Chapter 74: A Delicious Mess of Flesh and Blood
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An Bu looked at Jian Ningxuan, “Shall we go back?”
Wherever the Oil Cone passed, there would be corpses, and where there were corpses, there would be a lingering deathly aura.
Jian Ningxuan turned and gestured to the captain for a return signal.
With a shout from the captain, the boat turned its head, preparing to head back.
An Bu packed up the fishing gear, walked to the other side of the deck, and casually looked up. Her gaze fixed on a faint deathly aura about thirty to forty meters away in the sea. The deathly aura hadn’t dissipated yet, indicating that someone had drowned there within the last two or three days, likely a fisherman who had gone out to sea. Fishermen often spent forty to fifty days at sea, so once they went missing, it meant death, and retrieving the body was challenging.
An Bu inquired with the captain, “Are there many fishing boats going out to sea recently?”
“Not many. As far as I know, in our area, there are only two or three long-haul fishing boats, and none of them have returned yet. The one that has been at sea the longest has probably been gone for about 30 days,” the captain casually answered.
An Bu didn’t ask further, just memorizing the coordinates of this area.
Two hours later, the group safely returned to the dock.
“Hey, what’s happening over there?” The captain saw a search and rescue boat docked not far away, and the crew on the boat seemed busy, preparing to go out to sea.
“Old Zhao, you’re back?” A fisherman shouted to the captain, “Have you heard? Brother Nine’s boat is missing.”
“When did it happen?” The captain exclaimed.
“The signal from the boat disappeared three days ago. It’s estimated that it’s been missing for several days.”
“Why did we only receive the news today?”
“Something must have happened in between. The search and rescue boat is ready to set out. I don’t know if they’ll find it.”
“Where did the signal disappear?”
The fisherman reported a set of coordinates, saying, “We’re also going to assist in the search later. Are you coming?”
“Yes, I’ll get ready.”
An Bu overheard the coordinates reported by the fisherman. It had a deviation of tens of nautical miles from where she noticed the deathly aura. However, she wasn’t sure if the missing fishing boat they were looking for was there, so she didn’t speak up.
After settling with the captain, An Bu and Jian Ningxuan left together.
The two had grilled fish at a seaside restaurant and returned home past eight o’clock. An Bu brought back the Oil Cone fish, intending to use it as the ingredient for tonight’s dark cuisine.
Jian Ningxuan began considering whether to go out to avoid trouble.
At ten o’clock in the evening, the livestream started on time. Tonight’s livestream was livelier than yesterday, and the number of viewers increased from over forty to more than eighty.
An Bu changed into a different outfit, her face adorned with colorful makeup, hair tied behind her, a large lily in her ear, and wearing a beach skirt, exuding a primitive and wild tropical charm.
“Oh my, host, what happened to you? Yesterday, you were the master of face painting, and today you’ve turned into a hot lady?!”
“Host, dare to show your face once!”
“Host, your outfit today makes me hungry. Please continue to keep this style.”
“Hello, everyone. Welcome to the Dark Cuisine livestream. I am the host Little Flower.”
[“Oh my, host, you clearly said your name was ‘Xiao Hei’ yesterday!”]
[“The host’s name was indeed improvised.”]
[“Change your outfit, change your name? Host, you are truly refreshing and elegant.”]
“All right, enough chit-chat. I’m going to start cooking now.” An Bu reached into the basin and pulled out a sea fish that looked like a snake.
“This fish is called ‘Oil Cone,’ it has a fierce temperament, strong vitality, and even has good teeth. Look.” An Bu brought the head of the Oil Cone close to the camera, and two rows of sharp teeth gleamed with a chilling light. The body was slippery, and the long tail kept swaying.
[“Ah, ah, ah, ah, host, quickly move it away! My heart can’t take it.”]
[“Holy cow, scared the baby to death! Host, where did you find this inhuman species?!”]
[“Don’t tell me tonight’s ingredient is this, I refuse!”]
[“Host, are you actually a cross-dressing pro! I don’t believe you’re a woman!!!”]
An Bu: “You guys said my dark cuisine yesterday didn’t meet the beauty standards. Tonight, I’ll show you what true beauty standards are.”
[Who said that? Show yourself!]
[Host, I apologize! I still prefer the style of yesterday’s cuisine.]
An Bu ignored their complaints, took up a knife, and began skillfully filleting a fish, looking like a seasoned professional.
[I dare say, with just this skill of filleting fish, the host could become the market leader.]
[Strongly agree.]
An Bu cleaned the fish, cut it into slices, placed them in a small basin, added eggs, soy sauce, and starch. Then she chopped ginger, garlic, and green onions into small pieces. She heated the wok, added oil, and when it was seventy percent hot, she added ginger and garlic, stir-frying for a moment. She poured in water, added salt and spicy fish seasoning, brought it to a boil, and then added the fish slices. When the soup was halfway cooked, the fish was already well-flavored, and steam began rising. In the brownish soup, the yellowish fish slices rolled, and An Bu transferred it to a plate, sprinkled cumin, poured a generous amount of hot sauce, and finally, poured a layer of boiling hot oil. With a sizzling sound, a plate of red and brown intertwined fish slices was done.
The thick soup, tender fish, mixed with red spicy sauce, and a mysterious foam made it look like a sticky swamp. In the next second, a few clusters of will-o’-the-wisps might even appear.
An Bu introduced, “This dish is called ‘Bloody Flesh.’ Welcome everyone to taste it.”
[I really don’t want to taste it!]
[Ugh…]
[Is this supernatural? Someone is poisoning us in the middle of the night!]
[Host, you’ve successfully made me lose my appetite.]
[This is indeed the beauty standard for dark cuisine.]
[D*mn, how can I face fish meat from now on?!]
An Bu continued, “Although the Oil Cone may look a bit unattractive, its flesh is sticky and has a beautifying effect. For those who enjoy exploring new things, you can give it a try.”
【What? It has a beautifying effect?】
【As long as it tastes good, I can ignore its ugliness.】
【Just close your eyes and put it in your mouth; true foodies fear nothing.】
At this moment, An Bu added, “Oh, I must remind you of one thing. This type of fish enjoys eating corpses and carrion. Fishermen often consider it an ominous creature. Wherever it goes, corpses usually emerge.”
【!!!】
【Oh d*mn, I almost fell for the host’s trap! Host, can you dare to mention this earlier!】
【I’m sorry, as a seasoned foodie, I feel ashamed. I admit my incompetence in facing this kind of dark cuisine.】
【Through the screen, I can almost smell the rotten odor from this fish.】
【Alright, no late-night snacks for me tonight. Host, you must be an envoy sent by the god of weight loss.】
An Bu: “How about that? Is tonight’s dark cuisine up to the mark?”
【It’s more than qualified.】
【I’m bowing down and offering a sports car.】
【A battleship, please accept.】
…
Various rewards poured in for An Bu, and the number of fans increased to 265.
“Okay, tonight’s livestream ends here…” An Bu was about to end the livestream when someone loudly interrupted her.
【Hold on, host, did you forget something?】
【Yeah, what did you forget?】
An Bu: “Forget what?”
【Tasting!】
【What about your boyfriend with a stomach ulcer? Doesn’t he want to try this domineering dark cuisine tonight?】
【Exactly, if you don’t feed your boyfriend, are you planning to eat it yourself? If that’s the case, we want to see you livestream eating fish.】
【Lick your own made poop, even if you have to kneel down!】
【That’s right!】
An Bu looked up at Jian Ningxuan, who was emitting a black aura.
【The host’s boyfriend is indeed here. Warrior, come on, use your steel-like stomach to conquer this messed up fish. We’re rooting for you!】
【Feel free to enjoy it, and I’m here to support you.】
【Host, prepare some stomach medicine to prevent a tragedy.】
An Bu lifted the bowl of fish meat gently and said, “Darling, do you want to eat?”
【Eat, eat, eat. A man won’t back down from this!】
At this moment, a big hand appeared in the camera, taking away the plate of bloody and ambiguous fish from An Bu.
The viewers in the livestream immediately erupted, crazily sending a wave of gifts to the boyfriend who bravely faced the “stomach-challenging” dark cuisine.
“He already ate it, and tonight’s livestream is successfully concluded. If I break up tomorrow, remember to check if there’s news about a drunken woman causing a scene in the market.”
Amidst the laughter, An Bu exited the livestream room, and seeing Jian Ningxuan placing the plate on the table with a face of disgust, she laughed, “Haha, no need to force yourself.”
However, Mr. Jian still decided to challenge his limits, picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a piece of fish, and slowly put it in his mouth.
Hmm… Hmm?
Then, An Bu watched in amazement as her cat master’s entire body shimmered with a red and fiery glow, as if bathed in the light of the setting sun.
It seems… he really likes it?
An Bu leaned on the table, smiling as she watched him, her eyes reflecting the same colors.
Late in the evening, with fish meat in hand, the cat master had three more bowls of rice.
The promise of losing weight was completely thrown out of the window.
An Bu prepared hawthorn slices for him to aid digestion, and then they went for a walk in the garden together, took a bath when they returned, and engaged in another harmonious exercise, resulting in a lively cat master the next day.
Opening the computer, An Bu checked the news about the sea rescue. The missing fishing boat had not been found.
After some consideration, An Bu anonymously sent the coordinates to the captain’s public contact number. Whether it was related or not, it was necessary to confirm.
At this moment, Jian Ningxuan entered the room and handed a note to An Bu. On it was written in a lively manner: What dark cuisine are you planning to make tonight?
An Bu: “…”
Where is her high and cold cat master? Has he really fallen into the darkness like this!
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