[Gray·Rye Bread: Rye Bread with a musty smell, I don’t know how long it has been stored, it is the most basic food for the lower class humans.]

[Gray·Shield-dried meat: Dried meat with unknown raw materials can be stored for a long time after being air-dried. It is a precious food for humans in the lower class.]

For Yeling, these are two quite familiar raw materials.

He asked Waguai for a knife, skillfully cut the rye bread into slices, and then chopped the air-dried meat into small pieces.

Without salt, Ye Ling didn't care. Anyway, the dried meat was already mixed with a lot of salt.

Of course, rye bread cannot be thrown into the fire directly like refugees. Ye Ling relied on his priesthood to direct refugees around to collect some small branches, string the rye bread, and bake it from afar on the ground beside the bonfire.

While cooking jerky soup, Ye Ling used identification techniques to find a common spice nearby.

[Bai Xianglai: Wild vegetables with a very special taste, some people like them, and some people hate them. They can quickly recover a small amount of energy after consumption.]

Ye Ling tore it casually, threw Xianglai into the pot, and then threw the cooking technique on the rye bread slices and jerky soup. Releasing the cooking skills will also emit a faint light. Unlike the holy white light of the sacred magic system, life skills will always emit a light green light, representing the color of life.

Xiao Luya, Wagai and other refugees surrounded the bonfire, watching Ye Ling release a wonderful spell to the food after being busy. Then, a strong fragrance suddenly burst out from the rye bread and jerky that they had used to eating daily.

It was a fragrance they had never smelled before. Even the white bread eaten by the big people in the town did not seem to have such a fragrance...

"Gudu."

This is the sound of refugees collectively swallowing their saliva.

"Guru."

This is the collective sound of the refugees.

Xiao Luya blinked her eyes and looked at the food in front of her, and suddenly she felt that the toast and barbecue she was holding was no longer fragrant. No, not only was it not fragrant, but the delicious food she was used to eating was even a little disgusted by her.

Ye Ling clapped his hands and was very satisfied with his achievements.

As a single dog for thousands of years, he is certainly good at cooking, but he can achieve the current effect, but it depends entirely on the system's cooking skills. Even if he is only level 1, it has supreme attraction for these refugee NPCs living in the food desert.

This is the system setting and cannot resist.

Ye Ling temporarily ignored the group of guys drooling around and checked the properties of the food.

[White · Tempting · Toasted Rye Bread (Slices): Crispy rye bread slices exudes an attractive wheat aroma. After consumption, you can increase the recovery speed of blood volume by 10% within 3 hours and obtain a 3-hour power + 2 buff effect.]

[White, rich, · Xianglai Salty Soup: Added Xianglai seasoning salty soup, which is rich and fragrant. After consumption, you can increase your energy recovery speed by 10% within 3 hours, and gain a 3-hour intelligence + 2 gain effect.]

With level 1 cooking skills, it is already very good to make foods with such quality and effect. Ye Ling vaguely remembers that when he first started learning cooking skills, he could not make such foods with the prefix of "tempting" and "rich".

It may be the bonus brought to Yeling by past experience, or it may be that after he truly becomes a game NPC, the cooking skills in reality can also affect the final skill effect.

Regardless of the reason, Ye Ling looked at the refugees in front of him who were staring at the broth and roasted rye bread slices, and felt that his good man, Jinshui, had a stronger wave of stability.

"Sir, this, this...this..." Wagai stammered: "Is this really...a food made from the rye bread and jerky we usually eat?"

"Of course, don't you all watch me do it?" Ye Ling answered simply.

"This, this...this...this is really...a miracle!" Wagai almost knelt on the ground.

A miracle won't be enough, it's just a magical skill.

Ye Ling complained in his heart.

He showed his cooking skills in order to win over these refugees and reduce their possible doubts. Now, seeing all refugees staring at the bonfire, he kept sniffing and inhaling, and waved generously:

"Go and go, go and get it and eat it, just treat it as a gift from the goddess of light, Letriya."

The goddess of light, Leteria, is the unified belief of the priests of the Holy Empire, and one of the supreme goddesses on the continent.

Ye Ling didn't know if the refugees would thank Goddess of Light. He only saw the refugees who were originally surrounded by far in front of him rushed up after hearing his words, almost robbing the roasted food on the bonfire, and were not afraid of burning their hands.

A refugee with a wooden bowl rushed forward first, scooped a bowl of salted meat soup and stepped back, and kept the bowl of soup in his arms, as if he was afraid that the people next to him would come to grab his bowl. The refugee who did not bring tableware had no choice but to grab rye bread slices. Ye Ling even saw a refugee who did not bring tableware tried to grab the meat in the salted meat soup with his hands, and was so scalded that he jumped straight.

Even Xiao Luya, who had been holding the barbecue tightly before, threw the barbecue aside, took advantage of her petite body characteristics and got into the crowd to grab several slices of baked rye bread.

Ye Ling: "...Damn it, leave some for me!"

Those refugees who snatched into a ball naturally would not pay attention to Ye Ling.

It was Luya and Wagai, two guys with a high likeness, who gave Ye Ling two slices of toast and a small bowl of salted meat soup. Ye Ling would not be hungry early in the morning.

I don’t know who invented the way to eat it first. Someone found that the crispy rye bread was torn into small pieces and soaked in the broth. The rye bread, which was originally a bit coarse, became full and soft and very delicious after completely absorbing the soup of the salted broth. So many refugees also learned to soak the bread in the broth and eat it.

Especially those refugees who did not carry tableware with them, they directly put the bread into the iron pot and ate the rye bread full of the salty aroma of the broth with satisfaction.

Wagai stood beside Ye Ling, shaking her head as she saw it: "These people are so unruly, and their eating habits are so ugly."

Ye Ling: “…”

If he was right, Wagai had about eight slices of rye bread and two large bowls of bacon broth.

Wagai noticed Ye Ling's eyes, grabbed the back of his head and smiled: "Oh, praise the goddess of light, it's all because the things made by the priest are so delicious. I..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Wagai's voice stopped. He opened his mouth wide with some incomprehension, raised his hands in front of him, and looked around.

"How do I feel that my power has increased...Is this my illusion? Or is this the power of the legendary holy light?"
Chapter completed!