I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 12 [Druid] Can Also Use Beauty Filters

Song You stared at the comment "group fishing for bosses" and couldn't think of a reply for a while.

This generation of netizens has a rather unconventional way of thinking.

He was just an ordinary person to begin with, and he only had one girlfriend in college. They broke up at the end of his junior year because she was preparing for graduate school entrance exams.

Recently, however, he discovered that the combination of physical fitness and his newfound druid aura had subtly altered his appearance, making him more pleasing to the eye.

He initially thought it was just his imagination, but it turned out to be true.

He hovered his finger over the screen, muttering to himself.

"Fishing me? My agritainment business is a legitimate one. But then again, if you pay me, you can use me as bait, let alone fish me."

He weighed the pros and cons and ultimately, against his will, gave that comment a thumbs up.

He's content as long as he can attract customers; sacrificing a little personal image is nothing to him.

Just as he was figuring out how to capitalize on this wave of popularity to further promote himself, a burst of excited shouts came from the direction of the vegetable garden.

"Boss! Boss, come quick!"

Song You looked up and saw the slightly chubby man running out of the vegetable garden, carrying a bamboo basket that was half full, with an expression on his face like he had won the lottery.

The skinny man behind him looked helpless, holding the slightly chubby man's suit jacket in his hand.

"Brother, how did you grow these vegetables?" The slightly overweight man, Wang Guoming, ran up to Song You and handed him the basket like a treasure. "Let me tell you, I guarantee you, you won't find vegetables of this quality in any of the five-star hotels in the entire Xiangcheng!"

In the basket, several cucumbers were lush and green, still covered with fine, tender prickles; several tomatoes were bright red, emitting a rich fruity aroma.

That praise is a bit too much.

Song You knew perfectly well that while ordinary people might find these dishes novel and delicious, they would never be enough to cause a worldly middle-aged man to lose his composure like this.

This fat guy is probably not an expert.

"We just planted them randomly; maybe the soil and water here are good." Song You chuckled, changing the subject, "Have you two had enough fun? Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"

"Eat! You have to eat!" Wang Guoming slammed the basket on the stone table, rubbing his hands together with anticipation. "What are your signature dishes? I heard from a passerby that you made a big bluefish yesterday. Do you still have any today? Get me one too!"

"We do have fish, but I would recommend the free-range chickens we just bought from the market today. They were killed not long ago, so the meat is firmer," Song You said honestly.

The fish in the reservoir are his strategic resource, and he can't just let ordinary guests consume them.

"Chicken?" Wang Guoming's eyes lit up even more. "Chicken is great! Let's eat chicken! Eating fish is not as good as eating chicken, and eating chicken is not as good as drinking soup. Today, let's have chicken stew with mushrooms, and a stir-fry of your vegetables!"

His overly familiar way of ordering food made Li Zhe, who was sitting next to him, unable to bear it any longer. He whispered a reminder: "Brother Guoming, we have important business to attend to this afternoon, we need to hurry."

"What business is more important than eating?" Wang Guoming waved his hand, ignoring him completely, and turned to Song You, saying, "By the way, brother, we haven't formally introduced ourselves yet. My name is Wang Guoming, and this is my master's assistant, Li Zhe. We're in Xiangcheng for an event and just stopped by for a bit."

"Song You." Song You also gave his name.

He observed the two of them discreetly, and had already made his judgment.

Although the two tried to hide it, their discerning eye and knowledge about ingredients were undeniable in their words and actions.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go prepare it right away." Song You said, turning and walking towards the kitchen.

He took a cleaned chicken out of the refrigerator. He had bought it at the market that morning, and the vendor had already slaughtered and plucked it, making it very clean.

He placed the chicken on the large stone slab in the yard that was specifically used for preparing food.

Wang Guoming and Li Zhe didn't go back to the table to sit down; instead, they stood a few steps away, watching with great interest.

Song You did not immediately make a move.

He reached out a hand and gently placed it on the lifeless chicken, then closed his eyes.

This had become an instinct, a ritual etched into his very bones.

[Sacred Arts].

Even if the object is dead, the Druid's reverence for life and the concept of cycles will not change.

"Thank you for nature's bounty; your flesh and blood will nourish new life..."

He recited the prayer in a low voice, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard.

This scene stunned both Wang Guoming and Li Zhe.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with a strange and puzzled expression.

Li Zhe lowered his voice and whispered in Wang Guoming's ear, "Brother Guoming, isn't this boss a bit strange? Why make such a fuss over killing a chicken?"

"Don't speak." Wang Guoming's expression turned serious. He waved his hand, signaling Li Zhe to be quiet. "Read on."

He had a gut feeling that this young man in front of him was no ordinary person.

After the prayer was finished, Song You opened his eyes.

The friendly demeanor of the farmhouse owner vanished without a trace.

Instead, there is a profound and focused tranquility.

He picked up the sharp knife next to him.

The blade flashed, so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.

Wang Guoming and Li Zhe's eyes widened instantly.

With a flick of his wrist, Song You made the ordinary dagger seem to come alive in his hand.

Debone, separate tendons, and cut into pieces.

The entire chicken's skeleton was completely removed, with not a single scrap of meat remaining.

Chicken legs, chicken breasts, and chicken wings are precisely cut into pieces, each piece being almost identical in size.

The whole process was smooth and rhythmic, without any unnecessary movements.

This is no longer just about knife skills; it's a craft, a level that can only be reached after having a thorough understanding of the structure of ingredients!

Li Zhe's mouth opened slightly. He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Is this the story of Butcher Ding dissecting an ox?

He had followed his master for many years and seen countless chefs handle ingredients, but none of them could make the violent and bloody process of dissection so aesthetically pleasing as this young man in front of him.

Wang Guoming's breathing became rapid. He stared intently at Song You's hands, his eyes blazing with intense light.

expert!

This is absolutely a top-notch expert!

"Boss Song!"

He could no longer restrain himself and strode forward. His previous affability and politeness vanished, replaced by a respect and excitement that only those who are colleagues can feel.

"Where did you learn your knife skills?"

Song You stopped what he was doing, looked up at him, and his expression had returned to calm.

"I just figured it out myself."

"Nonsense?" Wang Guoming almost choked on his own saliva.

If this level of knife skill could be figured out by guesswork, then chefs all over the world could go home and farm.

He didn't believe it at all, but he knew that if the other party didn't want to talk about it, he couldn't press them for an answer.

He took a deep breath and put on a sincere expression.

"To be honest, Mr. Song, we both have some knowledge of cooking; we're kind of enthusiasts."

He pointed to himself and Li Zhe.

"I wonder... could we go into the kitchen and observe your cooking process?"

Upon hearing this, even Li Zhe looked at him with some surprise.

When has he ever humbled himself to beg someone, given his status as a senior brother?

Song You was also somewhat surprised. He looked at the two of them, his gaze lingering on their faces for a few seconds.

These two are more than just enthusiasts.

Several thoughts raced through his mind.

Let them see, it's not a big deal.

The key to Druid cooking lies in the use of natural forces, which they cannot see.

As for technique, my cooking skills are only at the level of an ordinary chef. Without the blessing of the [Gourmet Druid], what I make is ultimately just a superficial resemblance.

"The kitchen is small, I'm afraid we won't be able to provide adequate hospitality," Song You said politely.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Wang Guoming quickly waved his hand, afraid that he would change his mind. "We won't cause trouble, we definitely won't give you any trouble, we'll just stand by and watch!"

Seeing his anxious look, Song You knew what was going on.

He nodded.

"Alright, then come in."