Chapter 3 Birmingham's Culinary Journey
Birmingham in a coma was awakened by a heat wave, the warm water temperature stimulated Birmingham's skin, and a faint aroma lingered on the tip of Birmingham's nose, well, this taste seems to be a unique spice in the south, when the family was still wealthy, this spice was a frequent guest on the table, at that time, the cook in his own family would use this spice to make Birmingham's favorite salad broth, that taste is really unforgettable, but why did the spices appear on the table here, Birmingham opened his eyes with a trace of anxiety, and saw not the freckled face of the cook when he was a child, but a drooling ender wolf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 The beautiful maid standing on the side was still pouring some condiments into the cauldron that was gradually heating up.
It turns out that they are cooking, but the raw materials of salad broth cannot be used by humans, pork is the best, why does this monster not understand? And this beautiful maid lady, you are human, why do you seem to be in high spirits, and what is the thing you are kicking in your hand, how does it look like a piranha.
As if to answer the doubts in Birmingham's heart, Miss Maid smiled and threw the living creature in her hand into the pot, "It's a piranha, it's still the most ferocious one, because Lord Warcraft doesn't want to eat lifeless food, so I took this method, so that Lord Warcraft can eat fresh meat soup." The maid lady, who was very proud of her newly developed cooking skills, ignored Birmingham's already desperate look and threw a piranha into the pot.
"Foolish lady maid, no matter how many more you throw, the result is the same, there is no living thing in the cooked soup, and the piranha is a fish that lives in cold water. Birmingham's precise spit sank the confident Miss Maid, Miss Maid's original beautiful beauty instantly turned pale, but the movements in her hands did not pause at all, one after another piranha went out of the pot, but there was a white belly of the fish floating up, and a thick fishy smell rose from the pot.
"I think your fish soup is well done, the taste of the fish has been completely preserved," the monster whispered to the gray maid lady as she licked the last drop of soup from her plate.
"Hehe, no matter who it is, a pot of soup stewed with hundreds of piranhas will be delicious. Birmingham, who was sitting at the dining table, did not miss the slightest opportunity to hit Miss Maid, and sure enough, Miss Maid, who had just been praised by the Warcraft, turned gray in an instant.
"Food, I'm generous and kind, let you go, you don't have to get an inch. The threat of Warcraft did not play a role in Birmingham, pointing to the cauldron that fell in the kitchen, the delicious fish soup had spread from the kitchen to his feet, Birmingham kicked away a dead fish, Birmingham put down the utensils in his hand, and wiped the corners of his mouth very elegantly, "Mr. Warcraft, I have to correct your mistake, I was squeezed out by this pot of piranha, and now there is a strong fishy smell on my body, and if we don't take action, the fish soup will soon be on my feet." ”
Birmingham's words obviously made Miss Maid even more ashamed, and her confident and noble head was about to be buried in her chest. "It's just that there are too many fish, and I'm the future head of the Violet family, so it's normal that I can't cook, isn't it?" Miss Maid wanted to kick aside the dead fish that rolled under her feet with her right foot, but with a slight kick, the piranha seemed to have been hit hard and turned into pieces of fish meat, and Miss Maid stuck out her tongue at Birmingham in embarrassment. The delicate face with the slightly exposed pink tip of the tongue is simply a foul, okay, but what kind of person is Birmingham, how can a man who has been baptized by his own little magician and female knight easily compromise in the face of this beauty.
"Haha, the fish soup is still delicious. Birmingham touched the cold sweat on his head, and said haha, hey, what the hell, I don't remember the setting that a noble girl has natural great power, and why is your future head of Violet here, this is thousands of kilometers away from Violet's fiefdom. However, it is obvious that no one will answer Birmingham's question for the time being, because there is no longer any room in this small western-style building, and the strong fishy smell makes the monster can't help frowning, his face is full of distress, don't ask Birmingham why he can see the distressed expression on the face of a monster.
"Get out first, this is not the place to talk. The monster walked lightly, carefully avoiding the fish soup on the ground, it looked extremely elegant, of course, if the fish soup was deliberately not raised and splashed on Birmingham's body, Birmingham might have more kindness to the monster.
Wiping a handful of sticky fish soup on his face, Birmingham followed the maid with an expressionless face and stepped on the fish soup all over the ground, the sticky feeling of the soles of his feet reminded Birmingham that this delicious fish soup has come to an intimate contact with his feet, although this kind of zero-distance contact, Birmingham is more unhappy, but what is even more unhappy is that as soon as he went out, he saw a fireball coming head-on, Birmingham didn't even have a chance to make a sound, and was re-bombarded into the house, this time, it was the whole body and the fish soup came to a close contact, Birmingham lay on the ground weakly, and the dead fish all over the ground looked at Birmingham with dead fish bubbles。
"I feel, I really want to die, conquer the world or something, revive the glory of the family or something, let my son do it, everything doesn't matter. Birmingham turned over decadently, and his sad appearance made the maid lady who came in to see if there was anything wrong with her unbearable staring.
"Is he alright?" said the maid, gesturing uneasily at Birmingham, who had become a dead fish.
"It's okay, this stupid master, there are so many days every month, just leave him alone, but I don't remember when this stupid guy who has been single for eighteen years had a son, could it be that he is an illegitimate child?" As soon as the little magician Ellie entered the door, the pungent fishy smell made her couldn't help but wrinkle her little nose, and waved the oak wand in her hand, and the third-level wind breath technique came at her fingertips, and the air in the room suddenly became fresh.
"Very practical spells, you can teach me if you have time. The monster stood outside the door and looked at the little magician's magic, a little envious.
"Alas, you're a high-level ender wolf, shouldn't this kind of spell be easy to cast?" The little mage Ellie was a little surprised, how could this high-level magical beast not even know this.
The monster seemed to be a little embarrassed by the little mage Ellie's question, and gently scraped the soil with its front paws, "My mother said that only low-level demonic beasts use magic to survive, and as a pure high-level ender wolf, you have to rely on wisdom. Obviously, this monster still has some complaints about his father's education methods.
"It's hard for you to survive in the unpredictable nature without magic, after all, the ender wolf clan does not rely on physical brute strength, but on innate magical talent. The little magic Ellie straightened her chest and spoke very seriously, as if she needed to popularize their family characteristics for the ender wolf, despite the fact that her master was being poked around with an arm-thick stick curiously by Miss Maid.
"No, when I first came out to hunt, I didn't rely on magic, but on my wit. The monster looked at the little magician Ellie in bewilderment, and then pointed to the maid lady who was playing with her master with great interest.
Hearing the two talk about themselves, the maid lady put down the long stick in her hand stupidly, "Who knew that the handsome knight who was knocked down by the monster and shouted for help was Mr. Warcraft's illusion." ”
"Damn, you've been hit by that low-level illusion, how did you survive the battle of the nobility, Miss. Birmingham, who was lying on the ground and standing up, finally had a clear understanding of the intelligence of this maid lady.
"No, I lost the family battle, and my father was worried that someone would be unfavorable to me, so he asked me to come to this town to recuperate, and when he dealt with the family, he let me go back and take over, but on the way over, I heard someone in the jungle calling for help, so I ......" Miss Maid embarrassedly introduced her long purple hair with her fingers to the stunned Birmingham.
"I've finally found a fool who can rival the owner of a stupid person, isn't it possible that all nobles are stupid?" the little magician Ellie seemed to have discovered a whole new theory.
"No, no, no, little Ellie, you are mistaken, how can the nobles except this stupid maid be all stupid, at least your master is not, right, don't look away, look directly at your master, and what is the matter with the sympathetic eyes of your monster?" Birmingham's collapsing voice kept echoing in the small western-style building.