In order to transport a large number of materials to the Orende continent, Chen Jian and Jiang Jinjiu were busy enough, but fortunately, after the Gate of the Otherworld was upgraded to the Gate of Time and Space, the time limit of the spell was greatly extended, and as long as the "Faith of Food" continued to consume, the door could be kept open.

Chen Jian rented a warehouse and transported all the materials to the warehouse first, but in order to keep it secret, Chen Jian and Jiang Jinjiu could only carry it back and forth, and the thousand iron pots alone were moved back and forth dozens of times, and the warehouse of the church could not be placed at all, and it was temporarily piled up next to the holy spring in front of the church.

"Space rings, dimensional bags or something, isn't it standard for traversers?" Although moving these weights is nothing to Jiang Jinjiu, he can't help but complain about tossing back and forth.

"I asked the earth cat goddess a long time ago, and she said that giving me a space bag can't be used in the environment where there are no magic elements on the earth, and I can only rely on manpower. And she refuses to give it for nothing, either spend money to buy it, or take cat food to ......" Speaking of his superiors who slammed the door, Chen Jian took the opportunity to complain.

"Who asked me for the money to buy milk? Now I want to take things for nothing, where is there such a beautiful thing. Suddenly, a voice came from overhead.

The meow god didn't know when he was lying on the roof of the church, and in the moonlight, those jewel-like green eyes shone dangerously.

, it turns out that she is not stingy, but resentful...... As a result, when he said bad things behind his back, he happened to be caught by the boss who loved to hold grudges, and Chen Jian shouted in his heart that it was not good.

With a big smile on his face, Chen Jian respectfully opened a few bags of cat food biscuits brought by the earth.

"It's tuna-flavored, here's chicken-flavored, here's catnip-flavored, lead you to taste it, it's not to your taste."

Charil leaped lightly from the roof. Sniffed a few bags of cat biscuits, then grabbed a few and tasted them.

"Well, what's this catnip flavor, it's barely a snack." With a wave of his paws, the meow god accepted all the cat food.

Then he popped out two claws, pointed to his eyes, and then turned to point at Chen Blade. "Cook, remember meow, I'm watching you."

After saying that, the meow governor disappeared silently, but Chen Jian's hand suddenly sank, and there was an extra white bag.

Jiang Jinjiu was a little confused, "She even knows English?" ”

"I heard that as long as you want, the gods can transform into super scholars in minutes, and it is easy to master a few languages."

Chen Jian looked at the bag in his hand and smiled slightly, he was really upright, he didn't give a space bag, and when he left, he arrogantly dropped a sentence in Chen Jian's ear, "It's not for nothing to take your little biscuits." ”

With space bags, although it is not helpful for moving goods across spaces, in Orient Continent, there is no need to pile up kitchen utensils and seeds outside.

After a busy night's work, I finally finished carrying all the supplies. The sky was already dark. Chen Jian didn't care about resting, so he first found old Morgan and asked him to gather the villagers to go to the church, where he was going to give a sermon.

But before the sermon, Chen Jian first led the women in the village to make a traditional Shanghainese breakfast of the "Four King Kongs" with the ingredients he brought this time.

Flatbread, fried dough sticks, rice and soy milk, this is the Chinese breakfast four-piece set nicknamed the "Four King Kongs". In order to be more nutritious and delicious, Chen Blade's flatbread refers to the practice of Yunnan broken crispy baba, adding meat and eggs, baked golden dough, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, because lard is added to crisp, so when baking, the fat overflows, and the aroma is tangy.

The aroma of meat, eggs, onions, and noodles is mixed together and the rich aroma directly stimulates people's appetite. The people waiting outside the church started their stomachs rumbling just by smelling it.

But the next three items of food sparked a big debate among the villagers.

After eating the salty and delicious meatloaf, when the villagers ate fried dough sticks and drank soy milk, some people chose to add sugar, while others chose to add salt or dip soy sauce.

But people with these two different choices think that they eat more deliciously this way. So the first battle between the salty party and the sweet party in the other world actually happened in Yir Village.

This is something Chen Jian did not expect.

"Stupid human." The meow god didn't know when it appeared again, but she grabbed a fritter and a rice wrapped in dried fish, took a bite on the left and a bite on the right, and then lowered her head and drank soy milk with her tongue.

"Do you like sweet or salty?" As soon as he asked, Chen Jian wanted to slap himself, why did he talk to her about this.

"Of course, the fritters are salty, the rice is sweet, and the soy milk is plain." Meow God said in a tone of course.

, if you were on Earth, you would be considered a heretic on both sides.

Of course, Chen Jian won't be stupid to argue with Meow's boss about which one is more delicious, anyway, you just have to eat happily.

After a hearty meal, Chen Jian began his first sermon.

"First of all, let us thank the god of food for giving us a delicious breakfast, all of you. Chen Jian led the villagers to pray together, and in religion, the sense of ritual is very important.

After praying, Chen Jian continued to flicker, "Do you want to be able to eat a delicious and nutritious breakfast every morning?" ”

The villagers all nodded and shouted, "Yes! ”

"Would you like to have a nice dinner every night?"

"Yes!" The shouting was even louder.

"Would you like to have a simple and warm lunch every day at noon?" The villagers of Yir used to eat two meals a day.

"Yes!!" The shouts of the villagers were already deafening.

"Very good, not only you think, the god of food also thinks so, the purpose of our food god religion is to hope that there are no hungry people in the world, every hard-working and kind person can get enough food, food is the most basic survival need of all life, in front of food, everyone is equal, whether you are a commoner or a nobleman, whether you are a king or a slave, as long as you pay for labor, you have the right to eat. And we, the Cult of Gastronomy, will defend your right to eat. We not only want to eat, but we also want to eat better and live a more abundant life. ”

"Shout with me, food is not guilty!"

"Food is not guilty!" The villagers shouted excitedly.

"Foodies have a point!" Chen Jian shouted.

"Foodies have a point!" Charil was surprised to find that the villagers' faith had surged in the midst of the shouts, and if it weren't for the lack of numbers, a small holy tide would have formed.

In the eyes of the villagers of Yi'er Village, the future depicted by Chen Jian is like a heavenly life, and other sects preach that they will be able to sacrifice everything for God, and after death, they will be able to enjoy food and clothing, food and clothing, and enjoy happiness in the kingdom of God.

However, this cult of gastronomy encourages its followers to study hard and work hard in this world to improve their lives and improve the quality of their food.

In the future, this church will no longer be called a church, but a canteen, and the church of the god of food will be called a canteen, where all believers can exchange the fruits of their labor for cheap and delicious food. And the priests of the god of food are not called pastors, you can call them 'chefs'. ”

This is the first time that the word "cook" has appeared on the continent of Orende, and from then on, this revered profession will spread across the continent with the spread of the Cult of the God of Food. Even in the realm of the gods, they like to invite chefs to cook delicious dishes for them.

In the Orende plane, not all cooks can be honored as chefs and masters, so the chef is the disseminator of the belief in food, and also the maker and maintainer of food. In many cases, they are the spokespeople of the food.