It's no wonder that after the elven elder sensed his majestic spiritual power, he tried his best to keep himself, and he was really a cunning fox.

However, this is exactly what you mean, so pretend not to know.

After chatting for a long time, under the leadership of the enthusiastic elf, I came to the open-air canteen hungry.

More than 3,000 naturally growing square colored wooden stakes are benches, a long table as white as jade, and sparse young leaves.

Sure enough, it is a forest elf, even if there are less than a hundred elven mages, but they still advocate natural life.

However, what kind of trouble are you going to make with your medium-rare barbecue with little salt, the lightly flavored roasted fruit, and a bowl of crystal clear water?

Mistreating the Flying Eagle?

Yevre looked around, but found that there was the same food all around, so he reluctantly continued to eat with a sharp beak.

Very reluctantly, he ate the small portion of food in front of him, but he was not full at all.

Less than ten pounds of food, what do you want Yevre to do, it's desperate.

Didn't you just get nearly 300,000 pounds of ground-level ingredients, why are you so picky?

And it's so fresh and refined, aren't you afraid of being overturned?

Something is wrong, this kind of food, a dry forest elf still eats it with relish, and I don't dislike it at all.

Look at the little guy opposite, he actually licked the meat plate clean.

No, for the sake of my stomach and in order to better fit in, I have to go to the back kitchen of the forest elf for a while.

Since the identification function has been upgraded, Yevre has been able to identify most of the animals and plants below the Heaven Rank, but unfortunately he still can't identify weapons and armor and treasures for free, which is a pity.

Along the way, Yevre found a lot of savage seasoning plants, not only common varieties, but also several on the ground level.

It's just that it wasn't very convenient at the time, and I didn't have a place to carry it, so I let it go.

After waiting in place for a while, Yevre beckoned a Primal Realm elf, and after a while, promised him a taste of the outside world, and then went to the kitchen a mile away.

Along the way, Yevre finally had time to take a look around.

A neatly planned green avenue, all the way to the depths of the canyon, on both sides of the road, planted with many vines, said to be very tough, comparable to Xuanjie equipment, and easy to control, can be regarded as a line of defense.

The exquisite tree houses, large or small, are like being in a fairy tale, with green trees, with countless young leaves, and a large number of hanging flowers.

It seems that even in such a down-and-out situation, the forest elves who have changed their sword skills beyond recognition still have a heart for beauty.

In addition to the quaint little tree that is heavily guarded and unintroduced, there are also many fruit trees deliberately planted in the canyon, as well as a very special blue tree.

Under the proud and brief introduction of the Ground Rank Primal Elves, Yevre also made an appraisal by the way.

Mantuo fruit tree: a carnivorous plant under the stairs It can ripen 10,000 fruits a year, is as hard as iron, and has strong violent attributes.

A very good kind of aggressive plant, that is, it is not easy to cultivate, there are only more than fifty plants in the entire canyon, and a large number of prey are absorbed by the mandala fruit tree.

No wonder I haven't eaten enough, there are these big stomach kings, and a bunch of elves are suffering.

Shi Shiran stepped into the spacious and bright plant construction kitchen, and Yevre greeted several chefs who were cleaning up warmly.

"Excuse me, can I come in and cook some food and entertain my brothers?"

Under the banner of the Primordial Elf named Morris next to him, Yevre shyly pleaded.

"No problem! We also just opened our eyes to see what our compatriots from the outside world usually eat. But is it convenient for you to do this?"

With a hint of doubt and curiosity, several tall and handsome elven chefs nodded in agreement.

"No problem, although the wings are not very convenient, I can use mental power to control them. ”

Yevre, whose mental power has skyrocketed, has not trained much during this time, although he still can't control heavy objects like the Sky Shaking Hammer out of thin air, but it is still easy to control thousands of pounds of objects with mental power.

Moreover, for the side quest, Yevre has to fight if he doesn't fight.

Just while eating, the Crimson Codex popped up with a new side quest.

Side Quest: Conquer the stomachs of 2,000 forest elves with 10 new nine-star dishes within a time limit of 20 days.

Reward: 2,000 exercises

Quest Punishment: Forest Elf opinion is greatly reduced

Yevre, who couldn't find the trace of the demon and couldn't complete the fourth ring of the main quest, finally waited for the new side quest.

Looking at the clear soup and watery food just now, Yevre can be said to have a great increase in confidence.

After talking to a few chefs and summing up the tastes of the forest elves, Yevre went the other way and planned to subvert their light tastes with something hot and exciting.

Unfortunately, after wandering around the kitchen, Yevre didn't find any seasonings such as peppercorns, chili peppers, green onions, ginger and garlic, so he stayed for a while, and after getting the guarantee of the elf chef, he left in a hurry.

With only a dozen simple seasonings, the elf kitchen can't satisfy Yevre's cooking skills.

Finding the newly finished district, Brizia told him about his intentions, and after begging hard, he reluctantly agreed to let Yevre go out hunting with him in three days, looking for seasonings by the way.

After getting the permission, Yevre, who had nothing to do, chatted for a while again, and then walked back to the kitchen, and with the consent of the elf cook, he showed off his knife skills.

The kitchen knife, which was detached from the wrist and only controlled by mental power, danced, like a dragon, rolling back and forth unrestrainedly.

In order to show that he is not a false name, Yevre showed off the basic knife work he usually practiced.

or chop, or cut, or flower knife, or chop......

When a plate of meat slices as thin as cicada wings and almost transparent, a plate of evenly sized meat steaks, and a plate of meat of the same size with full particles and no juice flowing out, they are neatly placed in front of you.

Seeing the skillful flying kitchen knives and looking at the good semi-finished ingredients, several elf chefs nodded with satisfaction, and temporarily left Yevre in the back kitchen to be a cutting board master.

That's right, it's the chopping board master, and before the rest of the seasoning is found, Yevre still has to find some work for himself, and can't be an idler with nothing to do.

After receiving the recognition, Yevre opened his tongue and told some nonsensical anecdotes about the outside world one by one, to the hearts of several elven chefs led by Pasley.

When the relationship between several people became more and more harmonious, it was already evening.

The forest elves, who still practice three meals a day, also need to eat dinner.

Jevre didn't take the initiative to meddle in the preparation of the roast meat and fruit, but just took care of the ingredients and watched from the sidelines.

Seeing that the meat was too thick and the fishy smell was too strong, even with special juice to cover it up, Yevre still didn't open his mouth indiscriminately.

The seasoning is not even, and it is useless to say it.

As for the roasted fruit, which resembled a European-style roasted tomato, Yevre had always considered it heretical.

The crisp and delicious, sweet and sour fruits, and the charred black skin of the roasted fruit are like fruit chunks dipped in chili noodles, all of which are dark dishes.

It's not as good as the sour field of Greentown, at least it's appetizing.

The barbecue was marinated in fruit juice made from more than a dozen kinds of fruits, sprinkled with a little blue salt, and a few crushed spices.

As for the roasted fruit is not put in any seasoning, pure flavor.

These elven chefs don't seem to have the habit of making soup, they just strain the water repeatedly, then boil it, and after it cools down rapidly, it becomes the same as Yevre saw before.

If Yevre was allowed to make a living from this every day, he would have died sooner, and he would have suffered a crime.

The elf chef is also weird, in addition to the blue fine salt, there are only more than ten strange plants that exude a faint fragrance, which is a bit similar to rosemary and the nine-story tower.

At first, Yevre thought it was a frugal recipe for fleeing, but after talking about it, it was actually the traditional food of the forest elves, which had been for many, many years and had not changed much.

As for the issue of eating meat, which Yevre has always wondered about, it has also been officially explained.

Forest elves are omnivorous creatures, not pure vegetarians.

It's all caused by those nonsense, whimsical fantasy novels, saying that the elves are all vegetarians, and they almost got out of trouble.

He added a little more salt to his portion of the roast, and after the roast was nine years old, Yevre barely swallowed it.

The barbecue is the same as the noon one, with a rich bloody smell coming to the nose.

As for the roasted fruit of the dark cuisine, Jevre took the initiative to share it with the children.

Watching the forest elves who were not very active, one by one destroying the food that had not changed for thousands of years, Yevre felt a little sad.

It's really hard now, there are no top masters, and it's difficult to move in this forest surrounded by demonic beasts, but you can't abuse elves.

No, you can't abuse yourself.

It's a pity that in this kind of place where he doesn't know the roots, Yevre doesn't plan to use the spare spices in the storage ring, otherwise he would need to find an opportunity to go out.

In case the elven elven elder who was not simple at first glance sensed the spatial fluctuations when the storage ring was opened, became greedy, and played some conspiracy, would he resist or resist?

After all, there are also many powerhouses in the forest elf ancestor who are in the mortal stage, so it is impossible not to have a description of storage equipment.

Although the total amount of his spiritual power is considerable, after all, it is only a first-level exercise, and I am afraid that the power will still be discounted.

The strong body that I used to be proud of has become a shortcoming, and if I really fight in close combat, I am afraid that I will lose blood luck.

Maybe it's because I watched too many film and television dramas in those years, Yevre is always a little paranoid, and he always feels that there are people who want to harm me.

After coming to the Heru continent for so long, he has never really opened his heart to anyone, even Lias and Ziophra are just signed partners, and they can't usher in a real inner monologue.

I don't know if this group of forest elves will be different, I hope I don't let myself feel the coldness of the world again.

"It's okay, you can eat! Eat more, so that you can grow up quickly." ”

Yevre deliberately sat next to a group of children, and the rest of the elves just looked at it curiously, and did not deliberately make things difficult.

Even the elven elder with twinkling eyes just smiled and continued to chew on the peculiarly tasting barbecue.

While placing the roasted fruit on the dinner plate of a cute elf with delicate features, a thin body, and a height of less than five feet, he whispered.

"Well, thank you, Uncle Ray. People love to eat fruits, roasted hot, soft, but delicious. ”

The elf named Amon Sili is only fifteen years old this year, and his voice is crisp, but he is very polite and unusually cute.

Compared to the forest elves who only came of age at the age of sixty, Amunsiri, who was only fifteen years old, was really still a child.

While shaking his head and enjoying the roasted black fruit, he smiled sweetly, and the little dimple was cute.

Hey, these crappy elf chefs, what have they done to destroy the taste buds of children.

It is incumbent upon oneself to steer such wrong things back on track.

"Eat more if it's delicious, and I'll give you all the roasted fruits from my uncle in the future." ”

Yevre is really insensitive to this dark cuisine.

After forcibly swallowing the barbecue, Yevre continued to help clean up in the kitchen for a while, and then came to the square, standing aside, chatting with the rest of the elves from time to time, and casually looking at the elves who continued to cultivate.