Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Old Lani said.

Locke responded kindly, "Good morning, old Lani."

Lao Lani nodded slightly and asked doubtfully, "What were you doing just now?"

"The key to staying energetic throughout the day and cooking well is to maintain good physical condition. I was just doing some exercise."

Locke said with a smile.

Lao Rani suddenly felt that what Locke said made sense, "I have been feeling sore in my waist and legs recently, probably because of lack of exercise."

"While it's still early, why don't we come together."

Locke plans to promote radio gymnastics in the other world, starting with the head chef in the kitchen.

If Locke hadn't been able to make such an amazing dish as "Ice Boiled Lamb", Lao Rani would never have believed him.

Lao Lani, who has old arms and legs, learned radio gymnastics with Locke, much like the old man in the park who just learned to dance square, which made Locke instantly feel like he had returned to his hometown.

Then Fedor, a beer belly, also joined the team of broadcasting gymnastics.

It wasn't until the next jumping exercise that Fedor couldn't keep up that he gave up this intense sport.

Giorgia and Graf are working the evening shift today and we won't see them in the morning. Yesterday, due to special circumstances, their entire kitchen staff were present.

"How are you? Do you feel better?"

Locke asked Old Rani and Fedor.

Old Rani nodded, "Indeed, it's just a bit difficult."

"I feel young again, as if I'm a teenager again."

Fedor gasped.

Teenagers don’t have beer bellies, and they don’t gasp like this after jumping.

Locke complained about Fedor's beer belly in his heart, and did not end the exercise until he completed three sets of radio gymnastics.

Old Rani also began to urge everyone to start preparing today's breakfast.

"Quick, everyone, get moving. Today's breakfast is Barbaco toast, croissants, Kosolk sausages, and Minlanc sandwiches. Who will be in charge of the Director's breakfast? It must be dessert or cake."

"Let me do it."

Locke would not give up any opportunity to feed the black-haired director, because the skills he got from her were simply not too good.

Although cakes are not Locke's forte, Locke has many kinds of desserts in mind.

Fortunately, the kitchen of the Alien Bureau has many advanced equipment in this era, such as a very large oven. This old oven relies on the heat of the fireplace and cannot adjust the temperature. But for Locke, This is already a luxury item.

After asking Fedor about the operation method, Locke had established initial trust with the big oven through simple familiarity.

"Mr. Oven, don't let me down."

The square and bulky oven reflected the metallic light in the sunlight, as if responding to Locke.

"Is there any chocolate?"

Locke asked the busy old Rani.

Old Rani was kneading the flour and said, "Of course, there is no shortage of chocolate. Fedor, take Locke to see our inventory."

Fedor clapped his hands and took Locke into the storage room. The cabinets were neatly placed with various brands of chocolate, cocoa powder and other materials. It was so dazzling that it was like being in a department store warehouse.

Locke's eyes shone slightly, and he realized that he knew nothing about the sweets market in Tumen Kingdom before, probably because poverty limited his vision.

"Want to make a chocolate cake? These are all ready-made ingredients."

Fedor said with a smile.

"While the chocolate cake was a good option, I wanted to do a little fresh twist."

To be precise, I am not good at making chocolate cake.

Of course, if you learn it, it shouldn't be very difficult, but in order to ensure your reputation, it is safer to choose desserts that you are good at.

Locke took away two pieces of chocolate and put them in his hands to weigh them, almost 50g.

Then prepare the ingredients such as butter, white sugar, low-gluten flour, brandy, vanilla oil, vanilla powder, and eggs.

Old Rani was kneading the flour while observing Locke, curious about what he was going to cook.

If this dish successfully conquers Director Rhaenys, maybe she can mention the [Ice-boiled sheep].

Thinking of this, Lao Lani reminded,

"Locke, you must take the director's breakfast seriously."

Locke nodded slightly, with a serious look on his face. He was always very serious when cooking.

"I'll do my best, old Lani."

He first melted the chocolate by heating it over water. Also add butter and melt together. Then pour in the brandy, vanilla oil and sugar and stir slowly until melted.

Pour the melted chocolate mixture into a bowl, sift in the flour and egg yolks, and stir evenly.

Beat the egg whites thoroughly until stiff peaks remain in place even if the bowl is turned upside down. Add the beaten egg whites in three batches. Mix all the ingredients slowly by stirring.

This process requires moderate strength and must not be excessive.

Although Locke hasn't made chocolate pudding in three years, he is still skillful in making it. This is the accomplishment of a senior food blogger.

He sprays or brushes the pudding mold with oil, then pours in flour and rolls it. Every corner should be covered with a thin layer.

Pour the mixed ingredients into the mold, and finally put it into the oven that has been preheated for 5 minutes.

First, add dry charcoal to quickly raise the temperature to at least 200 degrees. After 4 minutes, quickly remove the excess charcoal from the fireplace and ventilate it to reduce the temperature to about 180 degrees. Manually control the temperature.

Bake for the last 14 minutes, and the chocolate soft center pudding is successfully made.

When putting it on the plate, sprinkle some powdered sugar that is finer than white sugar, insert a winter iris bell, and pair it with two red cherries to increase the beauty of the chocolate soft-core pudding.

After doing all this, Locke was covered in sweat.

Mainly because I was heated by the fire when I first controlled the fire.

He made two in total, took out one and handed it to old Rani and Fedor.

The three of them tasted the chocolate pudding together.

Although Lao Rani didn't like sweets, he was conquered by the taste of pudding, as if he had returned to the time when he and his wife were in love.

The rich chocolate milk fragrance is refreshing, and the soft and glutinous pudding melts in your mouth as soon as you bite it. It is delicate and silky and has endless aftertaste.

Fedor, who loves sweets, was full of praise for this dessert and gave it a thumbs up.

"Locke, you are such a genius, what is the name of this dessert?"

"Chocolate custard pudding."

Locke replied.

Fedor's eyes were bright, "You must teach me this later. My wife and daughter will fall in love with me again because of this dish and will no longer complain about my fat figure."

"no problem."

Locke promised with a smile.

He didn't expect that the pudding baked in this bulky oven would be even more delicious than the pudding baked in his previous fully automatic oven.

He was very satisfied with this pudding. If it were Eileen, he would probably say it could be ranked in the top 50 delicacies she has ever eaten.

This should be the highest praise she has given herself so far.

Well, I'll just make two tonight and take them home to Erin and Hannah.

I don’t know what Irene will do at home?

Let’s hope she doesn’t get bored enough to catch a ball of yarn.

"Send it over, Director Rhaenys will definitely like it."

Old Rani's voice interrupted Locke's thoughts.

Locke pointed at himself, "Shall I send it?"

"Of course, this is what you did, and you will be appreciated by the director. This is the first step for us to launch the [ice-boiled sheep] plan."

Lao Lani said with a smile.

Fedor was stunned.

This was the first time he had seen old Lani smile in these days.

Since the death of Old Lani's wife, Old Lani, who was already grumpy, seems to be suffering from depression and has a gloomy face all day long.

"OK."

Locke took the exquisite porcelain plate and the chocolate soft center and walked out of the kitchen.

I happened to meet investigator Sigur who came to work.

Sigurd looked at the pudding on the plate and smelled the rich chocolate aroma. He licked his tongue.

"My friend, is this for me?"

Chapter 71, "Let me eat him."

Locke moved the plate in his hand, avoiding Sickert's extended hand, and said to the colleague whose face was still swollen and still shiny green,

"No, this is for the Chief. Your breakfast is croissants and toast."

"All right."

Sigurd showed a regretful expression and shrugged.

"Pleasing the director is also an essential step for newcomers, but remember not to use a honey trap. There was once a desperate investigator who wanted to be promoted to deputy director by seducing the director. As a result, he died during a special mission in the north."

"Thank you for reminding me, but I don't have any bad thoughts about Mr. Director."

I just wanted to feed her and steal her weird abilities.

Locke followed Sigurd's instructions and snapped his fingers.

Sigurd immediately showed a joking smile,

"Oh, my friend, you are too anxious to summon pigeons. Currently, only Angela and I can do it. These pigeons are not our pets. They are very proud and not just anyone can summon them. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a white dove flew over and landed on Locke's shoulder.

Sigurd felt that his face, which was not swollen at all, was even more swollen.

"I guess it left a pretty good impression on me."

Locke said with a smile.

The corner of Sigurd's mouth twitched slightly, "Maybe you, like Angela, have some special talent when it comes to insects, birds and beasts."

"Maybe, I'm going to see the director first."

Locke bid farewell to Sigurd temporarily, and the dove on his shoulder flapped its wings and flew up.

He followed the path of the dove up the spiral staircase.

The investigators' offices are on the second floor, and the director's office is on the third floor, 302.

The pigeon stopped at the door of Office 302, seemingly waiting for Locke.

Locke took out the croissants, and while he was making pudding, Lao Lani and the others also baked fresh bread. Since they had to make food for more than 100 people, there were three heavy ovens in the back kitchen that could work at the same time.

The pigeon took away the croissant and showed approval to Locke.

Locke was stunned for a moment. Is this strange pigeon a spirit? Why do you have such a human expression?

And I only planned to give you some bread crumbs, why did you take them all?

Forget it, don't argue with a friendly pigeon.

Maybe it’s my innate ability to attract foodies.

Locke cursed and knocked on the director's door.

Rhaenys's door slowly opened, filling the room with smoke.

If the guess is correct, Rhaenys sitting in the office now must be her shadow clone, a clone with dark thoughts, and being sinister is her basic attribute.