Chapter 741

Erina Nakiri also smelled it, but her expression was calm, and she focused on the work in front of her.

Leng Shuang mainly followed the arrangements and was vigilant against possible sudden attacks around them.

If a black bear could appear, then other dangerous creatures would definitely appear too.

"I'll go take a look."

"Should we go together?"

"You take good care of Ms. Nakiri,"

"Okay,"

Lin Ye followed the order of the stoves and walked over one by one.

Regarding Lin Ye's arrival, more players expressed friendliness.

Even the players who had been kicked and threatened by Lin Ye before were smiling at him now; of course, it was unknown whether this smile was genuine or fake.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Lin Ye finally found the source of the stench.

It was the group of players with the damaged stove.

At this moment, under the emergency repairs of several players, they had built a simple stove, the pot was burning on it, and something was stewing inside.

"Fatty intestines."

The shape of the intestines was too obvious.

Combined with the unique stench here, it was easy for Lin Ye to judge what it was.

"Yes, Brother Ling, fatty intestines."

'Gurgle, gurgle...'

The fire was boiling, and steam was rising.

The cooking players were focused.

"Why did you choose fatty intestines?"

"The three of us are not professional cooks, at most we just make some home-cooked dishes; the taste isn't bad, but it's not great either,"

He said, "I originally wanted to make braised pork, but the black bear came just now, and the main meat for stewing fell to the ground and couldn't be used anymore."

"And for other meat, I wanted to use black bear meat,"

He pointed to the dead black bear.

"But I really don't know how to cook bear meat; however, for intestines, I think the method should be similar, and using spices to stew and braise them, the taste actually won't be bad; the most critical thing is that we have to use the ingredients we have, and our current simple stove can only boil."

The cooking method was simple,

Just use spices to stew until the time is up.

Lin Ye nodded, "I look forward to the fatty intestines you make."

"Hmm,"

"Does it have a name?"

"Not yet... how about Brother Ling takes one?"

A dish name popped into Lin Ye's mind, "Let's call it Nine-Turn Fatty Intestines."

"Good name, let's call it Nine-Turn Fatty Intestines."

"By the way,"

Lin Ye suddenly thought of something,

"Make another portion according to what I say, to ensure the organizers' judges like it even more?"

The cook opened his eyes slightly, full of expectation.

He wanted to know the good method Lin Ye was referring to.