Chapter 669 - 307: Isn’t the Magic Staff Supposed to Serve the Mage? (2)
"So, what of it?"
"You see, since that’s the case, isn’t it perfectly fine for me to not cast magic and simply use a magic staff to make my life easier?" Lu Wenwu shrugged. "I even save on magic consumption, don’t I?"
Wood: "..."
Oh Magic Goddess above, I really want to scold him.
But what he said seems pretty reasonable...
The atmosphere in the kitchen became a bit peculiar for a moment.
With a cheerful grin, Lu Wenwu adjusted the temperature of the cast iron pan, adding a touch of locally produced butter. Once melted, he signaled the Arcane Servants to turn up the heat.
Once the oil was hot, he placed the rolled dough into the pan, reducing the heat and cooking it on both sides over a low flame.
As he fried the crepe, he casually added a pinch of pepper and chopped green onions to a previously cracked egg to mask any odor, beating it evenly.
If it were eggs from his own chickens, this step could be skipped.
The eggs here aren’t great, with a slightly strong smell.
After about a minute, the surface of the crepe began to puff up slightly.
At this moment, he used tongs to gently lift the spiral-shaped upper crust, allowing some vivid golden egg mixture to trickle in through the reserved spiral hole.
Then, flip!
Not a single drop of egg liquid leaked from the spiral opening!
This once again elicited gasps of shock from the numerous Arcane Servants!
This is like writing a story, with the setup beginning from the kneading of the dough, eventually revealing the twist at the moment the egg liquid is poured in.
The egg evenly flows along the spiral grooves to every corner of the crepe, achieving the most perfect fusion.
After a bit more roasting, the flowing egg liquid inside solidified. Lu Wenwu skillfully lifted the pan and used a large wooden spatula to transfer the filled crepe into the oven for baking thin crepes.
In about a minute or two, once the surface grease of the crepe had been "baked dry," a rich aroma wafted over.
Lu Wenwu took the crepe out from the oven and deftly brushed on sauce.
Plucking two lettuce leaves from the nearby vegetable stand, he quickly sliced the stems and placed them on the crepe, topping it with large slices of smoked bacon, already cooked, taken from the kitchen.
Folded in half and placed in a gilded floral-pattern silver dish from the kitchen.
"Egg-filled crepe, please enjoy."
Lu Wenwu pushed the dish towards Professor Wood, then proceeded to cook the remaining ingredients.
Many things were missing here, so he planned to adapt to the conditions and modify according to the local tastes.
Perhaps combining it with pizza-making techniques to create a cheese-filled crepe might be great?
Or...
Cheesy mashed potato filled crepe?
The satisfaction from this carb bomb should be incredible too!
No sooner said than done.
Lu Wenwu immediately gathered the ingredients, beginning to try out his new idea.
Five cast iron pans cooking simultaneously—a spectacular sight.
Meanwhile, Professor Wood, having long been unable to wait, swallowed hard, disregarding dining etiquette, reaching out to grab the crepe.
The physique of a Mage is nothing like Lu Wenwu’s beastly strength, so he was immediately seared by the hot dish.
But the impatient Old Law God didn’t care, casting a high-temperature barrier to himself before grabbing the crepe and taking a fierce bite.
The golden, crispy crepe emitted a sharp "crunch," audible from afar.
In that instant, the sauce’s savory flavor, lettuce’s crispness, carb’s satisfaction, egg’s tenderness, the richness of grease, and the bacon’s unique smoky taste all exploded in his mouth.
The aroma triggered by the high temperature reverberated through his nasal cavity, the delightful taste moistening his entire mouth and palate.
Teeth clashing with the crispy crepe crust, every bite delivered extreme satisfaction.
Professor Wood’s brain unknowingly relaxed, entering a somewhat self-absorbed state, leaving only the enjoyment of exquisite cuisine, dismissing all worries.
In that moment, he seemed to subconsciously comprehend many things, his mind becoming exceptionally active.
Even the alchemical problem that had beset him for years resolved with ease, as if a natural and unhurried flow.
Unconsciously, he had finished the entire egg-filled crepe.
When did he eat it?
What was the flavor?
How many bites did he take?
These he had completely forgotten.
He only remembered one thing—so fragrant!
The experience was simply amazing!
He looked at Lu Wenwu, who was trying the new dish, and jumped up excitedly, vigorously patting his shoulder.
"Kid! Good kid! You were right! You truly have the right to look down on our school cafeteria! You’re definitely the greatest chef I’ve ever seen in this world, even the God of Wine and Banquets should cheer for you!"
"This is absolutely the best thing I’ve ever eaten in my life, the chefs in Jade Empire’s imperial palace are nothing but idiots! Trash! Utterly dumb pigs! They should be ashamed of their incompetence!"
"This thing called... oh yes, egg-filled pancake! Eating this egg-filled pancake, I even feel my cultivation stirring, and my soul becoming transparent!"
Professor Wood was extremely excited, jumping around in place, waving his magic staff to release one small elemental firework after another.
Happy like a child over five hundred years old.
Lu Wenwu smiled without speaking.
This wasn’t an illusion, it truly could enhance one’s cultivation.
Even though he didn’t use the techniques of a Spirit Chef, these were just ordinary egg-filled pancakes made with common ingredients.
But All Laws Connect to God is truly All Laws Connect to God.
Even casual efforts have the power to transform rottenness into magical.
Given Lu Wenwu’s current realm, if he used his best ingredients to cook with all his might, every egg-filled pancake he produced could stir a storm in the Cultivation World!
These are the Enlightenment Cakes that can help cultivators Inquire Dao!
Just the magical aid for cultivation alone trumps countless Spiritual Elixirs!
"Come try these, Professor."
Lu Wenwu pushed the new dishes over as well.
Relying on his culinary skills, the taste of these new dishes was quite good, none of them were unpleasant.
However, they didn’t quite match his own taste, so he just cut a small piece from each to taste.
Professor Wood, trying the egg-filled pancake for the first time, accepted without hesitation, happily devouring them, crumbs of the crispy pancake clinging to his white beard.
If the Affinity System was still active, Lu Wenwu guessed Professor Wood’s affection towards him would be around fifty or sixty.
Becoming ordinary friends would likely not be a problem.
Just as Lu Wenwu was examining the kitchen’s stock of ingredients, contemplating how to improve the pitiful British cuisine, a hoarse voice sounded at the door.
"Can someone tell me, what on earth is going on here?"
Lu Wenwu turned towards the door to see an old man in a blue mage robe, also with a bush of white beard, standing there utterly confused.
The old man’s figure was tall and erect, face rosy, Qi Blood robust, Life Energy abundant.
Were it not for his exterior, his vigour would make him believable as a young lad.
And one more thing...
This old man is too handsome, isn’t he?
[Life Law God Nettel (S+~Tier One of Ascension to Divinity)]: 24 9000/24 9000
[Cultivation]: Law God, Eighth-ring Arcane Master
[Current Status]: Nature’s Blessing, Elf Body, Confusion
[Analysis]: Magick Wizard Academy’s Magic Academy Dean, Elf Council Elder, Master Alchemist, a Divine-level Elf Mage skilled in Natural Magic, felt off because he hadn’t had breakfast.
I measure, the Magic Academy’s dean is actually an elf!
Only then did Lu Wenwu notice that Dean Nettel’s ears were pointed and non-human in shape.
Moreover, his white hair wasn’t due to aging lacking pigment but rather possessed a silver-like texture, with shimmering ripples like water.
Seeing the dean arrive, the Arcane Servants shivered in unison, quickly returning to their work stations and busying themselves.
This is trouble!
Only focused on admiring the master’s handiwork, they forgot to prepare breakfast!
The old elf glanced at Lu Wenwu’s innocent face and then at Professor Wood, who was eating with head down, with veins starting to throb on his forehead.
"Dear Alchemy God Mr. Wood, our beloved Alchemy Director, and you, the brawny gentleman yet to formally become a junior student of the academy, could either of you tell me why our kitchen’s work has come to a halt? Even the door has been dismantled?"
He asked with a smile, like the calm before a storm.
Lu Wenwu subtly moved behind Wood, patting the old Law God on the shoulder.
"Professor... Professor, stop eating, pause for a moment..."