Looking at Lilian's confident expression, Summer Night couldn't help but be interested. She no longer continued to think about the serious questions just now, so much had happened today since the resurrection, and the continuous high-intensity thinking had made Summer Night feel a faint headache.

- Although your "head" doesn't exist, it's called phantom limb pain, right?

Next, it should be time to relax. She said to herself.

"Oh? What are you going to do? She asked, curiously.

"Whew, trash fish."

“？？？”

While she was looking confused on a summer night, Lillian had already pulled out a large bag from a cabinet that was supposed to be a refrigerator and placed it on the kitchen countertop.

When I walked over on a summer night and looked into the bag, I saw only a bag full of ...... Monster.

"Sister Xia Ye must have known about it, but now she forgot about it, right? The so-called 'trash fish' are all kinds of small fish that live in the surrounding Etheric Sea, and they are cute in appearance, delicious in meat, and contain a little bit of magic, making them a great ingredient for cooking! ”

Lillian introduced as she took the trash fish out of the bag.

“……”

I don't know if the meat is delicious or not, but this looks like ...... It's not all about cuteness, is it?

If it weren't for the lack of a head, Summer Night would definitely put on an expression of holding his forehead with one hand now.

For example, this one, the belly is transparent, and everything inside can be seen clearly, which is too explicit.

There is also this one, which is obviously a fish, why does it have sharp and sharp arthrops, which can't help but remind Xia Ye of a certain horror comic that he read before crossing over.

And finally there's this, what about your head? You can survive without a head, are you my distant relative?

Just when she kept whispering on the summer night, Lillian had already fastened her apron, pulled out a sharp-tipped kitchen knife from the knife holder, picked out a trash fish and put it on the cutting board, and chopped it down with a knife.

"Trash fish, trash fish, tack fish ...... delicious and easy to cook"

The girl hummed while handling the fish, her head swaying little by little with the song, and the beautiful blonde double ponytail swayed gently with her head.

"......" Summer Night felt like her fists were hard.

Blonde hair, double ponytails, Lori figure, and "miscellaneous fish, miscellaneous fish" called - the elements are complete.

But when she thought that people in this world didn't know these strange stalks, she was a little bored. Some pleasures are like gods, and if not many people know about them, they become meaningless.

While the summer night was thinking, Lillian had already dismembered all the trash fish into pieces of about the same size, she poured the pieces into the pot, added water, and set them on the pot rack shaped like a natural gas stove, and then with a light touch of her fingers in the air, she spat out the syllables of the witch's script:

“H-n-t-q-s--”

At the bottom of the pot, a blue flame suddenly appeared, and it stayed steady in place and began to heat the pot full of fish pieces and water.

"What is this?" Summer night was a little surprised.

"Level 1 Witch Contract 'Tiny Flame', Sister Summer Night is not impressed?"

"Nope." Summer Night shook her head very frankly.

She had never thought that the witch contract could be used for cooking, although strictly speaking, this was also the knowledge of the witch contract, but it was not recorded in her cup, or rather, her cup did not record any information about daily life at all.

If the witch contract can be used for cooking, then-

"I'm a little curious." Summer Night pointed to the cabinet where the trash fish was stored and asked Lillian, "Is that cabinet also relying on the witch contract to preserve food?" ”

"yes." Lilian stirred the fish soup with a spoon and said as a matter of course, "The Level 1 Witch Contract 'Long-lasting Cold', plus that cabinet is well sealed, you can keep food forever." ”

"Oh oh......" Summer Night felt like an ancient man who had just traveled to modern times and had never seen a household appliance.

After stirring for a while, Lillian took out the various bottles and cans from a cabinet and began to pour them into the pot one by one.

There is a purple powder;

There is a green, translucent liquid;

There are also flakes that look like insect wings......

Finally, Lillian took another handful of vegetables from the "freezer" and threw them into the pot. When the vegetable entered and threw it into the soup, it let out a sharp "ah" scream, and the vegetable leaf writhed a few times unwillingly, and then there was no more sound.

Xia Ye couldn't help but feel a little furious in her heart, but in order to maintain her image of a "fearless traveling witch", she could only pretend to ask casually:

"This dish is...... Uh、Is it a dish? ”

"This is a 'screaming dish' that has a unique fragrance, and when you cook trash fish, you can put some of it to neutralize the overly strong flavor of the fish soup...... It's my own recipe. Lillian said with some smugness.

Summer Night glanced into the pot, and the fish soup was indeed thick, green in color, and bubbling on the surface.

This one...... Can you really drink it?

For the upcoming "drug test" moment, she was a little afraid.

"Sister Summer Night must be hungry too, right? The mixed fish soup was ready right away, hehe, not me boasting, it was really very, very delicious! ”

"Oh......"

Even if it was really as delicious as Lillian said, Summer Night doubted that she could taste it without a head, but maybe it would be better if she didn't taste it?

"It's done!"

Lillian announced that she was done, and she put on thick insulated gloves for herself, grabbed the handle of the pot, and brought a whole pot of green fish soup to the table.

"Next, just bake a little more bread and you're ready to eat." As Lillian spoke, she had already "popped" a large piece of bread into the oven.

The bread looks pretty normal......

Then Lillian took two bowls and spoons and placed them on the table.

"Sister Xia Ye, do you want to try the fish soup I made first?"

The girl blinked her big blue eyes and looked expectantly at the summer night.

"Uh...... Okay......"

Seeing this expression on the girl's cute face, Xia Ye was really embarrassed to refuse, so she had to reluctantly nod her neck.

Speaking of which, she hadn't eaten anything since she came back to life, and now she smelled the strange but not unpleasant smell of fish soup, and she was really hungry in her stomach.

Sitting down at the table on a summer night, he picked up the silver spoon and scooped a spoonful of the thick green soup from the pot, and said silently in his heart:

"A witch can eat without a head, and a witch can eat without a head......"

Then, she poured the hot spoon into the opening of the esophagus around her neck.

A puff of white smoke rose from his neck and caught the fish soup flowing down from the spoon. The white smoke enveloped the green soup, and then, as the mouth and throat squirmed rhythmically, the soup was sent down the esophagus to the stomach of the summer night.

She actually tasted it.

And surprisingly delicious!

The first thing that permeates the "mouth" is a rich milky smell; Then, the right amount of spiciness, breaking through the viscous texture of the soup, tap-danced on the taste buds of a summer night, bringing another sensation to her palate.

When the two fell in love with each other and killed each other, and each other reached their peak, a fragrant smell quietly spread.

It was the smell of "screaming leaves", and no wonder Lillian said it was her exclusive recipe - the seemingly inconspicuous light fragrance was so long-lasting that neither the strong milky aroma nor the pungent spicy flavor could wash it away, and when the first two flavors slowly weakened, the delicate flavor became more and more obvious.

Eventually, all the intensity in the mouth calmed down, leaving only a faint sweetness.

"Hmm~~~ delicious!"

Summer Nights send out heartfelt appreciation.

By analogy, Lilian's fish soup resembles a green curry from the world before she traveled, with a mellow milky flavor, a spicy flavor that stimulates the taste buds, and a unique fragrance.

But compared to green curry, each flavor is more subtle, and the combination of each other is more layered.

"Really? That's great! ”

Lilian, who had been watching the summer night with apprehension, suddenly had a smile on her face.