Lord In A Western Fantasy World

Chapter 8

Tim finally obeyed the lord"s orders.

She was still reluctant to add too much, so she only put half a piece of meat in the white ground bean soup. The meat was cut so finely that after dividing it into a dozen portions, each person could only taste the meat.

But this little bit of meat is enough to surprise and delight those who were still battling for a slightly larger bowl of white bean soup today.

The people of Mershburg never had time to rest at noon, and they were already used to working with sweat in the sun, and they noticed that Tim didn"t care much when he came out with a cauldron. It wasn"t until Tim"s children ran out of the castle holding the containers that were once used by slaves that a faint thought arose in their minds.

And that guess was confirmed when Tim beckoned them over.

Jill was a nimble goblin who jumped to the front all of a sudden. He was accustomed to not thinking of the best in everything, and asked Tim casually: " Is the meal time changed to noon in the future? "

　　" I don"t think so, " Tim replied. " My lord asked me to prepare three meals a day for you. "

　　"... What did you say? Three meals a day? "

The survivors who followed behind also heard this sentence, and some even stumbled under their feet and almost fell. Before they could return to their senses, they heard Jill"s younger brother d**k looking up and saying, " Brother, the smell of this soup is so strange, it seems a little different from before. "

Tim prepared a bowl of white ground bean broth, and his always tired and silent face was filled with a smile for the first time ever: " Little guy, your nose is very sharp - it"s the taste of meat. "

crowd exploded in an uproar, and several people sniffed and sniffed subconsciously.

goblins who first met Lucia had already seen the snake meat feast, and they were not too surprised when they were happy, but the survivors who escaped from the dungeon did not expect to be able to eat their own food at all. Smell meat. They took the bowl of soup in a trance, looked at the shredded pork floating on it, and only reacted after a long while.

　　This is not a dream.

　　This was the first meal that the survivors ate after leaving the dungeon. In fact, they were already hungry and thirsty, but they had been habitually enduring it. A bowl of hot broth was in hand, and no one spoke for a while, almost all of them buried their faces in the soup bowl - even the goblins who had eaten the snake meat feast were no exception.

a bowl of soup, the burning hunger finally subsided a little. One and a half people licked the bottom of the bowl clean and sighed contentedly: " I have n"t smelled meat for a long time. "

His tone was a bit emotional, and a goblin nodded in agreement and couldn"t help l*****g his lips: " But I remember that there is not much meat in the cellar, and the land has to be replanted, and it will not be like before in thirty days. Trade with other camps. I"m afraid it won"t be long before we eat white beans every day. "

　　" It doesn"t matter. I"m full of energy now. Such a rare meat taste can satisfy me once I taste it. "

Tim listened, hesitated for a moment, and didn"t tell them what the lord said. After all, she herself didn"t quite understand what that sentence meant - was born in this barren land, can you really not worry about food?

She didn"t speak, but Jill couldn"t help but said: " You don"t know, Lord Lord once hunted a giant snake and cooked a snake meat feast for us. It"s not the thin shredded meat in these soups, It was real roast snake meat, and we were all mouth-watering at that time. ”

recalled the good taste in his heart, and couldn"t help saying: "The Lord is so powerful, kind and generous, if there are beasts without eyes that come to our territory, we may be able to taste the taste of meat again.. ”

Those goblins have seen Lucia hunting pythons in the pepper forest, but no one would guess that the Lord Lord will leave this camp and step into the forest again. That is too whimsical. Whether it is Mershburg or other territories, the lord never leaves the area protected by the city wall.

What"s more, it is the duty of knights and warriors to go out to hunt. How can a lord above and above do such a thing.

The tired body was comforted by a bowl of broth, a sensitive and attentive female human put the rice bowl into the pot, and suddenly remembered something: " There is not much meat in the cellar? "

　　" I remember there were only four pieces of meat left. "

　　The person who asked the question paused and looked at Tim subconsciously: " There are only four pieces of meat left? Lord Lord can"t eat a few meats. You prepare broth for us, if she- "

Tim was the cook for the first time, and they thought she had made the broth on her own accord. Tim frowned and muttered displeasedly: " Do you think I"m a mouse that fell into a rice jar? I"m not that stupid guy who doesn"t know how to measure. "

Jill replied, " Tim didn"t dare to add meat to our soup without the Lord "s consent - I guess she will only prepare the same white ground beans as before for us to boil water. "

The human was quiet for a moment and couldn"t help but mutter: " This Lord Lord is really different from the previous one. "

They have long been accustomed to being ruled by others, and there are rulers in every city-state that originally existed on the Ketasi continent, without exception. After escaping the control of the previous tyrant, they still did not have the courage to survive alone, and no one disputed that Lucia became the new lord.

But this does not mean that some of them have never been at a loss or questioned.

Those who were hesitant on the first day of the new lord"s appointment disappeared, and an indescribable emotion surged in the hearts of those who were once uneasy.

　　And at this moment, the new lord they were thinking about was sitting in the dining room of the stone castle, staring at the plate of wine and cooking meat in front of them, and fell into contemplation.

Demons had apparently visited this dining room. The floor was covered with cobweb-like cracks, the long table was cut in half, and the chairs were lying on the ground.

Lucia chose to eat here with a sense of ceremony, moving a chair to the low cabinet next to the lampstand, and then put her lunch on the low cabinet. This was the first time she tried food on the ground. She was looking forward to it. She picked up a knife and fork, cut a piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

The next second, her eyebrows couldn"t help but twitch.

　　... what a strange taste.

The taste on the taste buds is really indescribable, and the overly strong spices fill her nose and mouth, making her involuntarily put down her knife and fork and start to be silent.

　　This is her first time trying ground race food.

Lucia repeated this to herself again in her heart, stiffened for a few seconds, then cut a small piece of meat again and put it in her mouth.

　　... that strange smell intensified.

Lucia bit her head to finish the lunch, and when she left the dining room, she happened to bump into Tim. The goblin hurriedly took the plate in her hand, hesitated for a moment, but couldn"t help but ask: " Lord Lord, are you still satisfied with this meat? "

　　This is an important question about how long she can be a cook, and the tension and anticipation in Tim"s tone are obvious. Lucia did not hesitate and answered honestly: " Not very satisfied. "

　　This was so straightforward that Tim"s face turned pale in an instant, and his lips trembled. But before she could rush to get a chance to make amends for herself, Lucia spoke again: " I will write a few recipes for you later, and you will cook my meals according to the instructions in the recipes. "

　　Not only did the lord not get angry with her, but he also wrote the recipe for her personally.

Tim was stunned, the words stuck in her throat before she had time to say it, making her feel a little sore in her throat. But she quickly remembered something and said weakly: "... Lord Lord, I can"t read. "

Lucia "s expression became a little surprised at that moment, as if illiterate was something very strange. Tim was inexplicably embarrassed by this look, and quickly added: " No, it"s not just me who can"t read, I think most of the residents of Mershburg can"t read words. "

Lucia "s expression became a little more serious: "... Is that so? "

　　Literacy is very important, and most of her happiness in the abyss is obtained from the books dropped by the adventurers. Lucia silently added the task of teaching her people to read in her heart, and then waved to Tim.

The ingredients in the abyss are not much different from those on the mainland. She took out a few ingredients from the cellar and showed Tim how to deal with them. After all, this is related to her daily appetite and appetite, Lucia taught her very carefully, and she didn"t notice that the eyes of the goblin had slowly filled with tears.

　　" And white ground beans, " Lucia said, remembering something, " you can try cutting them into pieces and frying them with seasonings. "

Unlike ingredients and spices, seasonings are directly stored in the castle kitchen. There were dozens of sacks of white earth beans in the cellar, and Lucia simply took one out and started it herself.

Peel off the dark yellow outer skin of white ground beans, and the white and tender fruits inside are exposed. Lucia cut them into slices neatly with a knife, poured some lard on the bottom of the pot, and then put the white ground bean slices into the pot evenly.

The usually bland and tasteless white ground beans gradually showed a golden color under the stir-fry, and after adding the seasoning, they exuded a tempting aroma. Lucia said: " Try it. "

Tim was already stunned by the Lord"s action, his body began to move mechanically obediently, and he picked up the steaming white bean chips and put it into his mouth.

　　" God..." she blurted out, " is this really white ground beans? "

　　It was only after the words fell that Tim realized that he had said something stupid and blushed involuntarily. The lord said to her: " As long as you change the way, many things will bloom with different colors. "

　　This sentence is very difficult to understand. Tim holds the piece of white ground beans and thinks in his heart: delicious is delicious, but this cooking method needs to add lard and seasoning, which is too extravagant. The stock of seasonings in the kitchen is not much left, so I still have to make boiled white beans for dinner.

Lucia had just finished her lunch, and she left this to Tim. The goblin was reluctant to enjoy it alone, and called for his child.

The little goblin"s face was dark red from the scorching sun, sweating profusely squatting in the corner of the kitchen, grabbing white ground beans and stuffing it into his mouth. Tim urged: " Eat quickly, and go back to work when you"re done. "

The little goblin devoured it, his mouth full, and said vaguely, " Can I still eat white beans like this in the future? "

Tim didn"t speak for a moment, reaching out to wipe the sweat from the little goblin"s forehead.

　　" Of course, " she finally nodded, as if speaking to the little goblin, but also to herself, "the Lord is so powerful, we will have a better life in the future. "