City: I, the God of Cooking!

Meng Zhan looked up, and saw that the open crown of an ancient cypress of unknown age was like a giant hand, holding the bottom of the bird's nest from below.And the crack in the mountain he walked on was supported by the roots of this ancient cypress.

The double-headed magic dove sang strangely from above, and Meng Zhan saw that the two stars on the map just overlapped, which meant that the magic bird egg he wanted was in the bird's nest.

He glanced down and estimated that it was more than 200 meters high, and there was a rushing river below.

Meng Zhan grabbed a branch as thick as an arm with both hands, and climbed onto the tree trunk in a pull-up manner. At this moment, his body had touched the bird's nest, and through the gap, he could even see the scene of the two-headed magic dove quarreling.

After a while, the double-headed magic dove flew away suddenly, and Meng Zhan saw it flying farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the dark sky.

Meng Zhan realized that this was a good opportunity. With the help of the ancient cypress branch, after almost falling into the river and breaking his internal organs, Meng Zhan finally climbed into the bird's nest.

In the center of the nest, you can see the carcass of a one-horned deer. The internal organs have been almost eaten, and the ribs are also exposed.

Meng Zhan looked around, and immediately saw a dozen black-shelled bird eggs with the size of a bowl quietly placed on the left.

Excitedly, he ran over and reached out to hug two of them.

The touch is very smooth, like touching a pebble again, but I don't know how it tastes.

Meng Zhan didn't prepare a bag, so he could only take two.

"Open the door to another dimension!"

Meng Zhan walked into the gate of another dimension with the magic bird egg in his arms, but he didn't find a two-headed magic bird that had just broken its shell and rushed forward.

With a bang, the chick slammed into the charcoal pot behind Meng Zhan.

After bumping into himself, Meng Zhan turned his head, saw the chick lying on the ground, and looked at the cracked eggshell to understand what was going on.

"The two-headed devil dove: level 4; 95 HP; skills: [peck] [screaming]; introduction: As a baby bird of the two-headed devil dove, it is naturally stupid and has a great appetite. Angry, if you can't fight, you will cry and call your parents for help."

After Meng Zhan finished the system introduction, the two-headed little devil got up and pecked again, this time attacking his chest.

Even though it was just born, its beak was nearly [-] centimeters long, and it was extremely sharp, with sharp serrations on the edges, it might not be a problem to pierce through a finger-thick wooden board.

Meng Zhan didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly threw away the magic bird egg, holding the flame shovel in one hand and the charcoal stone pot in the other.

Clinking, the attack of the two-headed little devil dove landed on the charcoal stone pot, making a crisp sound.

Meng Zhan's hand holding the handle of the pot was a little numb, and he swung the flame shovel to use the slashing skill. After adding the special flame effect, the slashing can emit a flame blade, which can be shot for a distance of about one or two meters.

With a puff, it landed on the body of the two-headed little devil dove, cutting a scorched gash, causing it to scurry around the nest in pain.

Meng Zhan blocked the charcoal pot in front of him, let the two-headed little demon dove bump into it, staggered, and then added a shovel.

"Ding, experience value +35!"

Meng Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, put the charcoal pot on his back, shook his numb hands, picked up the two magic bird eggs, and returned to his room through the door of another dimension.

At this moment, it is still more than ten o'clock in the middle of the night.

Meng Zhan was exhausted after walking such a long distance and fighting with the two-headed little devil dove again, so he put the two devil bird eggs in the kitchen refrigerator and went back to sleep.

The next morning, Meng Zhan got up early, and after washing up, he planned to make breakfast for himself.

When he opened the refrigerator, he saw the two huge dark eggs of the devil bird. Meng Zhan took out one and planned to fry it.

He took a wok and heated the oil, and when the oil was about the same temperature, Meng Zhan put the magic bird eggs on the chopping board and split them open with a flame shovel.

Zila, when the clear egg liquid and golden egg yolk fall into the pot, the aroma of fried protein bursts out, filling the entire kitchen.

Unlike ordinary eggs, this scent also has a hint of fried beef.

Meng Zhan took a deep breath, clicked his lips, and then used the flame shovel to move the fried egg in the pan, which was bigger than his face, so that it could be heated evenly.By the way, put some energy mushrooms and Gastrodia stalks on the side to ensure the balance of protein and vitamins in this breakfast.

After 2 minutes, Meng Zhan felt that it was almost done, so he turned off the fire and took out the pot.

Meng Zhan waved the flame shovel, cut the simple cut into four portions, and put them on four plates with side dishes.

The soft-boiled eggs flow out golden egg liquid, like melted gold, and the aroma hits the face.

Meng Zhan took out a knife and fork, cut off a small piece of egg white, dipped some egg yolk into his mouth.

The Q-bomb egg white is wrapped in egg liquid, like a girl's skin wrapped in a layer of fine silk, the taste is so delicate that you can't bear to swallow it in your mouth.

Meng Zhan's eyes brightened, as if he had discovered a secret treasure, "Isn't this too different from ordinary fried eggs?"

Then he used a fork to pick up some vegetables and dipped some egg wash into his mouth. The crisp and sweetness of the vegetables combined with the smoothness of the egg wash, it was a match made in heaven!
Meng Zhan only felt that his soul seemed to be sublimated!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing a homemade recipe!"

"Ask the host to name the self-created recipe!"

Meng Zhan thought for a while and said, "Let's call the devil bird fried eggs."

"The name of [Magic Bird Omelette] has been confirmed, and the recipe making information is being recorded...the record is complete!"

"Ding, the [Magic Bird Omelette] recipe has been entered into the system, and the host will get a lucky draw chance!"

Ten cards appeared in front of Meng Zhan, with rewards such as recipes, equipment, skill books, etc. on them, you can get what you draw.

Meng Zhan glanced at the front of the card, turned it over, and then rearranged it after messing it up.

"Ask the host to choose a card."

Meng Zhan hesitated, and chose the one in the middle.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a second-level experience card!"

Meng Zhan looked at the experience card in his hand. The second-level experience card can immediately increase two levels after use.

Level is still very important to Meng Zhan now, but he didn't use it immediately, but put it away first.

"This reward has been settled! I hope the host will continue to work hard and create more excellent recipes!"

Meng Zhan smiled slightly. He didn't expect that he could create recipes by himself, which made things much more interesting.

Jingling, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a group of people squeezed in, asking in a hurry: "Boss, why is the food so delicious?"

Meng Zhan didn't expect diners to come here, and smiled slightly, "Our new signature breakfast [Magic Bird Omelette], 66 yuan a piece, after eating, you are guaranteed to be non-stop all day, you guys want to come One serving? Our store supports tasting first and then paying the bill.”

66 for an omelette?Those people looked like they had seen a ghost, why are they so expensive?
But smelling the aroma wafting from the kitchen, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"It doesn't matter, give me one!"

"Isn't it just a few dozen dollars? Who do you look down on? Give me a copy too!"

In a short while, the restaurant was filled with more than half of the guests.

Meng Zhan immediately regretted it a bit, and muttered to himself, "Isn't the price of 66 too low? I knew it should be set higher."