Chapter 1
Laoxiang Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with dense vegetation and greenery.
At the foot of the mountain, in the area farthest from the village, there is a small wooden house.
The wooden house is covered with vegetation, and the gaps in the stone steps in front of the door are filled with moss.
Only the chimney standing on the roof was not surrounded by the vast greenery. At the exit of the chimney, there was white smoke rising upwards, and there was a faint fragrance of firewood.
In the kitchen, the large iron pot on the stove was already shiny with oil, and the firewood below was crackling. The oil in the pot was halfway filled with small bubbles.
At this moment, a slender white arm picked up the batter-covered pieces of meat on the stove and quickly threw them into the pot.
Her speed was so fast that she couldn't even see her afterimage.
The iron pot is constantly shaken to maintain the optimal distance between the pieces of meat.
Just like that, in the blink of an eye, a whole plate of meat slices was put into the pot piece by piece, and bubbles continued to pour out, covering the surface of the meat slices.
After a while, the slender hand picked up another pair of chopsticks. As her arms moved, she picked out the pieces of meat and put them back on the plate.
The meat slices had been fried until they were set. After the oil temperature increased again, she repeated the previous action, then took it out, poured out the oil, and began to stir-fry the sauce.
Shredded onions, garlic, ginger and carrots are also added one by one and stir-fried, and finally the meat slices that have been fried to a crispy shape and show a beautiful color are added.
The girl stepped on the stool, holding the handle of the iron pot with her left hand, and holding a large iron spoon with her right hand, constantly stirring the pot.
The heavy iron pot and iron spoon were so obedient in those slender white hands.
The moment the juice was collected, the girl exerted her strength in her arms, and she picked up the entire heavy iron pot. The golden meat slices covered with sauce poured out of the pot and fell into the large bowl beside the stove, emitting sizzling heat and a sweet and sour aroma that tantalized your taste buds.
When the dishes were finished, a bright light seemed to rise into the sky, illuminating the entire room and the girl's cute face.
Yumi's face turned green, green in every sense of the word.
She didn't understand why a plate of pot-roasted meat glowed green.
Shouldn't it be golden light?
As a testament to the former super chef, a dish is only perfect when it emits a shining golden light.
The golden color of the Guobao Pork after being re-fried twice should be even more dazzling.
She was sure that her skills had not deteriorated. After a year of training, this body's arm strength had reached the level of her previous life. There was no reason why she couldn't cook perfect dishes.
In fact, it may have been a little worse at first, but after a year of constant adjustments and attempts, she did it. For example, the bowl of Guobao Pork in front of you, the moment it was finished, there was a dazzling light, proving that it was a perfect Guobao Pork without any problems. But the light is green...
Yumi was puzzled. When the green light dissipated, she picked up a piece of pot-roasted meat. Instantly, a smell of vinegar filled her nose and aroused her appetite. There was nothing wrong with the color and smell. So put the fish rice into your mouth and slowly chew and taste it.
The meat slices are fried until golden brown, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, salty and juicy. The sweet and sour sauce wrapped in the dough shell stimulates the taste buds and enriches the taste of the entire dish.
Crisp, fragrant, sour, sweet and salty, the moment you bite into the crispy coating, the meat juices bloom in your mouth.
The long-haired black pig, a specialty of Laoxiangcun, has a unique taste. It is better than any kind of pork Yumi has ever tasted. She spent a lot of time patting the pork fascia when processing it, hoping to make it extremely elastic and firm, easy to chew, and tender enough.
She did it, and this pot of meat was more perfect than anything she had ever made. But... why is it green?
Such a perfect dish, yet glowing with green, even more excessively green than last time.
Yumi frowned, but before she could think about it, the big yellow dog at her feet was already squealing and squatting under the bowl of steamed buns with its mouth wide open, waiting to be fed. The dogs dripped from the side of its mouth onto her boots.
"Eat." Yumi put the bowl directly on the ground, and the next second the big yellow dog pounced on it, eating like a vicious dog.
Dahuang is a young local dog and a well-trained hunting dog. He has a strong body, full of tendon meat, and a thick tail that is constantly wagging. It is obvious that he is eating happily at the moment.
The shiny yellow fur started to turn green bit by bit when it was eating, from light green to bright green, until it was so green that it stopped changing.
What was a good big yellow dog has now turned into a big green dog.
Yumi sighed quietly, her originally fair face was now the same shade of green.
This was her second puzzle, why the dishes she cooked not only glowed green, but also made people and animals temporarily turn green after eating them, which could not be washed away no matter how hard they were washed, because the green color came from within the skin.
If it is always like this, how can people eat it?
Yumi is worried.
Is it because of the world itself?
Yes, Yumi traveled through time after death.
She was an orphan since she was a child and was adopted by her master to learn cooking. After becoming a top chef, one day while searching for rare ingredients on the cliffs, she accidentally encountered extreme weather and fell. Then she came to this place called Laoxiang Village.
People here make a living by hunting and making delicious food. She was adopted by Jack Toth, the most powerful hunter in the village. Like her in the past, this body is also an orphan named Ellu.
The day she traveled through time was the funeral of old Jack. Ailu cried in front of his grave and fainted. When she woke up, she was full of fish and rice.
"Woof woof, woof woof woof."
Her thoughts were interrupted by the rapid barking of dogs. Yumi knew without guessing that it was another big white dog coming to eat from the neighbor's house next door.
Yumi picked up the half-eaten bowl of Guobao Pork and hurriedly walked out of the kitchen to the outside amid Dahuang's reluctant cries.
Sure enough, the little guy came over again smelling the smell.
Yumi put the big bowl on the steps, and the two dogs Dahuang and Dabai swarmed up, wagging their tails.
She didn't make much today, it was just enough for the two dogs.
"Little Ailu..." The village chief lived next door, and he also grew up watching Ailu.
The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the fewer villagers live there, because the mountain is very dangerous and only powerful hunters dare to live here. So despite the fact that the village chief is old, with gray hair, unkempt beard, and skinny appearance, he was once a very powerful hunter.
Dabai, on the other hand, is the offspring of the hunting dogs he once accompanied him in hunting.
Seeing his big greedy dog's snow-white fur turning green, his old face twitched.
"Have you not given up on the idea of becoming a chef?"
A year ago, old Jack died during a hunting, leaving behind a little girl named Ellu.
Originally, the village chief planned to let the people in the village take care of her and teach her a craft so that she could go to the city and set up stalls to make a living with everyone in the village.
In fact, there are only a small number of hunters in the village. Their village relies on the mountains to eat the mountains. The things collected from the mountains are processed and then sold to form an industry.
Therefore, most families are responsible for making and processing delicacies and then selling them in towns.
Ailu was also a member of the village, and it was impossible for her to go hunting alone in the mountains, so she thought of letting her learn how to sell food.
From the beginning, Ellu showed her amazing talent in making delicious food, which amazed the clever women in the village.
But as she got better and better, problems arose.
A month ago, when Ailu was full of confidence and showing off her skills, something happened to the food she made.
It was a delicacy she called Guobaorou, and she planned to sell it on the street as her exclusive dish.
Unexpectedly, before everyone had a chance to taste it, the pot of meat began to glow green.
Fortunately, the green light only flashed by. At first, everyone thought it was because they were dazzled, so they didn't pay attention and picked up their chopsticks to taste.
At this moment, someone picked up the piece of meat and was about to put it into his mouth. He was accidentally bumped by someone who was squeezing around him, and the meat fell to the ground.
The next second, the village chief's greedy dog pounced on it and ate it with gusto, making everyone laugh.
But soon, they stopped laughing, because the beautiful white fur of the big white dog turned green in a matter of seconds.
Yes, green, the big white dog turned into a big green dog. Now everyone couldn't laugh. Some people even accidentally dropped their chopsticks on the ground.
Now, no one dared to eat.
He just stared at the big green white dog, fearing that the dog would die in the next moment.
Fortunately, such a tragedy did not happen in the end. Dabai was fine and still alive and kicking. He even looked at the meat in the pot eagerly after eating.
Although everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they still silently put down their chopsticks.
One day later, the big white dog also changed back to its original snow-white appearance.
But after that day, no one ever mentioned letting little Ailu go to town to sell and set up a stall.
Only I am still persevering in researching which step caused the problem.
Unfortunately, the result is the same every time. As the cooking skills improve, the green light not only does not disappear, but becomes greener and greener.
No one dared to eat the food she made, except the hunting dogs in the village.
Dabai and Dahuang have a good relationship with each other as dogs in the village. At first, the two dogs ate alone. Gradually, as she prepared more and more delicacies, at some point, all the dogs in the village came.
White, yellow, black, calico, brown merle, colorful dogs with different hairs came huffing in groups, and then went back in green groups huffing.
When the villagers looked at their green hunting dogs, their hearts beat wildly, and they no longer dared to let their stupid dogs follow them.
But no matter how much I educate them, I can't control them from sneaking away and going to Ailu's house to eat.
Fortunately, no accident happened, and our dog even got stronger and stronger as he ate, so no one said anything. I just advised her to change her career if she didn't want to think about it. No one would eat the food she made, and stop wasting the fine pork left by old Jack from hunting.
You must know that long-haired black pigs are a specialty of their mountain. Each one is extremely powerful. The long hairs stand up like steel needles and are extremely sharp. They are rare ingredients that are difficult to hunt.
If it weren't for Old Jack's strength, Yumi wouldn't be able to spend so much money now.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa Village Chief." Yumi said firmly, "That's my dream, and I won't give up. Also, my name is Yumi now."
After old Jack passed away, the little girl fainted from grief and insisted on changing her name to Yumi Ellu Toth when she woke up.
"I understand." The village chief let out a long sigh, as if he had made a decision, and asked seriously, "Are you still sure that you want to be a chef?"
"Yes, that's right." Yumi met the village chief's grandfather's gaze and replied seriously and firmly, "I'm sure that is my dream."
Being able to cook dishes that bring happiness to people, no matter in the past life or in this life, she will always work hard towards this goal.
"Okay." As if there was nothing he could do to her, or maybe he was moved by the determination of the cute girl in front of him, the village chief took out a piece of paper from his arms with wrinkled hands and handed it over.
"What is this?" Yumi took it in confusion and found that it seemed to be a recruitment advertisement.
"The Hakka family is looking for a chef. Maybe you can give it a try." The old village chief said, "The boy from my distant relative is working there, with food and accommodation provided. If you can stay, you won't have to worry about it in the future."
"Will they be willing to eat the food I cook?" Yumi was very puzzled as to why the village chief grandfather still recommended her to apply for a job as a chef there after knowing her situation.
The old village chief's eyes were complicated when he heard this, and he murmured, "If anyone in this world is willing to try, it might be that family."
Yumi tilted her head and asked, "Aren't they afraid of turning green?"
The old village chief choked and regretted it for a moment.
However, Yumi became interested. Her big watery eyes looked at him and asked curiously, "Is it far to beat the enemy and the Hakka family? Where is it?"
"Not far." The old village chief raised his hand and pointed to the horizon, looking far away in the direction of the village entrance. There was an extinct volcano towering into the clouds. "It's right there, Kukulu Mountain."
"Do they also live at the foot of the mountain?"
"No, that whole mountain belongs to them."
"Wow, they are so rich. What does their family do? Are they rich?"
"No." The awe-inspiring voice of the old village chief came from his ears, "That is the most famous family in our Republic of Bartokia, the number one assassination family in the world. Everyone in their family, from great-grandfather to great-grandson, is...
Killer. "
