Chapter: Dark Cuisine Complete
According to the recipe ratio, Cheng Yu added three processed ingredients to the jar in sequence, then added a tablespoon of salt and stirred with a spoon for ten minutes.
After stirring and mixing, the pickled earthworms in the jar exuded a strong fishy smell—more foul than rotten dead fish and shrimp. The smell was comparable to biological weapons.
The Silver Wolf Tribe had a keen sense of smell. Mina was standing nearby. When she smelled the pickled earthworms, she quickly covered her nose.
Frowning, drooping animal ears, looking at Cheng Yu with pitiful eyes. "Cheng Yu, can you seal that jar?"
This kind of biological weapon—can't stand it! Can't stand it at all!
Cheng Yu also felt the smell was too strong. He found a piece of oil paper and sealed the pottery jar.
After sealing, the smell in the air became lighter.
"The healing holy product—pickled earthworms—is ready!"
Cheng Yu held the pottery jar high. The pottery jar seemed to be glowing.
The next step was to find a wounded person to try it and see if it could really heal injuries quickly and restore physical strength.
The Northern Fortress was defending against foreign demons. There should be wounded people there.
One hundred thousand skewers of bird meat barbecue hadn't been sold out yet. He'd go to the Northern Fortress tomorrow to continue selling them and, by the way, find a wounded person to try the effect of pickled earthworms.
Early the next morning, Cheng Yu went to Bailu Town to call a carriage, took the carriage, and headed to the Northern Fortress.
Half a day later, the carriage stopped at the foot of the winding mountain road in the Snow-Capped Mountains.
Cheng Yu and the other two got off and walked toward the mountain.
The guards on duty along both sides of the mountain road had eaten barbecue grilled by Cheng Yu. They all knew him and knew he had a close relationship with General Barney, so they didn't stop him.
A cross-eyed soldier waved his hand and greeted Cheng Yu enthusiastically. "Boss Cheng Yu, where have you been these days?"
"I went to Snow City to handle some business."
"Will you sell barbecue as usual tomorrow?"
The cross-eyed soldier hadn't eaten Cheng Yu's barbecue for two days. He'd dreamed of eating Cheng Yu's barbecue at night.
"Of course."
Cheng Yu had come to the Northern Fortress specifically to sell barbecue.
"Great! There'll be barbecue again tomorrow!"
What can redeem the boring life of guarding the border?
Of course—delicious barbecue.
When the soldiers around heard Cheng Yu was going to continue selling barbecue, they all smiled faintly. The future was full of sunshine.
"By the way, is anyone injured here?"
Cheng Yu wanted to try the effect of pickled earthworms—whether it was as magical as described in the recipe.
A big-nosed soldier with a white bandage on his shoulder waved his hand. "Well... the day before yesterday, a small group of demons sneaked onto the city wall. Our patrol team fought with them. I was stabbed in the shoulder."
"Is the wound healed?"
"No. The wound is quite deep and injured tendons and bones. It won't heal that quickly."
"I have a healing holy product here—made from 9,981 kinds of medicinal materials boiled for 7,749 days, with a unique taste that will definitely make you unforgettable for life. Do you want to try it?"
Cheng Yu showed the big-nosed soldier a smile more mysterious than Mona Lisa—with a hint of vulgarity in the mystery, like a scoundrel abducting a little girl.
Then he took out the pottery jar from the system warehouse and held it high, as if it were a holy object.
"Unique taste? Unforgettable for life?"
The big-nosed soldier's eyes lit up. He immediately became interested.
He'd eaten Cheng Yu's barbecue—better than any food he'd eaten before.
The four words "unique taste" were translated in his brain as the best delicacy.
"Are you interested?" Cheng Yu asked with a smile.
"Interested!"
"This healing product is quite special. You have to pinch your nose when eating it."
The big-nosed soldier looked around like a thief. After confirming there was no superior nearby, he pinched his nose with his right hand, breathed through his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, "Is this alright?"
"Pinch it tight. Don't let go."
Cheng Yu opened the seal of the pottery jar.
The foul smell instantly burst out and drifted with the wind—like a biological weapon.
Ugh~
Other soldiers around smelled this odor and kept gagging.
Stinky!
So damn stinky!
They'd never smelled something this foul.
Mina had taken big steps and run a hundred meters away.
The big-nosed soldier looked at his colleagues around him in confusion. He was pinching his nose and couldn't smell anything.
Cheng Yu scooped up a spoonful of pickled earthworms with a spoon and moved it in front of the big-nosed soldier. "Friend, open your mouth."
"Okay."
The big-nosed soldier opened his mouth.
Cheng Yu poured a spoonful of pickled earthworms into his mouth. A salty, fishy, and bitter taste filled his mouth.
"What is this? It tastes so bad!"
The big-nosed soldier regretted agreeing to take Cheng Yu's healing medicine.
"Good medicine tastes bitter. Swallow it, and your injury will heal immediately," Cheng Yu said.
Enduring the unpalatable taste, the big-nosed soldier swallowed the pickled earthworms in his mouth.
After a while, he felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen, flowing out and spreading along his meridians throughout his body—making his body warm and comfortable.
The wound on his shoulder itched. Granulation tissue began growing. The granulation tissue grew rapidly and formed new skin and flesh.
"Amazing! I feel a hundred times more energetic!"
The big-nosed soldier released his nose in surprise.
The moment he released his nose, the extremely unpleasant stench stimulated his olfactory nerves—making him feel as if he were in a pile of old garbage that had fermented for many years. The big-nosed soldier almost fainted.
"Boss Cheng Yu, you... you've joined the dark cuisine world?!"
The big-nosed soldier held Cheng Yu's shoulder with one hand, looking at Cheng Yu with despair, nearly fainting from the stench.
"Look at your shoulder wound," Cheng Yu said.
The big-nosed soldier lifted his clothes and removed the bandage on his shoulder. The knife wound—nearly ten centimeters long—had healed without even a scar left.
"Healed?!" The big-nosed soldier was surprised and delighted.
"This is my healing holy product. Do you want another bite?" Cheng Yu said with a smile.
The big-nosed soldier's face darkened. "No. I refuse."
If he'd known this thing was so unpalatable, he'd rather let the wound heal on its own than eat Cheng Yu's healing medicine.
"Do you want to eat it?" Cheng Yu asked the other soldiers on duty.
"Quickly seal that jar! It holds the most evil demon in the world!"
"I can't eat for three days after smelling this thing of yours!"
"I can guarantee if this thing is thrown on the battlefield, its power is comparable to second-tier magic!"
The other soldiers on duty were about to collapse. They'd never eat Cheng Yu's healing medicine.