Chapter 175: A Discussion of Talent Standards

What kind of flavor does this probably look like?

People say that boiled meat is the most tasteless, and the boiled meat is presented with a taste like chewing cardboard, and at the same time, there are those seasonings that I don't know what wonderful points I have gotten, mixed in with them......

tasteless, and there is an indescribable sense of eating earth......

Jolina felt that the Plantagek would not be the kind of person who was good at cooking, but she didn't expect it......

The goldfinch is so bad at it......

Eating and eating, she only felt ......

Skill tree ...... wrong Kill people......

——

The Golden Bird looked at Qiao Lina's indescribable expression, but did not show a look of "regret" or "distress", not even the usual coldness, only paused on her expressionless face, and said a simple word: "Sure enough." ”

Really?

Really!

Really?!

Jolina almost vomited blood on the spot, she was already eating so badly - the daring goldfinch is still very self-aware, and she knows that her cooking is particularly unpalatable?!

So—is that why I gave it a try?

It's not because of anything at all......

Jolina couldn't think about it anymore.

"I thought it would be a little more delicious with the change of time. The Plantage could feel Jolina's increasingly resentful looks, but only sighed—she was a little "distressed" in this regard.

“...... Do you think your cooking skills are flowers?!Will they bloom over time?!Even if it's a flower, it's better to water it!" Jolina completely collapsed.

And it's just boiled!

What the hell?!

This is almost the most primitive way of cooking, a cooking method that requires no skill at all, and it can be eaten only when cooked, and you can still make it ...... What the hell does this look like?!

"No way. "I haven't studied it." ”

“...... Why did you say it earlier?!!, I won't laugh at you!" Jolina almost cried, silently putting down what she had not finished, wondering if the Plantainch was thinking too much about something—was it that she consciously thought that everything would hit her because of the blow this morning?

"I don't have the chance. "If you can laugh at me, I won't let them live long." ”

“......”

It's over, this horror story again?

......

Jolina felt that her mind was full of questions about it, but she was hungry and she couldn't use her brain—so she became dizzy, and after being dizzy, it made her angry.

In the end, he made a move.

Jolina "stepped forward", no longer caring about her current injury, picked up the same kind of ingredients that had not been ruined, took them in her hands, and then began to peel them with a knife - her movements were crisp and neat, and her style was much more comfortable than her style.

Wait, what does it mean to be much more comfortable?

The goldfinch sat down a little further away, and watched her movements—Jolina's movements were so smooth that there seemed nothing wrong with calling them amazing—whether they were peeling, or dicing, and then plunging into the water, as coherent as breathing.

It's not like a show-off, but it's an admirable style.

The amount of water was placed much more conveniently because of the scale engraved on the vessel itself, and the spices were made of the same as those of the Plantagen, which flashed in Jolina's eyes as reflected in the knife, white and bright, and she was "astonishingly quiet".

Because of focus.

The same material, the same equipment, the same ingredients – the effect is completely different.

After a while, the goldfinch felt the fragrance slowly spreading from the "pot" and escaping in the room.

The Golden Sparrow was silent for a moment, snapping his fingers, not knowing when the prepared magical enchantment opened.

Seeing this, a crack appeared on Jolina's focused face.

...... It turns out that the goldfinch has been ready for a long time?!

Jolina's expression changed only slightly, and then she gathered her expression again, her fingers moved, and the brightly colored soup with a rich white mist swirled in the air and landed on the small dish in her hand.

Well...... Anyway, it's been completely turned into cutlery, don't think about what these things used to be.

She pursed her lips, tasted some, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay.

"What's that, Teresa—" Jolina looked up as she remembered something.

The Plantagenet just looked at her silently.

"Hmm...... What's that, I think......" Goldfinch's rare and serious demeanor made Jolina a little unable to open her mouth.

"Speak human words. The goldfinch had a grim expression.

"Ahem, I mean, if we don't have the talent to do something sometimes, we don't have to ......" Jolina said these reprimanding words to the Golden Finch, but not as smoothly as to Akta—what else, for fear of being beaten, "don't struggle!"

"Oh, if you don't have talent, no amount of training is useless?" said the goldfinch hugging his chest and leaning back in his chair.

Jolina glared, "But that's not a waste of time." ”

"What if I like it a lot. The goldfinch suddenly remembered something, and said slowly.

"......" Jolina felt that the goldfinch was not talking about herself at all.

Does she like to cook?

Don't do it!

"I actually admit that training for a long time will pay off, after all, even if you have talent, you have to work hard or something. Jolina sighed, her fingers moving quickly—there was no magic to make dishes directly, but there was magic in carrying things, and it was best to use them in such a situation, "However, the benefits are very low." After all...... It's so difficult to find something that you have talent for and like. ”

Jolina was able to say this, probably because she was hungry and was bombarded by the spirit of the goldfinch many times.

In short, it's not something you can usually hear.

"Under what circumstances...... Can progress be made in a short period of time?" At this time, the golden finch also watched as Jolina "sent" a small bowl of the bowl to him, and caught it steadily.

"In a dream. Jolina's answer was crisp and decisive.

"...... "Well, full marks."

The goldfinch stopped talking and began to eat, but this time she showed no signs of being a picky eater.

- Just a little ingredients, what else can you choose, you have to eat well.

Well, there are other reasons...... At this time......

The goldfinch wore the white cotton nightgown that she had changed after bathing—a nightdress that made her more petite, though not petite and cute, but her face was expressionless—that is, she did not look too cold with her usual cold look, and when she was wearing her light blonde hair, she moved slowly, and drank the contents of the bowl leisurely.

It looks very peaceful.

Even Jolina was a little stunned when she looked at it.

In some ways, the goldfinch is not cold...... It seems like it's just ...... Too "peaceful".

But she didn't say anything more.

It's very suitable, at a time like this, to open an enchantment and eat.