Just as I was about to assume the classic thinking posture of Commander Ikati, Luvica, who had been sitting obediently waiting for supper to be served, raised her hand and asked.

Xu Mo, what is vegetable tail soup?

I turned my head to look at the sound source, but saw Luvica staring at me curiously, I have lived in the Demon King City for so long, and the content of the meals eaten by the heroes who have always dined with me can definitely be described as high-end and domineering, so Luvica's understanding of some home-cooked dishes is naturally slightly worse.

Tail soup. I scratched my cheeks: this is quite troublesome to explain, if to put it simply, the prototype of this dish at the beginning is actually just to put all the dishes that were not eaten at the banquet outside in one bag, and then take it home and stir it up and eat it, okay, I admit that this statement is disgusting, but after all, the origin of what I just said, after the improvement, this dish tastes quite delicious.

Delicious? Luvica squinted back, seemingly unable to comprehend the classic of the soup.

Seeing that Luvica has already expressed an attitude of rejection towards this dish, if she attacks it from the front, the effect will definitely not be good, and the best way at this time is to save the country.

Luvica, do you remember the hot pot you ate before?

Do you mean to give me a small pot and all kinds of ingredients and let me make my own zuò dishes? Luvica looked up in thought, and then the corners of her mouth raised a very shallow upward arc: this is the first food I have managed to cook on my own, and I am deeply impressed.

It's your own cooking, but the only thing you do is throw the ingredients into the boiling hot water...... Be patient, and even though my heart is full of lust for complaining, I must not dampen Luvica's enthusiasm at this time.

Inhale, exhale, Xu Mo, you did a good job, you managed to survive!

Xu Mo, why did you suddenly slam your forehead on the table?

Although from the perspective of the inner world, I was simply shouting to myself, but the reality was that I had to rely on masochistic behavior to barely stop the imminent complaint.

It's okay, it's just a ritual to make the food that waits for you to bring in more delicious food. I rubbed my sore forehead and said, "Where did we just go?"

Touch!

Before answering me, Luvica slammed her head on the table, needless to say, the single-celled Seraphs must have believed the ritual I had just improvised to rip out.

Raising her head from the sunken tabletop, Luvica's face at this time was even sticky with sawdust, even if she restrained her strength, the Seraph's head hammer was not something that an ordinary table could bear, and it was directly smashed out of a face-shaped depression.

You are just mentioning hot pot.

I clapped my hands twice and motioned for the dark priests in the city to replace the wooden table, and by the way, for them to move Fino aside, curled up in a ball.

No problem, then let's move on to hot pot. While the Dark Priest was busy, I sat down and talked to Luvica, and since Luvica had the ability to see through lies, how to avoid arousing Luvica's suspicion became the most important issue when lying.

The process of making zuò in a hot pot is to boil the water in a small pot, throw the ingredients in, and wait for the ingredients to cook. I counted the three fingers in order, and then retracted the fingers in reverse: the process of making the soup is to take out the cauldron, throw the ingredients in, and wait for the ingredients to cook. And with that said, Luvica should have something in common between the two.

The common denominator is that both hot pot and tail soup are cooked by throwing the ingredients into a large pot. Luvica replied with a confident look, but she didn't know that even if she was a preschool child, she could easily show it: I understand, so the vegetable tail soup is a hot pot.

I reached out and wiped my face, and Luvica's conclusion was not an exaggeration.

You'll be mistaken, I just want to say that hot pot is similar to cabbage soup, since it is also a dish where the ingredients are thrown into a large pot to cook, then it makes no sense that you can accept hot pot but not cabbage soup. I have to admit that it was my mistake, that the curve was too big to save the country, and as a result, the conversation began to unfold in the wrong direction.

Understanding, it's my way of thinking that is too narrow. After explaining the words, Luvica quickly nodded in agreement with my statement, and a new question was raised: What does the soup taste like?

Well, that's a bit of a difficult question to answer. I spread my hands and smiled helplessly: The taste of cabbage soup is generally not standard, after all, how it tastes is mainly taken from what was put in the cooking process, it is just the opposite of hot pot is that hot pot is to prepare a pot of soup and then put the ingredients to cook, and the ingredients of vegetable tail soup are dishes that have been completed, you must know that the finished food has its own taste, if you just fool around with personal preference, then the cooked things can only be called kitchen waste, Only by mastering the compatibility between each dish and blending it can the result be a real tail soup.

…… It's a bit complicated. Everyone knows that creatures like angels don't have a very high EQ or IQ, so it's no surprise that Luvica didn't digest what I was saying for a moment.

Let's put it simply, the risotto should have been eaten, right? The successful vegetable tail soup tastes almost exactly the same after being mixed with rice. Although I have said so many words in front of me, in fact, as a rookie, I don't have sensitive taste buds, and it's easy to say that light food is good, and if it's a heavy food, I can't distinguish the subtle taste of the food at all, which is why I hate the heavy food of the other world so much.

I see, risotto? Luvica closed her eyes in thought, but after half a while, she didn't see her open them again, as if she had remained seated like this.

As I was about to reach out and wave it in front of Luvica's eyes to see if she was still awake, a drop of saliva suddenly drooped from the corner of Luvica's mouth, and swallowing continued to sound in her throat......

Lord Demon, may I ask you for your supper? The Dark Priest was forced by the light elemental position of the Seraph to hide outside the kitchen and ask me in fear.

Send it in, she'll wake up when the food is served.

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Miscellaneous:

Before I knew it, it was Friday again, and I finally survived the serial bombardment of the midterm exam.

Meow quack, quack, rattle, I hope this time I can cross the three rivers or recommend the application orz

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