Chapter 1257 - 506: "Simple Handiwork" (Part 2)

Chapter 1257: Chapter 506: "Simple Handiwork" (Part 2)

But the result was still less than ideal.

Either it was sliced too thick or too thin, and the shape was completely irregular.

But soon, Ron gradually found the trick.

The key was not in force, but in understanding the material traits and precisely controlling the blade angle.

"How curious, the fiber structure of the scorching mushroom is similar to a kind of crystalline structure, needing to be sliced along the direction of heat flow..."

Ron adjusted his technique while pondering:

"It’s like dealing with the energy conflicts in the Thunderfire bloodline, not resisting but going with the flow."

Under his precise control, the mushroom slices became much more evenly cut.

Ailan observed from the side, breathing a sigh of relief: "It seems I don’t need to do a second treatment."

Next was handling the deep-sea seaweed.

This special seaweed needs to maintain the activity of its internal Water Element, and must be handled very gently.

But Ron, due to lack of experience, treated it as ordinary vegetables, washing it too vigorously.

"Master, gentler!"

Ailan watched anxiously from the side:

"The fiber structure of deep-sea seaweed is very fragile, too much force will damage the elemental essence within!"

But it was too late when Ron realized.

The once lush green seaweed turned dull and listless under his "enthusiastic" washing, clearly having lost much of its activity.

The most disastrous part was handling the mint leaves.

According to the recipe, the mint leaves needed to be washed with Magic Power, and must not be touched directly by hand.

But Ron was still learning to finely control compressed Magic Power and had just experienced mental exhaustion.

When he tried to wrap the mint leaves with Magic Power, his control was completely off.

"Boom!"

The overly strong magic impact blew the delicate leaves to bits.

Green juice splattered everywhere, filling the entire kitchen with a strong mint aroma.

"My heavens..."

Ailan watched this scene, unable to help but cover her "eyes" with a branch:

"Master, that was wild highland mint, seven leaves are worth a Magic Stone..."

She kept muttering internally:

"Those mint leaves were picked from mountain peaks over 3,000 meters high, each containing pure Wind Element Essence.

For freshness, they were preserved using a stasis rune..."

"Now all wasted...If it were up to me, this would never have happened.

With my recent practice in plant communication, I could entirely communicate emotionally with the mint leaves, letting them cooperate with the cleaning process voluntarily..."

But seeing Ron’s earnest and focused expression, Ailan restrained her heartache, not interrupting.

She understood that this kind of hands-on practice was crucial for the master’s growth.

Even if the process was a bit clumsy, such a learning attitude was respectable.

When it came to dealing with the stone carrot, the situation became even more comical.

This special carrot’s texture was indeed as hard as stone, requiring special handling techniques.

But Ron didn’t know this, casually hacking at it with a regular kitchen knife.

"Crack!"

The knife blade chipped, while the carrot only had a shallow mark.

"What is this... Is this really a carrot or a stone shaped like a carrot?"

He looked in confusion at the chipped knife, then at the unscathed carrot.

"Master..."

Ailan finally couldn’t hold back, her voice full of helplessness:

"The stone carrot needs to be softened with magic power before it can be cut.

And you must cut along its grain, or you’ll damage the internal Earth Element structure..."

"Oh, so that’s it!"

Ron suddenly understood, starting to attempt using magic power to handle the carrot.

But his control over magic power was still not precise enough, and the overly strong energy impact caused fine cracks on the carrot’s surface.

Though it could barely be cut now, the internal structure had already been damaged.

A half-hour later, the kitchen was a complete mess.

Various ingredient fragments were scattered on the floor, strange mixed smells filling the air.

Ron was covered in various juices, his hair a little disheveled, yet his eyes still burned with an indomitable spirit.

"Right, now begins the cooking phase!"

He looked at the oddly shaped, questionably quality "ingredients" in front of him, maintaining an optimistic attitude.

Ailan let out a deep sigh from the side.

She had already begun calculating the total cost of this "learning experience":

Damaged scorching mushrooms, inactive deep-sea seaweed, shredded mint leaves, damaged stone carrot structure...

Along with the broken kitchen knife and the need to clean the kitchen, the cost of this soup might be doubled.

But seeing Ron’s earnest, focused expression on learning, she chose to silently endure.

"Come on, master..."

She silently prayed in her heart: "Hopefully at least... at least the final product can be edible..."

"According to the recipe, now add them to the pot in the order of mutual inhibition and growth..."

Ron muttered as he lit the stove.

But he clearly didn’t have an accurate understanding of "simmer slowly", directly turning the flame to the maximum.

The stove roared like a small dragon, the bottom of the pot quickly turning red hot.

"Master! The fire is too high!"

Ailan couldn’t help but remind him, but Ron was already adding water to the pot.

"Ssss——!"

The boiling pot met the cold water, instantly making a piercing sound, and a large amount of steam rose like a white dragon.

The whole kitchen was enveloped in thick fog, and nothing could be seen.

Just then, Dale’s voice came from the mist:

"Wow! Is Master summoning a mist dragon? What an amazing magic!"