The Tallinn people guessed correctly, Mu Yan did treat this large group of people to a meal, and it was a way of eating that he had never seen before.

Out of nowhere, he got a big black cauldron. Well, it's not quite right to say it's a pot, it's more like a water tank.

Then he set up the water tank, which was grilled over a blazing fire, and the water tank was divided into two halves by an S-shaped partition, half of which was rich in fleshy bone broth and half was red soup with spicy oil, which made me very appetizing to watch.

Ten people, including the two souls, sat in a circle, and the fresh vegetables and meat were suspended in the air by the wizard, and whoever wanted them reached out and threw them into the pot according to their taste, and when they were almost cooked, they fished them out and dipped them in spices and what Mu Yan called "oil bowls" - which he made from various plant crumbs and sauces.

At first, Ricky was just curious and thought the format was creative, but after dipping it in spices and tasting the venison she had cooked herself, she fell in love with the taste and couldn't stop it.

Although the people of Tallinn love food, they don't know how to cook, so there is a strong sense of self-satisfaction in this mouthful, which gives him the illusion that "I am awesome".

Not only him, but everyone else was addicted to it, and even the transformable Ambri didn't have the dignity of being a captive. From the beginning of his neck rather than obey, to Mu Yan stuffed a mouthful of shabu shabu shabu with sauce, it took less than five seconds, after that, his movements were so swift, his decisive attack, and his gentle attitude made Ricky couldn't help but wonder if the beast soul in this guy's body was a wolf or a dog.

Seemingly stimulated by Bane, Uno is not to be outdone. The mixed-race hipsters show amazing hand speed, and the pick-up is called a fast. And he seems to have a natural instinct for time control, and he mastered the "seven up and eight down" shabu shabu skills without waiting for Mu Yan to speak.

The most terrifying thing is that he threw in seven or eight kinds of ingredients in a row, and he could accurately pick them out one by one after different times, not panicking at all, but looking extremely calm and calm, quite a general.

It is also thanks to everyone's first contact with hot pot, they are very restrained, and they do not take the initiative to touch other people's food, so that Uno can perform to his heart's content, if they are all old fritters, with the metabolic ability of this group of people, the hot pot is afraid to eat skewers, put it in the soup and rub it out and eat it, the hand is fast, the hand is slow.

I have to say that the table communication left by the ancestors is very reasonable, especially in the lively atmosphere of eating hot pot, the three groups of people who originally didn't know each other quickly became acquainted.

Jerry and Ricky hooked up with each other, and the latter snatched spices from the former's oil bowl, which the brothers had mixed themselves, much to the displeasure of the Tallinns.

Uno and Bane seemed to be on a tight line, each with faster and faster hand speeds, and there was a vague tendency to pull out the afterimage.

As for Amathe, he kept putting food on his father-in-law's side with a cold face - he couldn't eat it anyway, but Glazer kept saying "Hannonle [Elf: thank you]".

It looks like the elves have opened their hearts.

The most normal person in the audience was Eric. Of course, it would have been better if he hadn't kept chatting with Mu Yan, Suria, who had been unable to interject about this, expressed some anger, but when Mu Yan asked her, she said that it was nothing.

"It's been so long, and I still can't understand a woman's mind."

Mu Yan was a little helpless.

He remembered a story that Principal Wynne had told before.

Morrowind's library has two books with almost identical covers, one called "What Men Are Thinking" and the other "What Women Are Thinking", and each time a self-righteous student guesses the names of the two books according to their thickness, but no one ever guesses correctly, because the thinner one only writes one sentence.

"You're trying to understand women like that?"

Generally speaking, the story ends here, but it has a supplemental version. Even in the previous book, there is only one sentence.

"There's no way a woman could read this book, so we didn't write anything." Because this sentence is longer, it is thicker.

……

After eating the hot pot, Mu Yan asked about Jerry's itinerary unexpectedly, and didn't criticize them as Ricky thought, but just asked Sulia's opinion.

The girl also said that if it weren't for the two of them, they wouldn't be reunited, so she forgave the two.

Jerry rolled his eyes inwardly, even if he didn't look at Ricky's eyes, he knew what he was going to say at this point.

"Mr. Mu Yan, are you going to Vadan City next?"

Mu Yan was a little surprised, not only him, but also the werewolf Bane, who was retied up as a prisoner after eating.

"Are you going to Vataan City for revenge?" The old butler interjected.

"What? Are you against? Ricky pointed to the rope on his body, reminding him to be aware of his identity.

"No, since the death of the people brought out, I have nothing to do with the Sherlock family." Bane shook his head. "I made a pact with Sherlock's grandfather that I couldn't watch the family ruined in front of my eyes, and although I failed, the bonds of the pact remained. If you insist on going to Vadan City, you can deal with me here first, but after that please throw me into the River Styx, as part of the contract. ”

"Usually people who say this kind of line don't die, you're smart, Mr. Bane." Mu Yan said with a smile, he found that after chatting with the writer for a meal, his brain hole also slipped sideways in an unpredictable direction.

"Death is a relief to me, not a punishment, young man." Bane looked disdainful, and the old butler stood straight even when he was tied.

"The so-called talent of the Ambri may seem boastful to you, but it is a curse, and you cannot imagine how difficult it is to keep a man sane under the instincts of the beast, which requires not only great perseverance, but also a lot of money, but as we all know, beasts do not make money."

"Money?" Mu Yan said curiously.

Bane replied, "It's for buying potions to stay awake, which is why I joined the Sherlock family."

Hearing this, before Mu Yan could speak, he heard Glazer say, "Mr. Bane, I have some research on pharmacy, why don't we make a deal."

"Let me help you destroy the Sherlocks? Sorry, I can't do that. Bane was wary.

"No, no, it's just for you to do the duty of a guard." The old man said with a smile, then raised his hand. "I swear by my soul that I will not coerce you into making a move against the Sherlock family, and if you do so, I will let the Mi Chao people brand my soul and be their slaves forever?"

Bane frowned and looked at the other party, thinking that this oath could not be false, so he nodded and agreed.

Mu Yan couldn't help but smile and watched the two old men walk aside, and then looked around.

He was surprised to find that the team had suddenly grown a lot.

From the beginning of just the two of them, to the addition of Ricky not long ago, to the explosion now, with three more acquaintances and three natives from Lokan, if you count Miss Grace who fell into a coma, there are already eleven people.

Thinking of this, he also has some confidence in what he is about to face.

Man is such a creature, and when it comes to responsibility, courage comes with it, and it is for this reason that this group occupies the most fertile land of Lokan with the worst talents, which even the gods do not expect.

As he looked around at the crowd, others looked at him.

Needless to say, the admiration in her eyes is probably only undetectable by Mu Yan himself.

Amacer's gaze was calm, but there was a faint hint of resistance surging in the depths. This elf wasted a lot of time because of a man-made conspiracy, and no matter how good he was, he would be angry, but he was temporarily suppressed by his reason.

Jerry and Tom are a little intimidated, but they share Eric's curiosity, and in their opinion, as long as they have a relationship with the young wizard, life will be colorful, such as this "hot pot".

Ricky looked at Mu Yan as calmly as his nephew, his life has never lacked stories, but he used to be alone, but this time it was much more lively with more partners.

As for our writer, the hero of the story is right in front of him, how can he not be excited?

Facing everyone's gaze, Mu Yan smiled and touched his nose.

"It seems...... What should I say. ”

He spoke Heru, and Ricky smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Of course, you're the leader now."

Mu Yan looked a little helpless.

"It's really a bit of a problem, you don't understand the language, and you have to talk to me twice.

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