Gai Li looked out of Xie Xiaobai's line of sight, "What the hell is outside?" How can there be one sun and two moons in the sky? ”

"It's as beautiful as an oil painting, don't you think?" A young man stood at the top of the stairs with a smile in his hand, holding a glass of orange-yellow wine.

When he saw Xie Xiaobai, he raised his eyebrows, "Beautiful lady, you are finally awake." My name is Colwin, I am a doctor, and it is an honor to know you. ”

"My name is Shiro."

The other party chewed his name, smiled and didn't speak, but Gary complained bluntly: "The pronunciation of this name is really strange." ”

The blonde Lori continued to flip through the pages and did not join their conversation.

This is the end of the interlude of introductions, and Colwin has not forgotten the purpose of coming to them: "Jared and I have just discovered the underground storage room, and you will be pleased with the abundance of ingredients here." ”

Xie Xiaobai understands that this "satisfaction" should not be "satisfaction" in the category of normal people.

She followed Colwin through the empty dining room to the kitchen.

Jared, dressed as an aristocratic man, couldn't wait to grab an octopus and eat it raw.

He also had a sword at his hand, and the scabbard was inlaid with glittering gems.

Ink was spilled everywhere, and the blinding sword was stained with black liquid, and it was obvious that Jared had tried to make an octopus into an octopus sashimi or something.

Eating octopus raw is okay.

Xie Xiaobai didn't look at the stupid appearance of the other party fighting wits with the octopus tentacles, and pushed open the small door next to the kitchen with Corwin and the blonde Lori, ready to go to the basement to see the so-called ingredients.

As for Gallie, he seems to be Jared's servant, staying on it and standing at Jared's side.

As soon as Xie Xiaobai pushed open the wooden door that had been in disrepair for a long time, he felt a wave of moisture coming from the surface, and the air was mixed with a thick smell of water.

In my ears, those faint whispers are particularly clear in the quiet and dark corridor.

As they walked through the narrow stone staircase, they came across a natural pool of seafood.

These seafood are affected by magic and have undergone different degrees of mutation, and they all look strange, and they don't look good at all.

The blonde Lori saw that her eyes lit up, and she picked up the net on the side of the wall and focused on the seafood that looked strange.

These seafood are not soft persimmons, and the more curious they look, the more dangerous the breath on their bodies becomes.

Of course, they don't give in, but fight back at the blonde Lori with their teeth and claws.

Lori's expression remained unchanged, and she opened her hand, and the book she had been flipping through appeared in her hand out of thin air.

The pages were windless, and she lowered her eyes and read a few words silently.

Hunting for strange seafood rows, one by one obediently jumped into the net pocket.

Xie Xiaobai glanced at Colwin with his spare eyes, only to see that he didn't show any particularly surprised look.

The blonde Lori was so satisfied that she walked up with her net pocket.

Xie Xiaobai also rolled up his sleeves, took a net bag, and joined the ranks of self-service pickup.

……

The main purpose of eating for cultivators in this world is to accumulate the magic power in their bodies.

This also determines that the painting style of their eating is very simple and rude.

Except for Xie Xiaobai, the others didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, threw all the ingredients into the pot, added water and boiled.

All kinds of strange-shaped ingredients were not washed, and the mucus and ink dyed a pot of water a dark green.

If someone is willing to use the method of puffing into the nose and smelling the "deliciousness" of the pot, they will find that it successfully locks in the freshest earthy aroma of the ingredients.

It's not so much about eating as drinking potions.

The blonde Lori took a spoon and stirred her bubbling "dark cuisine", glanced at Xie Xiaobai, who was cutting a seaweed creature, and asked puzzledly, "Do you really want to eat something with such low magic power?" ”

Xie Xiaobai: "......"

She doesn't want to either, it's really the profession of illusionist, and it feels like it's weak against monsters who don't think, okay?

When she just went to get the ingredients, there were no people around her, and one after another, so that she didn't have a chance to quietly let the three-eyed monster come out to help.

"Personal hobbies." Xie Xiaobai smiled slightly, pulled a knife flower, and cut the seaweed under his hand into thin strips.

If she lets others know that she can't deal with the monsters that attack with physical resources, she will become a blood in a minute, and she will be out of this feast of nothingness.

Lori saw that Xie Xiaobai did seem to be addicted to it when she was cooking, and she couldn't extricate herself, as if she was enjoying it very much, but she didn't suspect it.

She will not underestimate any of the Chosen One, and everyone who can come to this place must have his superiority.

Often the weaker the guy looks, the more it means that the person still has hole cards that have not been turned over, so be careful.

She gently stroked the books she had always cherished, and said to herself: Who doesn't have a little hobby!

Xie Xiaobai made cold salad with shredded kelp, scallop soup with kelp, grilled crab and wine-flavored snails.

The kitchen utensils here are still relatively complete, but there is a lack of seasonings. Xie Xiaobai rummaged through all the cabinets, but could only find a few spices and a homemade mead.

Fortunately, the seafood itself does not need too many condiments to enhance the taste.

Xie Xiaobai brought all the dishes he had prepared to the dining room with a sense of ceremony, lit the candle in the center of the table, spread out the napkin, and began to enjoy it.

An arch separates the two dining styles.

At the end of the arch, Xie Xiaobai sat in the restaurant, listening to the waves and whispering, enjoying the food, and living like a delicate pig girl.

At the other end of the archway, there was a dark cooking competition, each holding a spoon, stirring the black soup, and the smell of burnt food filled the air.

They couldn't understand Xie Xiaobai's mentally retarded behavior of leaving the baby aside and not eating, but cooking a pile of garbage.

Everyone turned off the fire together, scooped up the viscous soup, and took a small sip. With just a small sip, they felt the magic in their bodies fill up like never before.

They were fascinated by this state until Xie Xiaobai accidentally smashed the crab claws and accidentally made a little big noise, causing everyone to look in her direction.

The white, tender and firm crab meat is wrapped in a thin red coat, and the orange-yellow mead on the crab shell is half-hidden in the crab shell, and the orange-yellow mead on the crab shell drips into the wisps of crab meat, which quickly soaks and dyes the snow-white crab meat into a pale yellow.

A pair of skillful hands shaved out the flesh of a whole crab claw and put it in the mouth.

In the process of her slow chewing, the curvature of the corners of her lips and the pleasure in her eyes made several people yearn for it.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

The others looked at the dark dishes in their bowls, and they all felt bored, and put down the dishes in their hands with little interest.

Jared, in particular, felt that the act of eating the raw octopus just now was as if it had been made by an uncivilized monkey, which was simply ridiculous.

They are hesitating: dark dishes with lots of magic or delicious dishes with little magic?

Jared took the lead in getting up, walked towards Xie Xiaobai gracefully, and said secretly: He wants both!