Put in a few beans at a time to test whether the distance between the cutterheads is appropriate. When everything was ready, someone moved his finger and said, "Actually, it has just been baked, and the taste has not yet developed, so it will taste better if it is left for a few more days." But let's just think of it as a test, I haven't drunk it myself in a long time. If I had to endure it for another two days, it would have been torture. So come and try the first cup of coffee in the world of Lost Land, what it tastes like. ”

Kayati brought a pot of freshly boiled hot water, and Lin followed the steps in his memory, and after fifteen or nearly sixteen years, he boiled this black fountain of life again.

The aroma is different from that produced during the baking process. Both Master Smith and Finn could smell the wings of their noses twitching, desperately trying to sniff the unique scent. It's just that this black liquid, whether it is two girls, or a formal magician and a lich, is a little hesitant.

Of course, Lin didn't care what other people thought, and poured the brewed coffee into an average of five cups. I took my share, found a comfortable place to sit down, and smelled the long-lost smell first. Berry aromas and subtle floral notes characterize this batch of beans. The process of baking is not really obvious; But when it comes out, it amplifies the aroma that wasn't strong.

Take a sip and feel the sensation of the hot black liquid in your mouth. Ah, cool! It's as if the mind is clear.

Lin's hazy eyes and his expression that was so comfortable that he was about to ascend to heaven made the other four feel a little surprised. This black thing is really so delicious? Although the fragrance is still quite fragrant, it still takes a bit of courage to drink it. After all, it's something you've never seen.

The two girls moved in unison, closed their eyes, and raised their glasses to take a sip. Then, it was scalded to ......

I didn't taste anything, and now my whole mouth was tingling, and the two girls spoke with a little big tongue and turned upside down. The content is to keep repeating that the coffee is hot, drink it carefully.

Fen pinched the handle of the small teacup that was temporarily used to hold coffee with her thumb and brought it to the tip of her nose. If you look closely, in addition to the aroma of berries and flowers, there are many delicate flavors, which are weaker but also stimulate the sense of smell.

Learning from Lin's movements, he took a small sip. When the coffee liquid spreads out in the form of a mist throughout the mouth, it is a series of complex flavors that converge in the mouth, showing a thousand different shapes.

Fen probably didn't understand how detailed her facial features, which were constructed by power. Sight, hearing, smell, touch, etc., she has long been trained to the extent of subtlety, and she can control it freely. The only sense of taste, without enough stimulation, cannot activate those taste buds.

She ate food during the Demon King period in the past, well, don't mention too much. In a word, it is very much the style of the demon king. Or maybe the cook she caught at the time only knew how to cook some strange dishes, so she only ate those strange things.

It's a taste that is quite far from delicious, and although those cooks don't dare to add special ingredients, such as saliva and boogers, don't expect too much from what is cooked under fear. Especially those who are in charge of the kitchen, from time to time they use those cooks as an add-on......

As for after the resurrection, most of the time, she still did not eat food. After all, it is not necessary to maintain. Coupled with the craftsmanship of the two girls, it is delicious, but not to the extent of being amazing. Many dinners are just a few bites, which means just a few things.

Nowadays, just this sip of coffee, there are all kinds of flavors captured by the mouth, and countless delicate beauties seem to explode in Fen's mouth, shaking the heart.

As mentioned before, Fen's poison is not invasive. But such a statement is not accurate, because there are types of poisons that target the soul. The protection of the soul is more troublesome than imagined. What Fen is not afraid of is limited to poisons, but against spirituality, even against the soul, her resistance is not as strong as she imagined.

Coffee, in particular, is not a poison, it is the edible plant with the most diverse flavors on the planet. Although this includes all varieties of coffee, and roasting also eliminates some flavors, so there is no situation where you can taste more than 700 flavors in one sip.

Lin chose the roasting degree of a short period of time after the end of a pop, which he believes is the safest roasting method for the first time, and can retain more flavor. Of course, he himself is satisfied, and anyone who has banned coffee for more than ten years will feel satisfied when he tastes it again. But whether others can accept it, he has now time to watch the attitude of others.

The two girls were holding their mouths together, talking with big tongues and muffling complaints. Master Smith hadn't moved yet, because he, like Lin, was frightened by Fen's performance. It's not that a certain lich shows a look of admiration, but she has a solemn expression when her eyes are closed, her short black hair is windless, and the light blue flame light around her body is self-inflicted.

This is the frame in which the cultivators ate the ginseng fruit and increased their strength for six hundred years in one go?

Knowing that caffeine is very powerful, but it is so strong in the maze, Lin is also frightened.

As if sensing something unusual about herself, Fen opened her eyes and returned to her usual demeanor. The flame light on his body was also suppressed, but there was still an occasional hint of it. She said to the two girls with distrustful expressions in a rare and serious way, "Let's have a cup of coffee before meditating." It's good for you. ”

Seeing this, Master Smith hurriedly picked up the cup in front of him and took a small sip. Maybe he was too anxious, so the master was also slightly burned. But after all, he is a professional blacksmith, and he has a high tolerance for fire and iron, and he can still calm down and taste the taste of coffee. The same feast of taste is sublimated into a shock to the soul, a taste that has never been tasted before, brewing not only in the mouth, in the heart, but even extending to every part of the body.

Tattooed on his hands, the magic array of the silver stone alchemy operation actually played its role without actively casting it. The skin was like magma, the flames flowed, and the high heat not only left a scorched mark on the table, but also the handle of the cup. If it weren't for Fen on the side, who saved this cup of coffee, I'm afraid that the world's first cup of coffee spilled on the ground would have been born.

Silverstone Alchemy, a spell created by a dwarven magician who was a master blacksmith. It was originally intended to be used to assist in casting, and it was a secondary function to improve the heat resistance of the user's hands, but in fact, the lethality was also amazing.

Some magicians who are in the business of smelting will also tattoo this magic array directly on their hands, just like Master Smith. In addition to being used in battle, it can also be used in work.

This uncontrollable, sudden magic frightened Lin and Master Smith themselves. The latter hurriedly cast a spell to stop the magic.

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