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Little Molly's eyes widened as she watched William proceed with the stew step by step, for fear of missing any of the tiny links. It is not easy to learn a craft in Faeron, and if you look at Silvermoon City, you will know that Erasdr has specially opened a series of skills for her people, such as hunters, fishermen, forest rangers, animal husbandry, etc., which have won her incredible praise and fame. In a world where martial arts and magic are precious, they are at best awe-inspiring, and your students may praise you (or curse you for teaching you badly), but your enemies will never praise you, while those who teach life skills will win everyone's praise, which is why in Ferren there will be people who will scold Ilminster, but no one will say anything bad about Erastra (including her enemies).

William took out a small piece of half-burned firewood from the fire, doused it with water and rinsed it, then stretched it out in front of Little Molly, pretending to be mysterious: "Little Molly is optimistic, this is the biggest mystery of stewing a pot of meat." As he spoke, William lifted the lid of the pot and threw half of the firewood into it, then winked at little Molly.

Little Molly tightened her little face, waiting for William to use the so-called "biggest mystery of stew", but after waiting for a while, William didn't move, just smiled at herself. Little Molly blinked, and William winked with a smile. Little Mo Li couldn't wait any longer, so she asked in a careful low voice: Mr. Lian, why don't you use the 'biggest mystery'?"

William winked his eyes and pretended to be innocent, "Ah? Didn't you pay attention?"

Little Molly's eyes widened, and she said with a look of innocent surprise: "No, Molly has always seen very clearly, Mr. William did not use the 'greatest mystery'. ”

William couldn't hold back a smile and pretended to be displeased: "It's impossible that I just used it, you didn't notice it, you must have secretly fallen asleep just now." ”

Little Mo Li was suddenly a little anxious, she blushed and said, "Mo Li didn't sleep secretly, Mo Li kept her eyes wide open, and blinked a few times at most." Believe it or not, do Molly's eyes stay open?" the little guy pulled at his eyelids with a small and serious face, to prove that his eyes were really wide open.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, William decided not to tease the poor little girl anymore, he smiled and rubbed little Molly's hair, and said, "Well, I believe that little Molly has been watching with her eyes wide open, but I have indeed done this 'biggest mystery of stew'." Hehe, wait a minute, try the stew I made, this is the first pot of stew I've made in Sicambe."

Little Mo Li grabbed her hair and whispered with a sad face: "But Mo Li didn't see it, is Mo Li too stupid?"

William opened the lid of the pot, and a strong aroma of stewed meat immediately erupted, he scooped a little broth with a wooden spoon, carefully blew it cold, squatted down and leaned over to the little girl with a look of chagrin and smiled: "Since you can't figure it out, then don't think about it yet." Let's try the broth I made. ”

The little fellow was so moved by the smell of the broth that he forgot all his troubles and stared at the wooden spoon with a look of hope. When William brought the wooden spoon to her, she immediately brought her little mouth to her, took a small sip beautifully, and immediately smiled.

The broth was really delicious, and the smell alone was a hundred times more delicious than that made by Mr. Corbis, and little Molly was really reluctant to drink the broth from the wooden spoon, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the soup, and wanted to take a second sip after taking a sip, but she drank up the broth in the wooden spoon in a few strokes. Little Mo Li smashed her small mouth, looking at the empty wooden spoon with a small look that could not be finished.

At this time, there was a sudden noise at the kitchen door, and William smiled slightly: "Xiao Sha'er, Miluna, don't hide, come out quickly." I saw you."

As soon as the words fell, Miluna appeared at the door with a smile, and then Mi Sha'er also ran in, and said with a small face: "Brother lied to people, so he didn't see us, Miluna is too easy to deceive." Oops, I'm going to eat meat and drink fragrant broth. Miluna echoed the "babbling".

William smiled, "Okay, go over there and sit down, and little Molly will go too." There was a small long table in the kitchen, originally with some utensils, and a few small wooden piers beside it, and Millet Sha'er and Miluna ran to the table and sat down, and little Molly glanced at William, and then sat down at the table with the two girls.

William found three clean porcelain bowls, each containing a small half bowl of broth, then placed two thumb-sized pieces of beef, and then served the porcelain bowls to the three little ones. William took another piece of fine toasted bread, cut it into thin slices with a knife, and folded the bread slices into small stacks in front of the three of them.

The stew made by William is really fragrant, delicious and delicious, little Molly feels that this is the most delicious delicacy she has ever eaten in her life, she drank the soup in the porcelain bowl and ate the veal pieces in the bowl, she felt very happy and happy, but there was a feeling of wanting to cry in her heart. It wasn't a "feeling of wanting to cry", but it was really crying, the tears fascinated little Moli's eyes, the more she ate, the more tears flowed, little Moli couldn't even feel the taste of the soup in the bowl, only the memory of the tears was imprinted in the bottom of her heart.

Since little Molly was sensible, she had shed tears for fear, for loneliness, for hunger, for cold, and for being bullied.

A large warm hand brushed her cheek and gently wiped away the tears from Little Morie's face, but then more tears fell. A warm voice smiled: "Don't cry, if you cry again, the broth won't taste good."

Little Molly buried her little face in the porcelain bowl, which was already empty. Then William put the broth on the porcelain bowl, and put three or four more pieces of beef, and little Molly continued to drink the soup while crying, and the soup was really delicious, and little Molly remembered it until many years later, but when someone asked her what the broth tasted like, she couldn't remember anything.

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