"You told me last time, wrap the chicken in lotus leaves and roast it, put it in clean soil, it tastes really good when you pick it up, the nobles like it very much, you teach me more, did you use it as a noble cook? So it's a stinky thing?"

"Abu, what are those black stripes on your body? Sometimes there is afterward, and sometimes it seems to be very faint after that. ”

"Shut up, you're clamoring me to eat."

When he had finished eating, Bran would return to a small room outside the stable.

There was nothing in it, but Bran got used to it.

Outside the stable, there is a row of houses opposite, there are blacksmith's houses and carpenter's houses.

As soon as the war began, all kinds of talents must be available.

This is also the best time for prostitutes, three women came out of different rooms at the same time, one of them had something "stained" on his mouth, and threw a wink at Bran, Bran did not react at all, and the prostitutes walked into the next target.

Then came a flirtatious and greasy voice.

Before entering, Bran would cautiously push the door open. After making sure that there is no danger, slowly observe the walk-in.

This room used to be hanged, so the spacious environment, not many people dared to live, and it was only for outsiders to sleep.

Sleeping next to Bran was a peer of his age, quite fat.

This man was a serf who had fled from the Franks.

His family died on the road, begging all the way to Bavaria, where he volunteered to join the army.

So he speaks French, and Bran can communicate with him.

However, the two had nothing to say, because this man was fat in appearance, but he was very timid.

He was even more beaten and cried during the test, and was classified as a useless type, so he was sent to take care of the foals.

On the tenth night, Bran came back from eating the roast chicken from the kitchen and heard him crying.

The man wiped away his tears and said to Bran, "Rise your porridge quickly, it's all cold." ”

Bran said that he would not eat the porridge himself, but this man would leave it for Bran every time, and he would always make sure that Bran was asleep and not hungry before going to eat it.

Bran closed his eyes, "What are you crying about, Arnold." This place is annoying, and it will only be more annoying if you cry. ”

"Ah, I'm sorry, Abu, for annoying you."

When Bran remembered his name, he didn't use it, and then declared his name to be Abu.

"Sleep, I'm going to get up early tomorrow."

"I miss my sister."

"Where?"

"I don't know, but I wish it was in heaven, but I made enough money, and I went to church to ask the priest to pray, then she ......"

"This thing has a!"

Affected by the remaining memories, Bran speaks his true thoughts.

"How can you say that! If the church knew about it, you might be considered a wizard. ”

"Shut up and sleep, or I'll beat you up."

Although Bran said this, Arnold was not afraid at all, the day before yesterday there were a few people who made trouble for him, and Bran helped him, and he was very grateful.

But there was nothing to repay, so he could only give a little food to Bran, but Bran didn't like it, and instead gave all the food to Arnold (who went to eat the food in the kitchen alone).

Arnold didn't know about this, and he kept wondering why Bran wasn't hungry.

Arnold wanted to talk to Bran, but Bran grabbed it and threw the half of the stone that had not been piled up today.

At this point, there was no sound all night.

Arnold took the black porridge, walked out, ate it one bite at a time, and licked the bowl clean with his tongue, and said in his heart, "Why doesn't Abu eat such a delicious thing?"

The next morning, before the rooster had crowed, Bran opened his eyes.

Arnold woke up earlier, but hungry.

There is simple food next to it.

The kitchen existed to provide for the nobles right away, and the others were just by the way.

Every morning, I have to pick it up myself, and I don't have it when it's late.

Because of his friendship with Chef Bran, Arnold was able to get Bran's share back.

Today it's a barley cake with a few sour fruits, and an unknown jerky that is hard and dry.

The wheat cake looks like cutting corners, I don't know what to add to it, and the skin is also black and gray, probably bark powder.

As for the jerky, it was horse meat that had died of illness before, and now it was given to these civilian workers, Bran had seen it in the kitchen before, and the cook was dizzy and vomited the truth while drinking.

"Bran, your food is here."

"You can eat it, but that jerky is not a good thing, and neither is the cake." Hearing Arnold's drumming, Bran reminded.

There was a basin of water in the room, and the water was boiling.

Knowing that Bran likes to drink clean, boiled water, Arnold would make a fire in the morning and heat it with some dry wood. Give Bran water to drink in the morning.

This kind of flattery, Bran doesn't hate.

There is a forest farm nearby, and there has been cutting down to make crossbows recently, so short wood fuel is readily available recently.

"Let's do it together."

Bran got some cherries from the kitchen yesterday and put them in a small bag.

This is a fruit that the viscount gets by robbing the caravan.

They used it raw and stir-fried, and found it extremely unpalatable.

He threw it aside and let it go for a while.

The chef and the others didn't understand, but Bran knew, and he traded all the cherries from the kitchen for them.

"Is this food?"

Seeing the things one by one, Arnold thought they were fruits.

"This thing is produced in the East, by nomadic gentiles riding camels, also known as 'black gold', and after brewing, it tastes great in the mouth."

Arnold had never seen a camel, and he didn't understand the word "excellent flavor", but his mouth was about to drool when he was said.

"Wash your dirty hands, mash them into powder and pour them in, and I'll go to the kitchen once."

Feeling for the coins in his bag, Bran walked a few hundred meters to a two-story kitchen.

The head chef, Zhuo An, is preparing the food for the lord and his guests.

Today is the training day given by the lord, and there is a lot of food to prepare.

As soon as Bran entered, he glanced at the table and dropped a bag of coins.

Then take a plate of roast meat and a fluffy and delicious oat bread.

Android took the coin and looked at it, then instinctively tried to tear the slices open, but Bran stopped "I don't need you to try it today." ”

It's all about avoiding other people.

Covered with a clean cloth, Bran returned to the stable, and the morning light slowly filtered through the window.

The annoying mosquitoes are starting to disperse.

Arnold couldn't help it, and finally took the first bite of the jerky, making a greedy eating sound.

The saliva is mixed with the gravy, which produces a strong stimulation of the taste buds, and the dead meat is still delicious.

I saw that Arnold had finished eating.

"Try it."

Bran put down the plate of roast and bread and divided it in half.

"Ahh You're going to steal?"

Bran ignored it, looked at the small cauldron that had turned into black water, and stirred it slowly.

I added a little sugar cube that I had just arrived.

Rolling hot aroma combined with beans.

A bitter fragrance that spreads through the room with the heat.

"Sometimes you can add some milk to the end, and the taste will match...... Wipe your saliva away and don't drip into the pot. ”