A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Chapter 1561 - Cephalosporin With Alcohol

Chapter 1561: Cephalosporin With Alcohol

Everyone was busying around in Kitchen One.

A 100-men banquet was not much of a deal to Mag, since he had more customers in his restaurant during dining hours.

Mag raised his eyebrow a little as he listened to Camilla’s live reporting. His concern now was where Connie was. What was she trying to do after breaking away from the pack?

He would not be worried if she was with Rex. What he was worried about was that Rex was not in contact with her, and she might do something big suddenly during the conferring ceremony. That might cause the situation to go out of hand.

Other than Auster, there were eight other 10th-tier powerhouses from different tribes here today.

It was naturally unrealistic for Connie to assassinate Gary at such a time. Even Rex would not be able to do it.

Their failure last night meant that the plan to save Ferdinand had already failed unless there was a change in the situation.

Right now, what he had to do was to look for the source of the black fog as quickly as possible, get rid of it, and bring Connie safely out of the Twilight Forest.

“System, do you have cephalosporin?” Mag asked inside while he was preparing the insanely spicy gravy for the spicy grilled fish.

“According to the recipe, you do not need cephalosporin for spicy grilled fish,” the system said sternly.

“Didn’t you say that as the God of Cookery, one should have his own sense of judgment and decisiveness?” Mag pressed his lips together, and said, “Give me a serving of cephalosporin for 100 people. I’ll pay 10 times the original price.”

“Ding! The cephalosporin has been delivered! Note: while consuming the cephalosporin, do not take in alcohol! It would cost you your life!” the system said joyously.

“Alright,” Mag replied as he split the capsule and scattered the powder on the grilled fish. An orc would not die from a little cephalosporin because of their body constitution.

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“Just having meat alone is so boring. Chief Gary, don’t you have the best wine brewer in the entire Twilight Forest in your tribe? Where’s the alcohol?” Billy asked Gary with a smile.

“Serve the alcohol!” a guard standing at the side ordered. A group of palace maids came over, daintily carrying vats of wine, and walked up to the orcs. They filled up a large ceramic bowl with the alcohol for each of the orcs, and the fragrance of the alcohol diffused in a moment.

Billy picked up the big bowl and took a sip. He said with satisfaction, “Great wine!”

With good food and good wine, this banquet made all the orcs very satisfied. They even forgot that they came today for Gary’s conferring ceremony.

There were even those who were already tipsy after gulping a few large bowls of alcohol.

There were some who toasted to Gary from time to time, but Gary did not drink much. Even if the others were drunk, he couldn’t be drunk. The conferring ceremony had yet to begin. If he got drunk, then the conferring ceremony would be ruined.

Auster did not eat much as well, and also only took a few sips of wine out of courtesy. He leaned back in his chair and watched Gary and the other fellows who looked like they hadn’t eaten good food before. The corner of his lips curled up in a seemingly mocking smile.

“The fifth dish: spicy grilled fish!”

The grilled fishes at least a meter long were served on the dining tables. The moment the metal covers were lifted, the spiciness that assailed everyone made them close their eyes instinctively. However, their noses found joy in the pungent spiciness.

After the steam dispersed, everyone looked at the dish clearly, and could not help but hesitate a little.

The large fish that was served on the plate was something rare in the Twilight Forest, and just a look at the layer of chili spread on top of the fish made one’s body start to heat up. The smell alone burned their throats. Could this really be eaten?

Chili was not a spice that could be found in the Twilight Forest. It was all brought over by merchants, and then sold at high prices to the nobles in the orc tribes.

Putting some chili in their food during the winter could bring them warmth and stimulation to their taste buds, and that was how chili slowly got in trend in recent years. Therefore, chili was not foreign to them.

However, they usually put very little chili in their food, in amounts smaller than the size of their nail, and that was already the limit for most orcs.

The amount of chili spread on the fish was probably the amount that an ordinary orc would take in in his entire life.

Therefore, all the passion for food and praises for the head chef suddenly stopped when this spicy grilled fish was served.

Everyone exchanged gazes all of a sudden, and no one dared to try the food first.

“Who uses chili like this? Is the chef a blockhead?” Auster said with a laugh. The pungent smell made his eyes hurt. It looked as though it could not be eaten.

Gary also frowned. However, he quickly smiled, and said, “The chef must have his reason for doing this. Didn’t the previous few dishes please everyone?”

“There is nothing much to nitpick about other than the portions being too small,” Billy said as he nodded in agreement. He picked up his chopsticks, and reached for the spicy grilled fish as he said, “Then let me have a go at this spicy grilled fish, and see how spicy it actually is. If we talk about tolerance for spiciness, no orc will be able to beat me.”

His chopsticks dug into the slightly crispy fish skin, and picked up a piece of fish meat. Billy paused for a while. As a foodie, he still chose to dip the meat in the gravy before putting it into his mouth.

Clack…

Clack…

It was as though time had stopped. Billy had not taken his chopsticks out of his mouth. Everyone watched quietly as his face turned red instantly. Everything was eerily still and quiet.

What is this feeling? Why did my taste buds lose their function suddenly? It’s a little numbing… and there’s a little pain? Could there be poison in this fish?! Billy was completely frozen, but his mind was in complete chaos.

The pain only lasted for a moment, and after that came an explosion of numbing spiciness.

As a chief that loved spicy food, Billy would often have chili in his food every now and then. Therefore, spiciness was not a foreign taste to Billy.

However, the explosion of spiciness felt as though he had suddenly leaped from a small pond into a big ocean, with the huge waves crashing right into his face.

He felt as though a 10th-tier fire magic caster had stuffed a ball of flame into his mouth as his cavity and throat ignited instantly.

However, just when the spiciness reached his upper limit, and he was about to spit the meat out, the freshness of the fish crept into the limelight.

The crispy fish skin and tender meat were like a beauty that walked out from a lava bath, stepping on his burning throat and tongue to bring him an extraordinary experience.

“Roar…!”

After sitting quietly for five seconds, Billy suddenly leapt up, and let out an angry roar.

However, there was a twist at the end of the roar. It was filled with a joyful tone.

Billy picked up his bowl of wine, and took a large gulp with a face full of amazement, saying, “This spiciness is on another level! But the freshness of this grilled fish is one in a million! I feel as though only this level of spiciness is good enough for the freshness of this grilled fish!”

He did not have the time to go on further. Billy picked up another piece of fish with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth. The moment he stopped, the spiciness and numbing sensation would be prolonged. As long as he did not stop eating, it was as though he could lie to his taste buds, and it would become an enjoyable sensation.

Is it that good? The orcs looked at Billy, who couldn’t stop eating, and were still a little suspicious. However, some of them still picked up their chopsticks, and gave the fish a try.

There were fire-spitting, screeching, spinning on the spot, jumping around…

The different chiefs and nobles started their performance in the middle of the banquet.