Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

"So they just ignored me, the one who caused their mission to fail?"

"Or did they hold back because they doubt their own strength?"

Without a doubt, the latter fits the answer better.

Jason had no dissatisfaction with this.

On the contrary, he was full of anticipation.

After today's events, the next time the 'Transmigration Cult' sends people, they will certainly be stronger, and the stronger they are, the better the 'food' they bring will be.

"I must control my strength."

"Appear to be just a bit stronger than the people they send."

"As long as the disguise is appropriate, the 'Transmigration Cult' would most likely become my transport team."

Thinking about this, Jason quickened his pace.

The two soldiers guarding the martial arts school's entrance saw Jason clearly as he approached.

"Master Mu!"

The two soldiers bowed in salute.

"Mm, thanks for your hard work."

Jason said these words and then directly pushed the door open and entered.

Although it had no substantial impact, the fact that they guarded him here almost all night was true.

Given this fact, saying thank you was the right thing to do.

"Master, you're back!"

Dou Bao, who had been waiting in the lobby all along, rushed out upon hearing the commotion outside the courtyard. Seeing Jason safe and sound, she immediately shouted with joy.

Having been anxious all night, Dou Bao finally relaxed.

Then, she picked up a brush and started sweeping Jason's body.

It wasn't a feather duster, but rather one made of thin strips of cloth, thicker than the threads of dusters, but with a similar shape.

Pa, pa, pa.

With crisp sounds, the dust on Jason's body was swept away.

"Master, you must remember that some strong people can poison their opponent's body."

"There could be poison powder or even poisonous insects."

"These things generally aren't harmful, but if they see light or heat, they'll activate."

Dou Bao said this while carefully sweeping again.

After finishing, she put away the brush and brought Jason a basin of hot water, placing a towel and soapberry nearby.

"Master, quickly wash up."

"I saved some late-night snacks for you."

"Eat after washing."

Dou Bao moved lightly towards the back of the courtyard. The hot dishes were in the steam tray, just right to serve at this moment, but the freshly made beef porridge required extra care.

"Alright."

Jason agreed with a smile.

What's better than food?

Of course, it's midnight food.

When the night is quiet, a pot of crayfish, a handful of meat skewers, a plate of floral seeds, and two bottles of beer—that's life.

If life had a hand sign of "yay"?

The crayfish needs to be spicy, the skewers loaded with cumin on large chunks of meat, the floral seeds half each, and the beer must be cold.

When the beer goes "pop" upon opening, with gas bubbling through the liquid, that's the source of happiness.

Anything more?

Jason paid no heed.

Dou Bao's secret?

He didn't have a hobby for prying into others' secrets, especially when this person made him supper.

The freshly made beef porridge was in the clay pot.

The iron pot with the steamer contained lotus root soup.

Inside the steamer were egg rice rolls, shrimp rice rolls, and mixed rice rolls.

Three plates of each, neatly arranged inside.

In between, two plates each of chicken feet and ribs were placed.

"Master, have you finished washing?"

"Hurry up!"

Dou Bao swiftly set up the table and began to serve the dishes.

Jason walked over quickly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Though lacking the ideal combination, having something to eat is better than nothing.

When Jason picked up the chopsticks, Dou Bao went to the front courtyard to tidy up the washbasin, then, somewhat reluctantly, she carried two bowls of egg soup and walked out—these were the scraps left over from making rice rolls, and Dou Bao couldn't bear to waste them.

"You two, thank you for your hard work. Have some to drink, homemade."

Dou Bao handed the two bowls of egg soup to the two soldiers, then turned around and left.

She didn't like constables or soldiers.

In her hometown, these two kinds of people were more terrible than bandits.

But now, she was in a martial arts school.

She must consider the master and not give people grounds for gossip that could affect the master's reputation.

The martial arts school's door closed with a creak.

However, the two soldiers guarding the door were beaming with smiles.

In the slightly chilly night, having soup to warm up was truly the best thing.

Jason heard the conversation at the courtyard gate, nodded slightly, and paid no more attention.

He fully immersed himself in his midnight meal before him.

What could be more important than eating?

Therefore, when Dou Bao returned, everything on the table had already been devoured.

Dou Bao was taken aback.

When she left just moments ago, the table was still full.

Though the master can eat a lot, isn't this a bit too quick?

"You finished all of it?"

Dou Bao asked.

"The night's exertion was great, I was hungry, so I ate quickly."

Jason replied without batting an eye.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat!"

"That's a good thing!"

Dou Bao looked at the gleaming plates and couldn't help but laugh.

No chef dislikes Jason.

Dou Bao is naturally no exception.

"What do you want for breakfast, I'll prepare it for you."

Dou Bao asked while tidying up.

"Meat!"

Jason answered without hesitation.

"Meat?"

"Alright, leave it to me."

Dou Bao pondered briefly, then answered with confidence.

"Dou Bao, do you know spicy crayfish, grilled skewers, and hua mao yi ti?"

Looking at Dou Bao's confident demeanor, Jason couldn't help but ask.

"Spicy crayfish and grilled skewers I get from the literal meaning, what is hua mao yi ti?"

Dou Bao asked, looking puzzled.

"That's peanuts and edamame!"

Jason answered promptly and began to roughly explain spicy crayfish, grilled skewers, and so on.

Though the current night snack was good, if he could have authentic night snacks, Jason would be delighted.

"Dou Bao noted it down and will try it out later."

"Master, you've had a long day, go rest."

Looking at Dou Bao's serious expression, Jason returned to his room full of anticipation.

Though he didn't know when he could enjoy them, having something to look forward to was better than having nothing at all.

Next, Jason laid out four 'Fireball Spell Staffs' in front of him.

The room had a water jug prepared by Dou Bao.

After washing, Jason picked up one of them.

The four 'Fireball Spell Staffs' were pretty much the same, about 20 centimeters long, as thick as a pinky, and entirely made of wood, or more precisely, like dried tree branches snapped off a tree.

However, Jason could guarantee, tree branches don't taste like spicy sticks.

Crunch.

Jason bit into one 'Fireball Spell Staff', resulting in a crisp sound.

Then, the sweet and spicy flavor started to emerge.

It also had a hint of a scorched, crispy taste.

Just like having a spicy stick grilled on a hot plate.

A unique flavor!

Jason's eyes lit up, and he proceeded to throw the rest of the 'Fireball Spell Staff' into his mouth.

Crunch, crunch.

As he chewed, text began to appear in front of him.

[Consumed Flame Staff]

[Physical strength, energy, and injuries moderately restored!]

[Satiety +35]

[Satiety: 177]

...

"35 satiety."

Jason glanced at the numbers, unsurprised, matching his sensory judgment.

Then, he stuffed the remaining three 'Fireball Spell Staffs' into his mouth.

Immediately, his satiety reached 282.

"Still too little!"

Jason looked at his current satiety. For someone used to 3000 satiety like Jason, this number was truly too low.

However, although it's little, it wasn't without effect.

The next moment, Jason placed the 'Iron Fist Vigor' remnants and the recently obtained 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy' in front of him.

Previously, when he touched 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy', an enhancement had occurred.

[Discovered special heritage item 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy', assessing...]

[Determined Barehanded Combat at master level, assessment passed!]

[Yes/No, consume 40 satiety, to list this as an extra option?]

...

This moment, seeing the prompt again, Jason squinted slightly, a thought suddenly forming inside him.

If I collect enough heritage items like 'Iron Fist Vigor' and 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy', and then, incorporate them all into my [Barehanded Combat] extra options.

Could I deliver a punch with effects like armor break, pierce, splash, explosive, shock, weaken, internal injury, etc.?