After processing the main ingredient seafood, Qian Chen began to quickly process the accessories.

Wash the lemon and cut it into one-eighth sized pieces, grind spices such as allspice, holy basil, nutmeg into powder, and chop the garlic into minced garlic.

Add spices such as crushed garlic, black pepper, spice powder, and sea salt in addition to lemon to the processed seafood.

However, Qian Chen did not add all these condiments, but left a small portion, which was not just enough to cook an octopus.

In this way, everything is ready ...

Hestia, who was sitting in the hall, looked at Bell, who was shuttling through the lobby of the restaurant not far away, with a slightly depressed expression on her face.

'Obviously I came first, obviously Bell belongs to me alone, why should I share such a cute Bell with you vulgar guys!? ’

Look at the cute figure who is dressed in a maid outfit and shuttles through the crowd and has a shy expression in the face of harassment from various guests.

A flame called jealousy burned in Hestia's heart.

"Lady Hestia, long waiting."

At this time, Qian Chen's voice came from beside him.

Hestia subconsciously turned her head to look, only to find that Qian Chen was standing beside her and looking at her with a smile on his face.

As if it was a child caught by a teacher stealing snacks in class, Hestia couldn't help but blush.

She coughed lightly twice, and then pretended to be old-fashioned.

"I've been waiting for a long time, but don't try to fool my tongue with ordinary food."

Qian Chen smiled slightly and said confidently.

"Of course! As a chef, it's my vocation to serve the most delicious food to my guests. ”

Hestia could naturally discern whether this was Qian Chen's true words. She couldn't help but have a good impression of Qian Chen, after all, she was the goddess in charge of the stove flame and the family, and Hestia was more tolerant of cooks and children.

However, when Qian Chen put the contents on the dinner plate in front of Hestia, she couldn't help but look dark.

"Chef-sama, if I'm not mistaken, these seem to be... Raw!? ”

In front of Hestia lay a silver-white plate, neatly stacked with freshly slaughtered, cleaned, and spiced seafood.

There are prawns with their backs cut open; open-shelled scallops, mussels, clams; Cuttlefish calves with ink sacs, pointed beaks, and fisheye removed.

The seafood is evenly sprinkled with sea salt, black pepper, spices, garlic and more, and a lemon clove is placed next to the plate.

Qian Chen nodded.

"Yes, these are the freshest seafood that has been harvested from the untouched depths of the sea, and has just been slaughtered and processed."

Hestia's cheeks puffed out.

"Excuse me, boss. My priesthood is the stove and the flame, and I never eat raw food! ”

Qian Chen waved his hand disapplausively.

"Lady Hestia, don't worry, this dish isn't finished yet."

Qian Chen said and stretched out his hand to the side.

Hestia then noticed that there was a small cart next to it, and other things were piled on it.

Then Qian Chen actually put a clean square cutting board directly in front of Hestia, and at the same time took out a kitchen knife and fished out the octopus that he thought had escaped from the water tank of the cart.

Looking at the scene, he was actually preparing to learn how to make sashimi with Japanese food, and he cooked it on the spot in front of the guests.

Hestia's eyes just showed a hint of curiosity, and she was suddenly frightened by Qian Chen's cruel movements.

I saw that Qian Chen's movements were extremely fast, and he directly grabbed the octopus's mouth and tore it off, and then picked up the kitchen knife.

The silver light flickered, and the upper part of the octopus's head, which encased the internal organs, ink sacs, and other viscera, suddenly separated from the body. Only the tentacles and a small part of the head, including fish's eyes, remain.

Qian Chen casually threw the head of the octopus into the recycling bin.

At this time, the tenacious vitality of the octopus is fully manifested. The brain and internal organs were cut off, but they were not dead.

Its eight feet stubbornly support its body, as if roaring up to the sky, silently indicting this unjust world.

However, in front of the evil and cruel Qian Chen's 'Great Demon King', the more it was like this, the more excited Qian Chen became.

Exuberant vitality means great taste. It really doesn't get any more perfect for a chef.

Qian Chen grabbed the octopus, sprinkled the small condiment he had just left on it, and then put it whole in the middle of the other seafood.

Hestia was already stunned by Qian Chen's 'cruel' cooking methods, her mouth was wide open, her eyes were round, and her whole thing seemed to be under petrification magic.

Qian Chen's cooking continued.

Kiss!

With a soft sound, the Long Yan wine was finally opened by him. In an instant, an invisible flame seemed to emerge from the mouth of the bottle, and even the temperature around it seemed to rise.

Qian Chen poured the Long Yan wine directly on the octopus that refused to lie down obediently.

As if stimulated by this hot burning sensation, the octopus's already weak movements instantly became violent, and the eight tentacles kept shaking.

Qian Chen was unmoved.

After the wine was fully exposed to the other seafood, Qian Chen took out a blowtorch from the cart and reminded Hestia.

"Please don't blink."

Qian Chen's words were actually nonsense, because Hestia was almost on the verge of popping out her eyes now.

Syllable!

A flame shot out of the muzzle of the blowtorch.

Hula!

Ferocious flames instantly ignited from the plate, enveloping the entire plate in an orange-red flame.

As if sensing that he was about to usher in the last moment of his life, the octopus danced even more wildly.

The tentacles stained with dragon flame wine were ignited and waved in midair.

It was obviously an extremely cruel scene, but Hestia couldn't take his eyes off it.

She seemed to find a wonderful beauty in her cruelty.

In her eyes, it was as if she had returned to the barbaric era, where mortals knew that they were invincible but still launched a desperate charge against the powerful demonic beasts, just so that their own race could survive.

In that era, countless heroic epics were born!

Hestia murmured.

At this time, Qian Chen's voice came.

"Alright, the dish is done, please taste, Lady Hestia."

Qian Chen made a 'please' gesture.

The flames had been extinguished before they knew it, and the translucent seafood turned milky white under the scorching flames.

The spices that have been blended with both sake and flame are constantly emitting a wonderful aroma.

Hestia's gaze, however, was fixed on the center of the plate.

Even though it had been cooked by the flames and the flesh had turned white, the tenacious octopus was still standing.