With a flick of his finger, the wooden pot on the wall flew up, and then several gray-white oval-shaped objects flew out from under the stove, and after a short time, the room seemed to turn into a small carnival, with all kinds of things flying all over the sky, like clowns in various costumes, singing and dancing around the room while gagging. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This is the egg of the moonsongbird, the taste and texture are good, the moonsongbird is a special bird, every time after a fixed period of time will fly to the sky in a flock to the sky to chirp, sing a pleasant song, and even have the effect of refreshing the mind, so the moonsong night world has built a high tower in each town and village, there is a compartment in the tower specially used for the moonsong bird to perch, so that they play the role of dawn, the moonsong bird flies into the air, spins back and forth above the top of the tower and flies back and forth, their chirping echoes in all directions, people use this as a signal to start the day's work, when they chirp again, it is the time to end all sleep。 ”

"Isn't this the equivalent of the crowing of a rooster in the human world? Bell muttered quietly.

Sha Luo's five fingers together, turned his hands into knives, and made a chopping motion in the air, the egg instantly cracked, and the milky yellow gelatinous substance fell off from it, wrapped in a viscous layer of liquid, which looked no different from the eggs in the human world, with egg yolks and egg whites, although the weight of this kind of egg seemed to be much larger.

The egg is in the pot, the sound of "Ziz" floats out of the pot with a faint mist, Sharo controls the wooden pot with his hand in the air, the wooden pot slowly shakes above the flame, so as to achieve uniform heating in all parts, Sharo is like a puppeteer, her five fingers seem to be wrapped with transparent threads, and the colorless threads connect all parts of the wooden pot, controlling every subtle movement of it, the so-called air control is nothing more than that.

"I see, that's using the magic of the wind attribute, and she's controlling the air flow as her own hand. Suzu suddenly realized that it was not that Sharo had any special functions of detecting objects in the air, this was a world where magic prevailed, and all wonderful phenomena could be explained by magic, such as the fiery stone. Sharo skillfully controlled the magic of the wind spectrum, and the air currents that received the command spread their power in every corner of the room, making a wooden pot or something float at all.

"Oh, that's smart. Sha Luo said with a smile, she raised the crutches in her hand, and there was an invisible air flow whistling out, rolling up a bunch of colorful and green things that seemed to be condiments and flew to the top of the wooden pot, she suddenly held it backhand, and the original crutch was just an ordinary crutch This moment seemed to have become a sharp sword, and the breath of slashing began to condense in Sha Luo's hands, and every sharp slash it cut out hit the center of those objects, turning them into pieces, and the condiments that were heartily smashed were scattered like a pot, and the fragrant fragrance began to permeate the room, and the heart and lungs were discharged。

"Well, I've got a problem," Suzu said suddenly, "Is your wooden pot characteristically fireproof?"

"I covered the bottom of the pot with a layer of thin ice, and used magic to forcibly fix the shape unchanged, so that it would not melt, which is equivalent to forming an isolation layer between the wooden pot and the flame, the surface of the thin ice made a bunch of small holes, the heat contained in the flame of the fire Yaojing is transferred to the wooden pot through these small holes, this wood has excellent thermal conductivity, plus the eggs of the moonsong bird are easy to cook, you can evaporate most of the water in it within a certain temperature, solidify it, add some ingredients, the fragrance of the ingredients will be sucked into the egg in the process of water evaporation, and well preserved and melted, don't worry about the wooden pot will burn, in the heat rises to a certain extent, the cold air in the thin ice will forcibly suppress and cool down. ”

"Wow, that sounds so classy, so classy. Suzu couldn't help but agree, thinking that if Sara went to the human world to start a "magic kitchen" show, it would definitely be popular with housewives.

After a while, Salo put the fried eggs out of the pan into five wooden plates, and placed them in front of everyone's eyes, the golden egg yolk reflected the bright light, crystal clear like a jewel, it is hard to imagine such an eye-catching appearance after frying, the surrounding egg whites have a sheep's milk feeling after being dehydrated, and the condiments that appear to be chives and matsutake mushrooms are scattered on the plate.

Chase took his share in one gulp and swallowed it with a satisfied look on his face.

Suzu looked at the food on the plate, picked up the knife and fork on the side, the knife was made of cyan stone, the feeling of magic flowing through the skin was transmitted to Suzu's nerves, she held the knife, it felt like holding a living thing, the magic flowing in the knife gave her the feeling of working arteries and blood vessels, and the knife seemed to have a heartbeat.

"When I used wooden knives, I always attached wind magic, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to control the wind, so I directly replaced it with a finished product of Feng Yaojing. Samaro explained, "It's all the ingredients here, and you come from another world, and I don't know if it's to your liking." ”

Suzu cut open the omelette, the micro air flow hovering at the blade easily divided the yolk into half, she forked a piece into her mouth, chewed slowly, the omelette tasted mellow, it actually had the unique taste of chicken, it was concocted under a variety of condiments, like a small bomb to stimulate the taste buds, the heat was also controlled just right, it seems that the method of cooking through the ice surface is really effective, the egg yolk is neither old and jerky, nor too tender to cause the liquid to flow out, I don't know what auxiliary ingredients are added, the eggs around it really have a faint milky aroma, making people think that it is really goat's milk。

Suzu waited for the scent to melt into her mouth, seep between her teeth, and swallowed, a soft, jelly-like sensation slowly down her esophagus.

She burst into tears.

It's not that the food is too delicious to move her to tears, but this smell and the taste in her memory magically coincide together, obviously two opposite products, one is a delicious delicacy, the other is a burnt and pasty failure, but inexplicably has the same feeling, indescribable look, that trace of taste has been hidden in the depths of Suzu's memory, but now it is free from the shackles, crazy impact in her mind, making her feel that that person, the person she thought would never disappear in front of her eyes, seemed to be sitting in front of her。

Grandfather......

"Hey, why are you crying?" Lin was suddenly startled, and then picked up the fried egg in front of him and showed a suspicious look, "Is it really poisonous?"

Ling turned her head and glared at him, now people are in the atmosphere of remembering the deceased and mourning the past, your words are very ruined, she complained in her heart.

Lin shuddered and turned his head, he always felt that Suzu's turn of the head seemed to bring out a wave of anger and killing, hitting his back. Out of order not to let the girl he liked hate his heart, he silently inserted a piece of omelette into his mouth.

"Hmm, it's unexpectedly delicious. Lin's eyes widened incredulously.

Suzu raised her head, the remaining tears in her eyes reflected the shadow of Sharo, and the old figure seemed to have a god-like feeling with that person.