmering in the pot, Mihawk didn't do anything, and planned to continue cooking.

Now that this is the case, why not be thorough.

It would be better to let these pureed meat and vegetables boil to completely blend with the soup.

Thinking of this, Mihawk couldn't help but feel happy.

He hastily scooped several bowls of water into the pot, and didn't stop until the water was halfway through.

Putting the spoon back, Mihawk turned up the fire.

Not only that, Mihawk also took the spoon next to him and began to stir the mashed meat and stewed vegetables in the pot.

It's already how it is, and don't let it rot any more.

The spoon is constantly stirring, and the pureed meat and vegetables in the pot are constantly mixing.

After a while, there was no trace of the pureed meat and vegetables at all.

Vegetables and meat puree became very small parts, floating in the soup pot.

The entire soup pot also changed its original color.

The slightly whitish soup pot is accompanied by the continuous boiling of the meat and vegetables, and the whole soup pot presents a strange green color.

There is a layer of white minced meat floating on the soup pot with a little weird green color.

Not only that, as Mihawk kept rolling.

From time to time, some black substances appeared in the white soup pot.

It is obvious that Mihawk has been simmering just now without giving the vegetables inside, and the mashed meat has been turned over.

Some vegetables, and pieces of meat sank to the bottom of the pot, stuck to the pot, and then burned as the fire was added.

From time to time, white minced meat appeared on the surface of the green soup pot with some black scorched texture. This is the situation in Mihawk's current pot.

Looking at such a weird soup pot, Mihawk didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Looking at this brightly colored soup pot, Mihawk even felt that he was good at cooking.

An ordinary soup pot can be made so wonderful by him.

The bright color floats with the minced meat.

This is the first time he actually cooks at such a level, it seems that he is indeed a genius.

With the continuous addition of water, the soup pot continues to simmer.

Hot air is constantly coming out of the pot cover.

"Huh...huh..."

With the bursts of heat, Mihawk saw that the situation was almost the same.

Immediately lifted the cover that had been covered tightly to check the situation.

Some can't wait to see the delicacies in the pot.

But what can meet Mihawk is not the food, but the extremely uncomfortable heat.

He kept waving his hands to disperse the hot air, and after a while, all the hot air disappeared.

After the heat disappeared, Mihawk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he hurried forward to check the situation.

Looking at the pot, I took a rough look inside the pot.

No more slimy vegetables and meat purees in the pot.

These all seemed to melt and blend into the soup.

In order to test his conjecture, Mihawk couldn't help finding the spoon next to him.

Put the spoon into the pot and stir, and with the tumbling of the soup in the pot, the sticky liquid really disappeared.

Seeing the appearance of the soup pot, Mihawk couldn't help but feel happy.

Mihawk understands that the soup pot is basically cooked, and now he just needs to prepare some condiments.

Thinking of this, Mihawk couldn't help looking at the bottles of condiments.

Looking at the countless condiments, Mihawk hesitated for a while.

He really wanted to get Gabriel a perfect lunch, but figured he was having trouble with the condiments.

In the end, Mihawk chose to give up.

After all, I don't even understand it, if I send it down, wouldn't it be a waste of his perfect soup pot.

Among the many condiments, Mihawk found the salt and sugar that he could determine.

As long as Mihawk can control the ratio of these two, the soup pot will definitely not be bad.

After finding the two jars that he tasted just now, Mihawk put them in his hands.

Just about to put in the condiments, Mihawk looked at the two similar-looking condiments and couldn't help but have a hard time.

Just now he placed condiments randomly, but now he can't tell which is salt and which is sugar.

Although he really wanted to taste it, Mihawk couldn't help but smile wryly when thinking about his current tongue.

Ever since he ate that unknown thing, no matter what Mihawk eats today, it is extremely sweet.

Now he can't taste it at all.

In desperation, Mihawk can only choose by feeling.

Salt on the left, sugar on the right.

According to this guess, Mihawk started to season.

Opening the salt bar on the left, Mihawk couldn't help but put some more.

With the introduction of granular salt, Mihawk felt something was wrong again.

The salt doesn't seem to be so big, it should be sugar, right?
Seeing something wrong with the salt, Mihawk couldn't help pouring out the sugar from another condiment.

Looking at the concentration of sugar in another condiment, Mihawk found that the particles were much smaller.

Sure enough, this is salt, and the other is sugar.

After figuring out these two condiments, Mihawk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is not a lot of sugar, now just need to add some salt.

Realizing that he had made a mistake in the seasoning, Mihawk quickly made adjustments.

Put the small grains of salt on the right, and then stir it with a spoon.

Stir constantly, and soon the soup pot will be out of the oven.

Mihawk wanted to have a taste.

Just thinking about his current tongue, Mihawk chose to give up.

No matter what he eats now, it is very weirdly sweet.

Now this delicacy, he also has no luck to enjoy.

But even though he can't eat it now, Gabriel can.

Thinking of Gabriel being able to enjoy his own food and exaggerating how well he cooks, Mihawk's heart itch.

Mihawk quickly poured the soup pot into a bowl, and immediately brought it to Gabriel.

He was going to surprise Gabriel.

As Mihawk speeded up, the soup pot he simmered was freshly out of the oven soon.

The green soup pot with a strange smell is not floating with white foam, but a black substance like small black dots occasionally floats in the white foam.

Looking at such a peculiar soup pot, Mihawk couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

Such a bright and appetizing color, it seems that he is very talented in this aspect.

Seeing such an appetizing soup pot, Mihawk couldn't help but sniff it.

The fragrance of vegetables is accompanied by the aroma of meat, which makes people very appetizing when they smell it.

Sure enough he was a genius.

Pour the stockpot into a bowl and mihawk covered.

Then Mihawk hurried up, this time he wanted to give Gabriel a surprise.

(End of this chapter)