Chapter Twenty-Three: A Leprechaun Who Loves Food
I ended up taking a taxi back, but the alley was too far from my house. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Until I returned to my little apartment, I washed up and went to bed, and my husband didn't say a word. When I finally realized that Mr. hadn't eaten yet, I suddenly understood that Mr. was having a little emotion.
"Sir, say a word."
"Hmph, didn't you have a good time talking to those youkai along the way? It's a skeleton again, it's a hairball again. β
"Hehe, sir, if you eat too much vinegar, it will be sour, sour, and the smell on your body will not smell good."
"Fool, how can I be jealous."
"Okay, okay, I'm jealous. I was a little surprised that the group of youkai came suddenly. Besides, when they said they came to escort me, I was quite impressed. But sir, you haven't said a word since they came, and I'm jealous. β
"Hmph, youkai are not easy to believe, give you a lesson, let you remember it for a long time."
"I see, sir."
"Human, have you forgotten something?"
"Well, what did I forget?"
"Think again?"
"Well, I think about it, what did I forget, I'll think about it again, um......"
"I haven't eaten yet! Untrustworthy human beings, you said to feed me, did you do it?! β
"Ah, sir, I thought you weren't going to talk about it tonight, and then tomorrow you will be out of town."
"Human, you ......"
"What do you think this is, sir?"
I pulled a bracelet-like thing out of my coat pocket, and I had just knocked the skull flying and it fell out of its cloak.
"Where did it come from?"
"Sir, in fact, not long after we met the skull, I noticed that there was something good about it, and thanks to Ho Ho jumping around on it, it was so unbearable that it leaked its breath from its cloak. I felt the same aura as the skull 'bribed' you that day, well, it was the kind of energy you said sir, that made them follow me.
Although they know how to be grateful, and they have a certain sincerity when they say that they want to escort me, I can sense that there is still deception in the skull's words, and I guess they must be trying to get me to help or use me for something. I thought, if they asked me to help, I'd let the skull trade it for it, and who knew that the skull was going to cut it first, and I couldn't bear it anymore to punch it and let it fall out. I picked it up secretly, sir, this thing should be good for you, isn't it better to absorb this than to eat a big meal? β
"Cut, it's just a gadget, it's worth your trouble, but it's a little good for you, you can take it. And thisβ"
I saw that my husband conjured up a string of things that were exactly the same as the bracelet in my hand and handed it to me.
"Sir, wasn't this what the skull gave you that day? I thought you ......"
"Hmph, I don't need to. I'm hungry, go cook me a bowl of rice balls. β
"Yes, sir."
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On Saturday, my husband and I went to the pastry class, and the teacher who came to the class was a foreign teacher named Daniel. Looks like he is in his twenties, tall, blond hair and blue eyes, and deep facial features, a typical handsome Western guy. When he came in wearing the costume of a pastry chef and carrying a cake, a large number of girls shouted: "So handsome!" β
Although this pastry teacher is quite handsome, I am more interested in the cake in his hand. It was a very good-looking cake, with a chocolate bread underneath, which was fluffy and sweet when you bite into it, with strawberries and kiwi on top and blueberries in a circle, all of which were delicious fruits, and I could already feel the mellow flavor of chocolate and the sweetness of fruits.
Well, think, eat.
"Good morning, everyone, today we are going to make a bucara cake, this is the finished cake. This cake is easy to make and suitable for beginners. Its ingredients are mainly chocolate and fruits, which are very suitable for girls' tastes. Let me teach you how to make this Bucarat cake.
The first thing to do is the following layer of packs. Nowadays, many girls only like to eat the cream and fruit part of a cake, in fact, it is only because the bread part under the cake does not have an appetizing taste, so today, we carefully make this bread softer, and incorporate chocolate into it, and the taste will be better.
The first thing we need to do is to isolate the egg yolk, stir the egg yolk well, add corn oil, heat it with 50 grams of milk, dissolve it with coffee powder and pour it in. Sift in the cake flour and stir well to make a paste of coffee egg yolks. Here we have to pay attention, be sure to ......"
Daniel's explanation is so vivid that it seems that even his nice voice melts into the cake. But what caught my attention the most was not his nice voice, but the "leprechaun" that came out of his hair. It was really a little goblin, about the size of a cherry, with a body like a little human girl, wearing a white dress, and a bee-like tentacle on its head, and it flapped a pair of butterfly-like wings to fly around, and the colorful points of light on the wings were shining like jewels.
This little guy is so pretty.
It was very curious about the cake Daniel was making, and stopped on Daniel's shoulder, staring seriously at the movements in his hands with a pair of big eyes, and making a soft and cute "babbling" sound from time to time.
I was so busy as I followed Daniel's steps while I had to be distracted by the pretty little leprechaun.
"Yikes!" When I was pouring the flour into the bowl, the little goblin suddenly flew over, and planted himself in the flour bag, and the white flour puffed my face, and my vision was a little blurred, and I only heard the little goblin laughing happily in my ear: "Your method is not right, doing that will produce a lot of bubbles, you have to be like Daniel, really, not serious at all, you know to look at me, now you can't see it." β
"That classmate, the flour is poured into the bowl, not on the face. Quick, there's a restroom over there, let's go clean it first. Daniel also noticed the situation on my side, and his tone was a little playful.
It's not your goblin yet. I can only say this silently in my heart, and it is also sad.
I'm just here to learn how to make a cake, and I can meet a little monster, and it's just naughty.
I sighed inwardly and silently walked to the bathroom to clean up.
"Sir, what kind of monster is that, it looks so beautiful, I didn't expect it to be so naughty!"
"A kind of food-loving demon is transformed by the power of faith generated by the love of human beings. Usually this kind of goblin has a pure mind and is quite proficient in food. They have no other power, but they can add blessings to their favorite food, which will make the food taste better. β
"In other words, it's a walking food-making machine. Sir, if we bring it back, won't I have to work hard here? β
"Is your focus just on food?"
"Ahem, then, actually, I want to ask what is the power of faith?"