Before Cesar could say hello, when he heard that the meal had begun, the Night Elves gathered around at once, all waiting for the person in charge to distribute the food. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Contrary to the previous distribution method, Eren asked the Night Elves to line up on a first-come, first-served basis, regardless of age, gender, or position, and each person came over with a clay bowl and received food from the pot.

A few tall night elves, according to Allen's instructions, brought a few huge pots, placed them in front of everyone, opened them, and suddenly a fragrance came to their nostrils.

This is a food that the people have never seen before, in fact, even according to the normal course of history, the Night Elves have no chance of rice, in order to survive, they are more likely to collect wild fruits in the woods, dig wild vegetables, and become quasi-vegetarians like other forest animals.

Of course, the reason for adding the word "quasi" is because some Night Elves are still carnivorous, including druids. Cenarius, the god of the forest, taught them the balance of nature, but he was not averse to predators, believing that the food chain was also an important part of balance.

It's a little farther, but let's get down to business.

The rice cooked in these pots of Eren was prepared early in the morning, and he originally wanted to use it to promote rice and potatoes to the Night Elves, so this is the focus this time. The Night Elves had never seen this, but the hunger and the smell of food had already made their appetites flutter, and Alan asked them to fill their own rice with the porcelain bowl they were holding.

And then there's the part about the dishes.

Allen's preparation this time is quite sumptuous, the barbecue and fish are handled by him personally, not to mention, there are stews and fish soups, and the vegetable part is given to Connie, although it is a pity that she can't recommend her favorite salad to everyone, but most of the night elves just don't like to eat raw, and after the cooked vegetables are mixed with oil and salt, they exude a fragrance that is absolutely not available for raw eating, which has caused a lot of night elves who hated these before.

In addition, Alan also added these as side dishes in the stew and some of them, which can greatly change the Night Elves' perception of vegetables, the only regret is that they can't open the oil pan to fry the french fries, and the fried soft and crispy ones are sprinkled with pepper and salt, which is another delicious dish.

Allen's new rule is that after adding rice to the bowl, he can come over and cook. Theoretically, vegetables must be eaten, that is, hard rations, you can ask for more, but you can't do without, and fish pots, meat skewers, grilled fish, and stews that you just hooked up with the Night Elves can fill the entire bowl with any two of them.

The Night Elves were extremely happy at the moment, with smiles on their faces, and many of them had tears of happiness on their faces when they ate the food they had always dreamed of. Alan originally thought that crying for food was an exaggerated thing, but now when he saw the Night Elves, young and old, holding a porcelain bowl and eating there with relish, a sense of accomplishment arose, as if everything he had done before was worth it.

It's been a long time since they've had a full meal, let alone such a wonderful taste, and they have always regarded eating as a necessity rather than enjoyment, and many of them are estimated to have eaten such a delicious thing for the first time since they grew up. Even the old team members who have followed Alan for a long time, such as Jare, Raven Keys, Fitz and Connie, have never tasted Allen's cooking, so it's no wonder that Fitz and Ravenketh muttered when they met: "Brother Darth Rema is not kind, he hid such a hand." ”

As for Jare, he is now carrying out the dedication plan that Allen has set for him, and he is not slandering him on an empty stomach for the time being.

In fact, from a formal point of view, this is not a banquet at all, more like a canteen, but for the Night Elves, this is already the best banquet.

If it's not enough, you can add it again, there is no limit to this, as long as your stomach can fit it, you can add it a few times.

Alan felt that only when he had eaten enough could he promote something else.

No, after Allen explained some rules, he simply shook his hands and became the shopkeeper, but before that, he took two bowls, carried some rice, and then served a little bit of each dish, and left with the bowls.

No one commented on the fact that the people who made the rules ignored them, because they saw that Eren was walking in the direction of Aishara.

Although Aishara was not caught by the strong men coming to take charge, she has been doing what she can on the side, and has also taken the initiative to help maintain the order of the team, otherwise it is not easy to make this group of hungry and crazy Night Elves so orderly, in fact, Aishara and her maids have not eaten yet, and Alan himself is obviously here to deliver food for courtesy.

He looked at the maids beside Azhara, except for Shandora, who had straightened her back at all times, the other maids were standing in a distorted manner, and as for the youngest, Vaschi, she pouted and looked at Alan who was walking towards them pitifully, and those who didn't know thought she had been mistreated.

Alan said: "What are you doing standing here, the line in front is almost finished, hurry up and eat, it's not okay to be hungry." ”

When Vaschi heard this, she almost cried out with joy, and when she turned to run away, she felt as if she was being targeted by the petrified eyes of the Gorgon, and her heels were frozen there and did not dare to move.

Alan turned his head to look, and sure enough, Sandora was glaring at her.

Here Aishara came forward to make a round: "Let's all go to eat, it's not too early, I'm already hungry." ”

When she said this, Sandora finally relented, but she still sternly asked the other maids: "Don't run, go over and line up." ”

In the eyes of this strict and capable maid, after the rules are set, they are meant to be followed.

She glanced at Alan who was holding the bowl, and then at Azhara to say something, but she restrained herself, and after blessing the two of them slightly, she followed the maids and left like an overseer.

Alan and Azhara were the only ones left in the place, and the distant bonfire lit up the side of Azhara's face, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him.

"I saw that you hadn't eaten yet, so I brought it for you."

"Thank you." Aishara said with a smile.

The two of them didn't continue to be polite, because it was almost late at night, and even Aishara couldn't stand being hungry for so long. She looked with some surprise at the clay bowl that Alan had handed her, which was full of food.

"Is this what you want to recommend to everyone to plant and breed in the future?" Aishara was sensitive to this.

Alan was a little embarrassed, and sat down with her in front of the low stump on the edge of the bushes, and said, "It's a coincidence that this meat is a coincidence, but I didn't expect a bumper harvest today." ”

"yes, it's been a long time since I've hunted such a big animal," said Aisara, but she didn't ruin the atmosphere in this disappointing place, and casually took the worrying situation in a good direction: "But it just proves that this is a good start." ”

She winked at Alan.

Then he scooped a piece of stew from the clay bowl with a spoon and put it in her mouth, and Azara's eyes lit up at once, and Eren saw her holding her cheeks and chewing with an intoxicated expression, and even her pointed ears fluttered.

After swallowing the food, Aishara realized that she had lost her temper just now, and quickly sat up straight, showing a slightly embarrassed look, she looked at the expression of Alan next to her, and finally chose to give up on herself: "It's all because this taste is so delicious!" ”

"Try me again." Alan sandwiched the fillets from the bowl into Azara's bowl.

Allen's chopsticks are cut casually from tree branches, but he doesn't ask others to do the same, compared to the two wooden chopsticks that are not easy to use, Allen designed a wooden spoon for them instead of grasping food with their hands, which is convenient, practical, and much more hygienic.

Azhara's eyes were staring straight at Alan, not knowing what she was thinking at the moment. But instead of refusing to make such an ambiguous move, she spooned the fish fillet into her mouth, chewed it carefully, and then smiled: "Well, it's delicious." ”

"Try this skewer again, I grilled it myself."

"Hmm."

The two didn't talk about any deeper issues such as clansmen and the future, but just talked about some things in each other's lives, and they kept talking and laughing.

It feels like it's been a long time since I've been so relaxed, and I've been busy trying to survive, but Ishshara occasionally asks herself if her efforts are working.

It's not that she doesn't trust God Allen, she's still the devout priestess, but for her, thinking is what keeps her going.

Now it seems that this question should be taken for granted. If the Night Elves had remained stuck in that little cave and had not come out, they would never have been able to savor this wonderful taste at this moment.

"The Night Elves must be better."

She wasn't asking, but she encouraged herself like this, so Alan didn't answer.

The two of them quietly enjoyed this comfortable time, until a pair of young night elf men and women broke into the bushes not far from them, and walked into the woods hand in hand, because the place where Azhara and Alan were was relatively dark, and the other party did not notice them, and soon, the sound of spring in the grove sounded.

It's really in response to the so-called full meal***.

Just when Alan was complaining in his heart, he suddenly realized that he and Aishara were also lonely men and widows now, and he suddenly remembered what Jia Lei had said to him during the day, and his mouth suddenly became a little dry.

Maybe this is a real opportunity?

He turned his head to look at Azara, who also had a nervous look on his face, and suddenly felt a rush in his heart, if he was combined with Azara, he had no complaints, this woman was wise, intelligent, and the most beautiful of the Night Elves. Although he was still a little dissatisfied with the purple skin in the past, he is now completely used to it.

In his opinion, Azhara was extremely worthy of his spouse, so he decided to take the opportunity-

Alan leaned in the direction of the other party, and was about to do something, but Azhara had already stood up from her position first, and brought the porcelain bowl she had already eaten: "Sandora, they have finished eating." ”

Alan followed her line of sight, and several figures walked from the camp where the fire was flickering. Although it was not clear who it was because of the backlight, since Azhara said so, it must have been her maids who had not run away.

"I'm leaving." She said.

Alan knew that this time there was no more drama, so he simply stood up and gave her a ride.

Together, they walked towards the maid, and there was some silence along the way.

Maybe both sides guessed each other's thoughts, but they didn't know what to say. It wasn't until they were still a dozen meters away from the maids, and could even hear Sandora reprimanding one of the maids again, that Azhara stopped and turned her head to look at Alan.

"I truly appreciate what you've done for me and my people." Aishara said.

This feels like a standard rejection pattern, Alan thought to himself.

However, just when he was ready to eat deflated, the other party did not play according to the routine.

"Next time, can you invite me to eat the food you made like this, just the two of us?"

"Okay." Alan didn't even know what expression he was using to answer.

All he remembered was the smile on his face and then turning his head, as beautiful as the moonlight hanging from the treetops.